Oh dear, here we go. The economy is in the toilet, people are losing their jobs, and unemployment is heading towards two, maybe three million...
Time to get tough on the unemployed, then. Time to stoke up the hatred of the "working class", with all that talk of "your tax pound going on the 'work-shy'"... and we must never consider any solution to the "problem" other than the "stick and carrot, but without a carrot" approach. It's truly pathetic.
Try providing genuine help, for a start, not a "one solution fits all" waste of time in a draughty office above a bakery, where all age and educational groups are lumped together...
...where the "facilities" are a couple of crappy computers and a pile of duplicate copies of the local free newspapers, some dating back over a month...
...where prescription medication is handed around like sweeties...
...where the staff are almost never seen, and when they are, they say one thing to you, and report something completely different back to The Fucking System...
...where you end up grabbing the first "work" placement you're offered just to get the hell out of the damn place, and which ends up almost as bad, where you're treated like a beast of burden, and threatened with the equivalent of being "put down" if you don't magically produce a doctor's note from nowhere to cover the pain in your knees THEY caused...
...and don't bloody start me on "selling yourself" or "fine-tuning your CV".
Change the frigging tune.
And finally... HANG THE CHILD TORTURERS.
Put them out of our misery.
That is all.
Time to get tough on the unemployed, then. Time to stoke up the hatred of the "working class", with all that talk of "your tax pound going on the 'work-shy'"... and we must never consider any solution to the "problem" other than the "stick and carrot, but without a carrot" approach. It's truly pathetic.
Try providing genuine help, for a start, not a "one solution fits all" waste of time in a draughty office above a bakery, where all age and educational groups are lumped together...
...where the "facilities" are a couple of crappy computers and a pile of duplicate copies of the local free newspapers, some dating back over a month...
...where prescription medication is handed around like sweeties...
...where the staff are almost never seen, and when they are, they say one thing to you, and report something completely different back to The Fucking System...
...where you end up grabbing the first "work" placement you're offered just to get the hell out of the damn place, and which ends up almost as bad, where you're treated like a beast of burden, and threatened with the equivalent of being "put down" if you don't magically produce a doctor's note from nowhere to cover the pain in your knees THEY caused...
...and don't bloody start me on "selling yourself" or "fine-tuning your CV".
Change the frigging tune.
And finally... HANG THE CHILD TORTURERS.
Put them out of our misery.
That is all.