I saw an article on the BBC this evening titled ‘While we work hard, others are Xbox bums’. In particular the following section annoyed the shit out of me;
Benefits – who gets them, how much they get, and who pays for it – is a bigger election issue than Brexit for people like Damian Naylor.
He’s just left Warrington registry office with his partner Emma and their two-week-old baby.
The 27-year-old has got to get straight back to work as a bricklayer. “I’ve got to feed the kids, and put clothes on their backs,” he tells Newsbeat.
He and workmate Chris reckon others misuse state handouts.
“I’ve got friends that are just Xbox bums,” says Chris. “They live off that dole and play on the Xbox all day.”
So this guy has just had the blessing of a new daughter and he’s forced to go straight back to work to feed and clothe her.
Yes. He, and millions of others, are missing precious time with their families because there are bills to be paid. Where’s the life balance? Where’s the paternity leave? But most of all where’s his anger at his own sad situation?
He instead directs his scorn towards the few who can’t or choose not to work. The message from him and society is “you must break both your spirit and your back working other wise you are little more than dole scum”.
He demonises them because they aren’t doing the same as him. Yet he doesn’t appear to be putting any thought into why his situation is so miserable. Rather he expects the very few who aren’t living like he is to join him in his miserable journey of missed moments through sweat poured out for some someone or thing that doesn’t give a flying fuck about him, or his daughter.
I don’t blame the guy, he’s a product of our system.
I would suggest his life… all our lives would be more enriched, more meaningful and fulfilled if we’re weren’t wage slaves spending the vast majority of our waking life traveling to, doing and recovering from work.