People are funny, so attached to their ideas and beliefs. If you disagree with them in any manner, it’s as if you’ve committed a RAPE. This week’s buzz topic: David Cameron & Disability benefit cuts. Only it’s never just that, nope. It’s emotional outcry and society’s villains. Most people can’t discuss the issues, instead they look to create monsters to loath and to fear. A survey of Social Media will show the Pig Memes to create a pervert because well, it’s easier to just call this guy a pig than it is to back up a claim. “David Cameron has killed thousands of people!” they say, and I first heard this back in December 2014, only when you look for the proofs, you won’t find them. The Independent covered the issue in an article entitled “Benefit cuts are already being blamed…” What’s the link? A government crack down on people receiving benefits but by evaluation aren’t really taking the work search seriously. The same issue Americans face when the government teet is so easy to suck. Who the hell really likes to work anyway? I suppose if the work you do is a life’s passion, or you’re in business for yourself there may authentic joy had from working but your average Blue Collar Joe, sure as hell would rather stay home watching reality TV and fapping to Fox News.
Is David Cameron solely responsible? Why so much focus on Cameron’s politics? Doesn’t he have a disabled child? You can’t really ask these questions, at least not without overly-emotional responses. A review of David Cameron’s full Welfare Speech is an attempt to make good on a campaign promise: “On my first night as Prime Minister, I said we would build a more responsible society.” Only, when you hold people self-responsible, it doesn’t always pan out so good for the co-dependent and complacent. Some would rather stagnate and die than have an opposing force move them to action.
If I seem apathetic to these emotional twits it’s because I’ve watched it first hand, I have other ideas about what’s worth getting emotional over. Countless people I have known have withered away and died rather than fight for their lives. For my apathy and differing views, I have a new pin, THE ROTTER. The lowest of the low, the most cruel and worthless person that I garner all this extra attention. My opinions Matter! A simple chat discussion about the issues turned into quite the emotional display for one user over at a Social Network I happen to be admin for. While I simply asked questions and offered my opinions of the matter; the other party had an emotional freak-out. It gave this person cause to violate the site rules, get himself banned and pour himself into me. Countless times he returned to show me I had no power over him but the reality is, I did and still do. When that wasn’t enough, comments to my personal blog and laments on various platforms ensued. All for me. Me and my opinions that is.
People like that are fascinating creatures because their behavior is completely alien to me. I couldn’t imagine getting that so emotionally worked up over a discussion about a topical news issue. You’d think I shat on this guy’s parlor floor or cunt-punched his mother. Now what? More name calling? Pulling on my apron strings? Buzzing around my websites?
I couldn’t care less about disability cuts in another country but I sure as shit gain much amusement from such specimens; laying on my glass as I clip their little wings.