In the Guardian’s CiF, this morning, an idiot calling him/herself Burgau205, claimed that there were no poor people in this country, or a working class, and also claimed that “People who blow their benefits on booze and fags do not deserve to have any benefits especially if they are fit enough to work.”. Ignoring the “fit enough for work” bit, what this fruitcake is saying is that if you are on benefit, you should be denied the normal pleasures of life (OK, smokers should be shot, but bear with me).
This was my response. By the way, almost everyone who responded spelled the name wrong, including me. Ah well… And it was CiF, so apologies if it’s not up to my usual standard.
You really are a very silly Burgua.
Having spent 24 years on disability benefits, I aspired to being poor. To claim there are no more poor is lunacy. I never thought I’d appreciate being 65, but it did remove me from the Incapacity Benefit system. Pays me a little more, too.
And I don’t smoke, but are you seriously telling me that because my income derived from benefits I wasn’t (probably still aren’t by your lights), entitled to a social life? Really? Do you realise how nuts that is?
I live extremely frugally – after almost a quarter of a century below poverty level I’ve become very good at it – and I do have some money available for things that make my life a little more bearable. Like going to the pub.
On Friday, I shall be in the pub, at lunch time, because by the time evening comes around, I’m far too ill to even consider going out (a pity really, since the rest of society socialises in the evening; still, I shall try not to enjoy myself too much).
Should you be there, do try not to trip over my crutches, or knock over my portable nebuliser. Thank you so much. (end)
And I got this response from someone who clearly has not an atom of charity in his soul:-
11 Aug 2010, 10:20AM
LePendu (That’s me on CiF – because I hang around there a lot!)
For God’s sake, I work and do not go to the pub because it is too expensive.
Why the fuck should you think you are entitled to do so? (end)
That mindset is simply staggering – he can’t have something so you can’t either. His life is crap, so nobody is entitled to anything better. My response:-
What’s this crap about entitlement? Everybody is entitled to some form of leisure activity. Even you.
I’m mostly housebound, and go to the pub once a week because a friend is good enough to take me. I can afford to go because I have economised in other areas. Which, let’s face it, is fuck all to do with you.
If you can’t afford to go to the pub, maybe you spend your money in other areas? Or maybe you’re in the wrong job? Or just too miserable? Do you seriously think that because you can’t, don’t, or won’t, do something, nobody else should be allowed to? Really?
But here’s a thought which may be entirely alien to you – it’s my fucking choice. And by the way, if you’d actually paid attention to what I’ve written, you’d know that I’m now a pensioner. So, in your world, are pensioners not allowed a social life either? Because there’s a hell of a lot of us, and the idea won’t sit very well with a single one.
(Note: if it wasn’t for pensioners drinking during the day, and eating, many pubs wouldn’t survive. Ron.)
My pension provides money to live on. If I can afford to spend some of it in the pub, it’s because I’ve worked at being able to afford it. I also – are you sitting down, because it might be a shock – spend money on books. Yes, I know – how terrible. Shouldn’t be allowed, should it? I tip taxi drivers too – honestly, I don’t know how I live with myself, with such profligacy.
No doubt you believe that the chronically sick and disabled should be paid in vouchers for food, rent, etc, not cash, so that we’re not able to enjoy ourselves for one single moment. Appeals to you does it?
Or would you prefer us (I may be a pensioner, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m still chronically sick and disabled), to be confined to camps, where you don’t have to see or think about us? I’m sure you could get a job as a guard. Hell, it might even pay enough for you to go to the pub, because there would be no danger of meeting me, or anyone like me.
Especially me. . .
And yes, that idea has been seriously suggested.
Anything else I shouldn’t be doing? Am I allowed the occasional shag, or would that be just too much fun for you to get your head around? Would it be OK if I promised not to enjoy myself?
I think I might go to the pub on my mobility scooter, instead. It’s a Class 3, road–legal scooter, and I ride it on the road – how disgraceful is that? – and sometimes motorists are held up for, ooh, whole seconds. That really gets up the noses of the miserable tossers who think the sick and disabled – and now pensioners, it seems – shouldn’t be allowed to exist or, at least, be seen in public.
Right, I must get back to my blog now, RA1966, where I advise people on health, disability and benefits matters. They are far more deserving of my time than you are, that’s for sure (far better people, mostly), and I feel fairly certain that the concept of doing something for others, for no other reward than the satisfaction of a job well done, is one you might have problems with.
By the way, save your energy. I won’t be continuing with this “discussion” – I know a totally closed mind when I come across one. I do hope you manage to keep your job, though, because you really wouldn’t enjoy the alternative.
One final thought – why is it the most objectionable people on CiF never have the balls to create a profile? (end)
So there you have it – the public perception of the sick and disabled in Cameron’s Britain. And this guy is all too typical. It’s a mindset no longer limited to Daily Mail readers (though I suspect this oil might have wandered in from there), and if you read the comments – if the actual article doesn’t depress and infuriate you too much – you’ll see his attitude is not that uncommon.
It’s true about putting the sick and disabled in camps, by the way – pretty sure I’ve written about it somewhere here – likewise being paid with vouchers instead of cash. In the case of the latter, I suspect it’s only a matter of time.
Have a nice day…