The Lesser Beings.

Death statistics reluctantly issued by the DWP after claiming they didn’t collect and collate them, after they tried their best to obfuscate bully and bluster their way (and in any way they could) to hiding the numbers and to deny public access even through the courts and the Freedom of Information Commissioners Office have been forced to reveal that since the Work Capability Assessment began in earnest we are fast approaching 100,000 deaths of sick and disabled people deemed ‘fit for work’ in a flawed ‘tick in a box’ system that is still being used. I wonder why it’s still being used? But that’s for another day.

Can you imagine (God forbid) if 100,000 body bags had already come home from our illegal war in Iraq since 2010? Just take a second to think about that.

If that had been the case this disgraceful Tory Government and its predecessor Coalition would have been out of office in days and the war ended within weeks. Maybe even the warmonger who sent those troops to war in the first place might have ended up where he should – at a War Crimes Tribunal in The Hague. Wonder who that might be eh?

However, have you ever asked yourself why there is this seemingly huge difference in empathetic attitude and sympathetic approach to these two different subdivisions of society? Why would they be treated differently?

Could it be that one has been the never ending victim of the propaganda machine and government ‘double speak’ and the other not? After all, it’s only now that people in high places wring their hands and the very occasional article appears in the press regarding that Procrustean event called ‘The Chilcott Enquiry’ whereas the public has been told in no uncertain terms via a right wing demonising media and a certain Tory Minister almost daily that “75% of those on the sick are faking it”, or that everyone who is disabled is “more sick in the head than sick in the body”, or that everyone and anyone who is claiming unemployment benefits are doing so because “it is a lifestyle choice”. Pick up a newspaper today, you won’t have to look far or hard to see at least one of these stories.

We have Channel 5 programmes like ‘Benefit Street’ and ‘On Benefits and Proud’ and ‘Benefits Britain: Life on The Dole’. All portraying people unfortunate enough to have nothing or less as a disgusting and degraded sub-culture out to steal from the pockets of us ‘normal’ people so that they can live the high life on £7 a day. These are the scum of humanity; worth less than the shit you would wipe off your shoes. ‘They’ are the problem. ‘They’ are the cause of it all. ‘They’ are “skivers” and “benefit cheats”, they are the “feral and feckless”, breeding like flies all day and night behind drawn curtains, taking drugs and drinking cans of cheap lager as they watch porn all day. And, often unspoken but implied if only by the very fact that ‘they’ – the disabled - also receive benefits, everyone who is classed as incapacitated can also be included. Well, after all they claim too don’t they? Tar spreads well when brushed broadly.

“They’re all the same them lot on benefits.” “Disabled – yeah right, there’s nothing wrong with them” and “I don’t see anything wrong with him/her. They should get a job.” The outcomes? Disability hate crime on the increase. Understanding and compassion on the decrease. The philosophy of ‘the lesser being’ drummed into us at every opportunity by continuous inculcation promoting in turn a ‘Them and Us’ culture.

Once you identify and dehumanise through language any people anywhere at any time (like immigrants desperately fleeing for their lives and trying to enter Europe on rafts built of wooden pallets being described  as “cockroaches” by a certain bottle blonde narcissist) it is a precursor to being able to commit and/ or ignore atrocities since those people are no longer human. They become subhuman. That’s how it was for Jews in 1930’s Germany. That’s how it is for the sick; the disabled; and the unfortunate in Britain today.

And the worse thing is – the public believe it and there’s the difference.