So the Great Purging of the Poor and Sick begins...
Recently I heard that one of my childhood friends has lost his wife to suicide. Both had been hardworking contributors to society, working through all the recent recessions, struggling hard to keep their home together. She had been his rock, his motivation when life got tough.
This recession however proved too great a burden for them to bear.
She had been made redundant and was attending one of these new 'work for your benefit schemes' or as I look upon it 'indentured slavery schemes' and was finding it hard to cope with the amount of money coming in to the amount going out.
The final straw was when her partner, my friend, lost his job; she then took an overdose of beta-blockers, a large amount of alcohol and went to bed.
They switched off her life support later the next day.
My friend has lost his rock, the person who made his life complete.
I wonder if he will get one of these letters this week to assess if he is fit enough to go back to his none-existent job.
So there you have it, an everyday tale of the expendable paying the price of bailing out corrupt banks that are 'too big to fail' unlike my friend and his late wife, who are too small to matter.
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