The State Of Welfare

So I had a meeting with the Social Worker yesterday regarding another assessment of my needs. I've had dealings before with the plank of wood who pitched up so I didn't hold out much hope. To put in bluntly, she's a woman so wooden that you could make a birdhouse out of her.

Anyway, the depressive evaluation of my life was summed up in yet another vulgar tick box form and I was told that the money I would receive is decided by a computer. Yes, that's right, a fucking computer.

What a joke it is! What a ridiculous, absurd farce social welfare has become!

All I can hope is that this computer has somehow developed in its software the powers of human empathy and compassion. Otherwise we'll all finish up on the scrap heap of society......or in fact dead which is what I believe the Coalition is aiming for.

Needless to say, I'm not expecting a substantial increase to my Individualised Budget. Especially since my life is currently being evaluated by Metal Mickey & Co!