Life in The New RepublicThe Cambridge Village

Man sieht nur das, was man weiß - Goethe

To know the future with such certainty is usually the prerogative of the prophets. Unfortunately in the Global Village we're surrounded by scrying eyes - whacking an USB 3.0, an half an inch into your Cerebellum gets you there in no more than the time it takes to spit on a Benefit Claimant.

Will you turn the fucking volume down?

I've woken up in the middle of a Soviet-era, eastern-European play, written by a man who spent 36 years strapped to a block of ice, in solitary confinement for farting in front of Stalin's daughter

A mass-suicide to protest


The fuckin' world is falling to pieces and I'm standing there like a bus-stop lunatic, screaming about how we're all fuckin doomed, with the disabled planning on a mass-suicide to protest, except it's not a play, I'm not mad, and I'm not waiting on a number 7 to go score some of that shit that gives your pet-dog the power of speech.

The iPad7 that will exist solely in teh mind of its narcissistic owner

What we find when we gaze out of our newly ennobled techno-eyes is dazzling waterfall of iPhone4's, iPad5's and the not-even-there-at-all iPad7 that will exist solely in teh mind of its narcissistic owner, and cost over $17,000 retail.

@Puffles2010 - self-styled Dragon Fairy 

Meanwhile, coming in from my temporal lobe, I've got @Puffles2010 - self-styled Dragon Fairy with a penchant for *looksaway* and *buzzlin* into Tweet about a disturblingly unreal 'best friend'.

A proxy for slagging off Gypsies and Chavs

S/he paints a picture of a mythical land surrounding my home in Cambridge, where over-privileged do-gooders pontificate about the short comings Society, as a proxy for slagging off Gypsies and Chavs like everyone else.

Most annoying person on Twitter.

MP for Cambridge, @JuliusMuppetMP

It is a wonderful world full of Disney creatures tranquillized and captured by formerly redundant US Navy Seals and released into the warm inviting liberal glow that is Julian Huppert MP's buttock cleft.

Ginger and distressingly hairy 

(Ginger and distressingly hairy towards the eye,  Stilo Nuove, the Cambridge Champion Muff-waxers, normally don't touch male clefts but have agreed to fund Huppert's strimming - to the value of £55!)

To drive the sick and disabled into penury

The New Republic sees a bright future for his newly denuded valley as he gears-up to play a leading role in the Coalition Government's plan to drive the sick and disabled into penury, homelessness, food-kitchens and ultimately suicide.

Cunt.

Man sees only what Man knows - Goethe

Arbeitsscheu Muß Sterben!

The Work-shy must Die!

(Freely) With you, you carry the lifetime cost of the genetically diseased.

The Commons today have dumped the Lords' futile attempts at softening the impact of the Welfare Reform Bill.

The sick and disabled of both Britain and the other poor and unfortunate Euro-nations, will now bare the major cost of the cancerous German style Hartz IV reform.

1933-07-26 - Arthur Gutt - Law on the Prevention of

Genetically Diseased Offspring (German)

Meanwhile the sick and disabled 


Meanwhile on the streets the activists and sick and disabled are finalising their suicide pacts, while Poundland gears up to have a 20,000 strong army of starving and easily biddable Chavs on £0 p/hr to lead Britain out of the worst economic and moral shitstorm since the 1930's.

far preferable to life as a Erbkranker, in the UK today


Fuck, death is far, far preferable to life as a Erbkranker, in the UK today. The warnings of the Rabbis have been ignored; after all one must never, ever equate anything with the Nazis.

Hearing the Voice of Moses - Rabbi Debbi Somers-Young / Kalyia Franklin 13th January 2012

In Nazi Germany, well before there were Jewish pogroms and camps, disabled and mentally ill German citizens were rounded up, and it was for them that camps were initially developed. And how were the rest of the population convinced this was ok? They were told that these people were an economic drain on the nation. 


