Excellent point, Choc. Interesting that we never hear about the money they're grasping for, isn't it?
It's probably clear from my first post that I'm feeling very angry. Apologies in advance - this could be a very long post.
For many years now I've been regarded as worthless - by the government (of any colour), and of course the Daily Heil, Melanie Phillips and, more recently, ATOS.
First, I was stupid enough to become pregnant by rape. Then I was stupid enough to keep my child and bring her up on my own. Immediately I was a feckless single mother, a scrounger. Worthless. Next, I was stupid enough to think it might be a good idea to return to education, in the hope of improving my chances of getting a half-decent job. It didn't work. I tried vocational courses, which got me nowhere, and eventually I moved my daughter and all our belongings to another part of the country, so that I could get a degree. So now I was worthless because I was a student.
I graduated, and couldn't find work of any description. I was always rejected because I was over-qualified. I was then stupid enough to qualify as a teacher. I got 3 months' supply work, but things were so bad by then, financially, that I ended up attempting suicide.
I was now worthless because I was unemployed.
After that I got several NVQs, courtesy of the Job Centre, because that's just what your average graduate/teacher needs, isn't it? Unsurprisingly, I was feeling a bit pissed off by now.
I had two more periods of employment between then and now. First was a temp job in an Education Department, where I seemed to be the only person who knew anything about correct English. Then a couple of years later I did some work experience in a place that ran Literacy and Numeracy classes for unemployed people. I loved that, but of course it didn't last. The existing government won the election that year, and the funding dried up.
By the end of 2006 I was in no fit state to deal with this anymore. I'd spent more than half my life trying to make things better, and I'd failed. The person I signed on with was such an idiot that I went home crying every time I saw him. There was no such thing as stress. He could go out in his lunch hour and get three jobs, why couldn't I do that?
Eventually my GP signed me off on the grounds of mental health. It was about 6 months before I had my assessment, but I was found not fit for work.
Now, 5 years later, and with my mental condition worse than it was before, I am still worthless.
For the record, my daughter is now 30, and she's never claimed any benefit in her life. She is the only reason that I won't make another suicide attempt.