I'm sure there will be the usual tree-hugging do-gooders keen to explain how actually this is society's guilt not the individuals' (and I refer more to the circumstances leading to a man having 17 children by numerous mothers 6 of whom end up very sadly killed, by whatever hand, motive or means (let the court decide that) and being able to do so without adding one penny of value to 'GBPLC' - in fact quite the opposite).
However, what grates me is that many of the do-gooders and beneficiaries of benefits are very quick to lay claim to their 'rights' but somewhat more reticent in accepting the 'responsibilities' that generate those rights in the first place.
I, for one, am proud to live in a country that has a safety net. If, for whatever reason that is no fault of your own, you fall frm whatever pedestal you choose to sit upon, we will look after you, we will help you, feed you and clothe you and put you back on your feet and helpyou head in the correct direction. At least I assume that is what the 'social' is for - somehow, however, it seems to have become more of a "sponger's charter" (think I may have glanced at a copy of my parents' Daily Mail last time they stayed!).
Many folk in this country claim there is no work, they can't make money and they are owed a living. Some do get off their ar$e$ and do something about it, maybe even at the extreme they move abroad and start all over again; not so as easy now that Australia (for example) has what appears to be an intelligent and selective skills-based approach to immigration. However, the other day I was trying to get a half decent painter to do some work (painting, unsurprisingly). The first 2 I called said "I've got enough work on thanks, not really looking for any more" - fair enough (but why not consider taking on a junior???). The next said "I'm not doing any more this year, I'm off on holiday for 6 months" (ok, maybe I'm in the wrong line of work). 2 others offered to quote - only one of them turned up and even now 3 weeks later has not sent me a quote. I then got given the number of an Aussie chap who had found his way to this country, set up as a decorator and came round within 24 hours of me calling him. He was polite, professional and gave me a fixed (and extremely competitive) price there and then. He emphasized that he put all his work through the books as he felt it was important to be a fully paid up member of the society in which he has chosen to live. The only downside was that he couldn't start for 6 weeks - I said that was a shame as I'm putting it no the market asap. He then immediately offered to work 6pm to 10pm every night next week to help me out.
Meanwhile others sit back and say they can't/won't/shouldn't work and carry on breeding...
Reflective rant over.