Holocaust Memorial Day - Danni Neumann 25th January 2012

The Nazi campaign started by targeting not the Jews but disabled people. They where quietlygassed in the first experiments with Zyklon B, these people were comparativelylow in numbers, were less likely to be missed, could not speak up forthemselves, and had no-one to speak up for them.
Then after a large propaganda campaign that tapped intothe populations anger about the country economic state, the murder of millions begun long standing prejudice's like...

"they think the world owes them something",
"They are a drain on the country's limited resources",
"they do not work so they are worthless",
"It would be kinder not to mention cheaper to kill them, preferably at birth",

...Are stomach turning yet they are statements I hear from people and politicians every day. Maybe not put quite as frankly or bluntly as that but the underlining argument and sentiment is the same.


We have entered a new age

We have entered a new age today. Where those caught up in the polite realpolitik of Westminster suddenly realise, that no number of emails to right wing Tories will ever soften their hearts; no amount of sloganeering, nor 100 strong demonstrations of disabled people will get them the traction they strive for.

Kauft Nicht Bei Nazis (Don't Buy From Nazis) (German)

The truth is, nothing short of Direct Action can have any chance of impacting on this debate. People are dying. People are being driven to their deaths by bullies and by the fear of poverty and homelessness.


People are dying

The Government, Opposition and Media have set a firestorm and the crips and the sick and the unemployed are being knocked down like skittles in the hurricane force inrush of supporters.


The Government, Opposition and Media have set a firestorm


Iain Duncan Smith Dr. Walter Groß said recently in the 1930's

We recall the days of delirium, when millions of unemployed had been thrown on the street by a sick political and economic system, made superfluous.

A single person pried the tracks apart and derailed a train... ...and stole their money.

And what did the world of yesterday say? “He can’t help himself. He is a victim of circumstances. He has Beethoven’s hands and an artistic temperament. We need not put him on the gallows or in prison to protect us and our children.

One must NEVER equate anything with the Nazis. Ever. Period.

No, this poor Schlesinger is only sick because of his environment. Put him in a modern sanitarium, give him what he needs: radio, a library, a smoking salon, a language teacher, a pastor, a newspaper room, ...In a few years, this murderer... will leave as an ideal human being, so pure and innocent that one can put him in charge of a kindergarten.”

That’s what people thought in the past.

Today that seems a bad joke to us, a crazy fantasy, 

but a few years ago it was government policy in Germany...

Welcome to the end of the world as we know it

And indeed in the UK. Welcome to the end of the world as we know it. I'm not going out quietly. I suggest you join me on the streets and we'll die like men, women, crips, and chavs.

Drug Store Truck Driving Man

I need to go out.

The electric bill is overdue and the red letter has arrived. I need to go to the doctors too. In fact, I need to see a doctor more than I need to pay the electric.

But I'm too scared to go out.

My next door neighbour wants to fight me. He's a drug-store truck-driving man and wants to kick the shit out of (perhaps kill) the benefit scrounging scum his tax pays for.

One must never equate anything with the nazis..

Kaliya Franklin wrote yesterday of how

”The Welfare Reform Bill is not to be equated with Nazism, nor is it in any way appropriate to suggest the actions of any British politician are similar to those of the Nazis.”

The second however, is crap

 I'll grant K the first part; the second however, is crap and is called out as such, in the comment from Socrates

Volksgenosse, das ist auch Dein Geld!

“What is the qualitative difference between “Volksgenosse, das ist auch Dein Geld!”  and the recent headlines in the Daily Express and the behaviour of the Government ministers behind them?... 

Your assertion of 'no equivalence' is realpolitik sitting in the middle of the M1 waiting for the inevitable.”

The terrorism of the Sturmabteilung

What is the difference in the terrorism of the Sturmabteilung and the behaviour of the יוק that makes my life so frightening? For me there is no practical difference - the hostility is state-sanctioned and deliberate, the police unsympathetic and as likely to join in the fun as defend the victims.

