I can hardly bear it any more. Day after day after day. Terrible stories of suffering, despair and suicide.
I’m know you don’t believe it. I know what you’re told. “It’s getting better, we’re taking action, we’re improving the process, these people don’t try hard enough, they’re not really sick enough.”
People say I shouldn’t beg. But I’m not proud. If getting down on my knees and begging you would make a difference, I’d do it gladly. I promise you now, you’ll be remembered for this. If you’re sitting at home right now, thinking about your legacy, I promise you it will be this. It will be that you turned away from the pain and suffering before your very eyes. I’ll make sure of it if it takes me 20 years.
It will be that you allowed your Department for Work and Pensions to lie and cheat and mislead whilst people – millions of people – suffered.
I know, I don’t usually click on video links either. But you found time to watch Strictly Come Dancing,you said so at the Downing St charity reception. And we know you loved Fruit Ninja. And you have time to take countless holidays.
So even if you’re convinced I’m wrong, absolutely certain I’m just a trouble making leftie, please, I’ll beg you, I’m not proud, find ten minutes – just ten minutes to watch
Work Capability Assessments have been found in law to discriminate against people with mental health conditions. Your government appealed but the appeal was overturned. Not only are you on the wrong side of the argument, you’re on the wrong side of the law.
You have to stop this. You can pause the migration of Incapacity Benefit claimants until the process can be made safe. YOU can do it. Today if you chose to. You could stop this dreadful social crisis unravelling before our eyes.
And I’m begging you. For what it’s worth.
This post first appeared at Diary of a Benefit Scrounger