Contrast these two people…
A jobless former alcoholic told by an incredulous judge to stop ‘sponging off others’ was caught stealing cable worth nothing just days later.
Stanley Clifton – branded ‘the embodiment of the welfare dependency culture’ – thought he was stealing copper as he took the valueless wire.
In reality he was stealing fibre optic cable which does not contain metal so cannot be cashed for scrap. That’s stupidity money cant buy! LOL… Thick as fcuk.
The 31-year-old of Darlington was given a community order for a separate offence of assault, but the judge was astonished to learn that he couldn’t be ordered to fulfil it because he was too ‘sick’.
He was on incapacity benefit for his alcoholism – despite claiming not to have had a drink for a year.
Brave Olivia has worn a prosthetic leg after surgeons removed her limb eight years ago in order to save her life when she contracted meningitis. She also lost the use of her right arm.
She can now only hobble a few steps without taking a rest and is in almost constant pain.
But last week mean-spirited employees at the Department of Work and Pensions decided she can get by just fine and announced they were stopping her £300-a-month Disability Living Allowance.
The bulk of the benefits, which were being paid to her aunt Sheryl Robertson, are needed to pay the petrol costs of taking Olivia to hospital several times a month.
Sheryl selflessly stepped in to care for Olivia and her sisters Beth, 13, and Georgia, 12, after their mother Tracy died of cervical cancer in 2002 aged 21.
Olivia now wears a prosthetic limb. She is in almost constant pain and needs regular hospital visits.
The schoolgirl said: ‘Life can be hard with my false leg. It can hurt me quite a bit too, it aches and I have to take it off.
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Says it all really…
The answer is ‘very’.
And if I had my way, I’d have the worthless loser melted down into soap.
This really upsets me. I see the same thing in my neighbourhood all the time, I am one of only 3 people on my street that work. All the rest of my “neighbours” are on some form of benefits or other. Most with bad backs that don’t seem to prevent them from carrying heavy bags from the supermarket or walking their dogs or pretty much anything.
In fact people seem to be absolutely amazed and baffled when I’m not in, in the middle of the day! It is really disgusting. I’m all for social welfare but it needs to be administered properly, with proper checks. Why is this such a difficult concept?
Is it just me, or do all comments automatically go to moderation because of the troll?
Yup… He is a thunder-cnut to be sure… 🙂
gotta love the large speaker located in the picture, i bet the nieghbours are equally appreciative of it, im suprised they dont show you the 50″ LCD tv stuck on the wall direct from brighthouse.
“… i bet the nieghbours are equally appreciative of it…”
Theirs is probably even bigger.
What a fucking waste of space that bloke is. Nothing a short drop followed by a sharp stop wouldn’t cure mind you.
Poor kid; remember though that the benefit system was moulded deliberately to have ‘no emotions’ just a decisionmaking process (even when it’s wrong). Reminds me of a ‘yes minister sketch’;
B:But what if the system is wrong?
H:The system can’t possibly be wrong as it’s been carefully built by another system.
B: But what if that system was wrong?
H: But my dear boy that system was devised by another one which is flawless…
B: Err…
(paraphrasing, but you get the idea).
So, she’s lost her mum, her leg and her arm – hey, shit happens!
But, let’s look at this young man. Where did it start to go wrong for him, how did we fail him . . .
the day the midwife turned the oxygen back on?