I know at my age, I should know better, but when you get woken up from your mid-morning nap (after an early appointment to see whether its JSA or ESA that I should be claiming, (turns out that for now, ESA, the DWP's idea of an incapacity benefit without the confusion, yeah OK) ESA (Employment Support Allowance) for now as I am too sick to work. No matter how many times I'm told that, it is still a kick in the pants really as I always went with the idea of "It's not death if you don't accept it." from James O'Barr's graphic novel, The Crow. Unfortunately, no matter how much I try and hide it with bravado and me just being me, it doesn't hide the fact I am sick and I am classed as "Disabled". I hate labels.
So you can imagine the mood I was in when I got home, just wanting a nap, a drink and maybe something to eat when I woke up again. So having to deal with my neighbor and his 'Drum and Base' rubbish was the last thing I wanted. I'm not, by nature, an irritable person, nor do I begrudge anyone of what they like or enjoy, but I do get irritated when people play music so loudly that it rattles everything in my own room and I can't hear myself think. So I took the logical answer, well the typical of me answer and dug out various CD's of Thrash Metal, Heavy Metal, Industrial, Steam Punk and everything else that just seemed to take my fancy at the time and let it rip. As loud as my speakers went. I know its not the moral high ground, but he got the point in the end, even in his usual cannabis induced stupor.
Now, I have nothing against anyone, but it does annoy me when able-bodied people sit around all day, either drinking or smoking themselves in to a blind stupor. It's like a slap in the face to someone like myself who lives healthy, doesn't drink or smoke and suffers endlessly due to my long term, life limiting condition. It just seems a bit unjust at times I think, but it really gets my goat. Especially when you hear that drug addicts or alcoholics who got themselves in to that state get DLA and all sorts of government hand-outs, where as there are people such as myself and many others out there who have to fight for any kind of help from the state. Its twisted. If you can work, you should.
I realise that this has been a rant about "Benefit Britain", but I really do find it an insult that the system works in such a way that some lazy pleb can get all the handouts they want, have kids that the tax-payer pays for and doesn't get a job because getting drunk or high is more profitable, and someone with a crippling condition, or like someone I know, a serious brain tumor has to fight just to survive. I think that is exactly why I don't take any rubbish from any of these morons as I find them just too pathetic to feel sorry for.
On a positive note, I would like to say a Happy Birthday to one of my dearest friends, Stacey. As well as a hearty congratulations to Mike, Daimon and the rest of Labas! for their recent success at a gig locally and of course wish good luck to my friend Georgina in her interview for her internship.
3 years ago