On the train this morning I realised, yet again, that the welfare state has failed. A system that was designed to prevent starvation and malnutrition has evolved into a system that provides a better standard of living than the market dictates. The system breeds a laziness that says there is no need to work at education because the fall back really isn’t so bad. In a world where even the qualified struggle to get work it actually looks like a daft choice.
This morning’s delight was a middle aged couple whose biggest conflict seemed to be who was the butch one in the relationship. They were off visiting and spent the journey debating the other trips that they would perform during the festive period. Let me assure you that I didn’t presume that these were a welfare couple because of their obesity, facial tattoos or shell suits. Oh no I was informed by the loud conversations regarding who was lending who what money until their benefits came in. Honestly, declaring yourselves a couple is so last year there’s just no profit in it!
With the eloquence of a 3 year old monkey they proceeded to list the items that were needed for a trip down south. They would need to charge I-Pods, phones and, because it was a long journey, tablet computer. They would need to pack lunch because the first train had no buffet on it. In fairness they looked like they packed snacks whenever they had to leave the sofa. Once they had reached London they could stop at McDonald’s because it would be ‘nearly lunchtime’ hey never let it stop you ladies, it’s always lunchtime somewhere in the world!
In order to achieve the three trips that they have planned for this month there needed to be a level of financial planning. To paraphrase an advertisement ‘this is not just financial planning, this is welfare financial planning’. Rent had been paid last month, that is not actual rent but the top up that the state allows you to pay from your welfare to have a better property than you need. That left rent due third week of December but “we can knock that” because “they never chase until January and then we can pay £5 extra a month”.
On top of the three social trips they had to plan a shopping trip to Westfield, thank god for welfare they didn’t have the time to work! Of course in between these visits they had to see the diet consultant. That will be a nurse, paid by the state, who advises really stupid people that the more that goes in your mouth the bigger you get. Like job centre meetings these appointments are just ‘hardships’ that they have to suffer to maintain the welfare cheques.
I don’t doubt that if you took the time to learn their language and speak to these people they would tell a different story. Like so many of the population they would talk of ‘entitlement’ and ‘quality of life’ and that is where it goes wrong. It is this misguided belief that everyone is entitled to a good standard of living that encourages people to keep breeding, condemning future generations. You are not entitled to a play station, beer or satellite television. You have no right to travel, follow fashion or smoke. I, and many like me, made a contract with the government that we would fund welfare as part of our tax. It’s kinda like an insurance policy that we pay when we can and call on should we need to. In short we are paying for your I-Pod, your trips out, the gifts under your tree and the house you put the bloody tree in!
For the tax payers amongst us I would like to leave you with a thought. During the festive period when the pubs, hopefully, are busy count up how many people in your ‘welfare round’. This is not the physical round of people that you purchase a drink for but those that drink on welfare, the ‘hidden round’. If the two groups mix then take the opportunity, on your shout, to miss the welfare drink out. When you are asked why you missed them simply answer “I brought the last one”