Wednesday, 18 August 2010

Benefits. Really?

I'm sure we have all questioned from time to time who our benefit system really truly goes to help. We live in a society where the sick and disabled are given a meagre income that doesn't honestly reflect the costs of life. Yet each and every poxy penny has to be so meticulously applied for that you are left with that empty, hopeless, sinking feeling.

Has anybody noticed how recently 'public enemy number one' are those less able than others? Stealing, sponging, skiving, scum. That's what the news reporters seem to struggle to keep from tripping off their tongue. I'm beginning to think that the Cuntservatives and the Liberal Demotwats will soon order a mass genocide of 'disabled cleansing'. They're certainly stirring up enough nationwide hatred.

Do people really believe that those with disabilities WANT to be in the situation which they find themselves in? Do they not consider that most folk would much rather NOT be disabled in the first place? Most blind men aren't blind because they've gauged out their own eyes, so why do people think that those with faulty bones are in some way responsible for their fate??

Just think of all those horrendous duties which are involved in our 'selfish sponging'. Take the process of applying for DLA for example. Has anyone ever experienced a more demoralising, depressing and excruciatingly painful form of semi-public humiliation? Perhaps those quick to pass judgement should think hard about the whole ordeal- wherein you are made to think about every aspect of daily life which is impossible without 'mobility aids' or 'personal assistance.'

I wish sometimes that more people would understand what it's like to struggle with the many things which we do, to cry with desperation and frustration when you can't even pour a glass of milk, wash your hair or make a sandwich. Even having to think before going to the loo about your capability to wipe your own backside that day.

Would they really want to swap? I don't think so somehow. Are we really rolling in it, filthy rich and oh-so-lucky. Or do we just about get by?


  1. Boy do you speak the truth. I refuse to go on SSI due to the bullsh*t they put you through. Instead I'm trying to sell items on ebay, etsy and other forums to make an honest dime. One day, I won't be able to do that either if they don't find better drugs to help us. I cringe at the thought of needing the money one day from the system. Shame on anyone who looks down their judging nose at those who are honestly less able. Scum is what they are. One day it may be them sitting in the chair of judgement but until then, we all have to stay strong and keep going forward. GREAT POST.

  2. I'm almost 37 and I have fought rheumatoid arthritis for 32+ years. I have limitations but I have more adaptations, and at this stage of my life I'm barely aware of those lucky TABs (temporarily able-bodied) who think I'm a burden or less than they are, because, disease or not, I still perform better work than they do and I play harder. And they know it.

    So fuck them. *grin*

    Good post. I look forward to reading more of your words.

    Take care,

    Robert Hernandez