Things have got worse

Today Scope releases the results of its quarterly survey of the views of the disabled, their parents and carers and they say

66% of disabled people say

Four months later, the survey suggests things have got worse:. 47% said people’s attitudes towards them have got worse over the past year. 66% of disabled people say that they have experienced aggression, hostility or name calling...

Government ministers are deliberately defaming people like me to make their benefit cuts easier to implement.

The newspapers trumpet their filth 

The newspapers trumpet their filth and as a result people like my next door neighbour are more likely to harass and assault people like me.

Iain Duncan Smith Dr. Walter Groß said recently in the 1930's

We recall the days of delirium, when millions of unemployed had been thrown on the street by a sick political and economic system, made superfluous.

A single person pried the tracks apart and derailed a train in the middle of the night. Within a minute he murdered 30 innocent people who had never done anything to him, and stole their money.

And what did the world of yesterday say? “He can’t help himself. He is a victim of circumstances. He has Beethoven’s hands and an artistic temperament. We need not put him on the gallows or in prison to protect us and our children.

One must NEVER equate anything with the Nazis. Ever. Period.

No, this poor Schlesinger is only sick because of his environment. Put him in a modern sanitarium, give him what he needs: radio, a library, a smoking salon, a language teacher, a pastor, a newspaper room, give him everything he needs to put him in touch with better things.

In a few years, this mass murderer of 30 people will leave as an ideal human being, so pure and innocent that one can put him in charge of a kindergarten.”

That’s what people thought in the past. Today that seems a bad joke to us, a crazy fantasy, but a few years ago it was government policy in Germany...

And an update: Rabbi Debbi Young-Somers crosses the Rubicon and compares Britain to Germany in the 30's in her sermon "Hearing the Voice of Moses"

In Nazi Germany, well before there were Jewish pogroms and camps, disabled and mentally ill German citizens were rounded up, and it was for them that camps were initially developed. And how were the rest of the population convinced this was ok? They were told that these people were an economic drain on the nation.

Scary Story - Going to the Shops

Paedo, grass or nonce?

I had to go out today on my own.

Actually, I needed to go out about three days ago, but I was too scared.

All the cigarette and joint butts

I've noticed it usually takes about this long before I can work-up the courage. After two or three days, I've smoked all the cigarette and joint butts; creatively whipped-up a culinary masterpiece from the last of the 14 month old potato powder and 2 year old vegetable Oxo cube...

But often times it's the dogs running out of food that drives me out of the house. Over the years I've learned what human food they find palatable, and can often delay the inevitable for a day or two, when I just happen to have something in the cupboard to buy them off with.

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Scary Story - Going to the Post Office.

Of course it should really be “Going to the doctors”, but these big tasks need to be broken down into manageable pieces. Like attempting to register with a new surgery by post...

A long road to from here to the doctors.

I've needed to see the doctor for about a week now. The cycle of anxiety building to total collapse nears its climax once again, with the sleepless nights and sleepy daze blending into a grim, grey, continuous stream of exactly the same - endless days ganging up into weeks and even months...

I had to dump my last GP

I had to dump my last GP, Dr Lord. She infests the Magdalene Surgery with an equally superior male colleague Dr Jetson. After three years of no social care, two suicide attempts and one dead and one dying parent, the absolute lack of care and concern, and latterly the extreme condescension from Dr Lord, finally broke through my autistic bubble of Saint-Gobain Sully ballistic glass.

He was going to ask me kill him

I'd gone to see her about my dying father, I needed the Learning Disability Partnership to arrange transport to see him, and I was worried that he was going to ask me kill him. You see, he was dying in a very slow and quite horrible way and he wanted out quickly.

He'd already had one go and had only managed to nearly die, although achieved some significant liver damage and some nasty pressure sores to boot.

“And what sort of dogs do you have?” in the Voice

Despite my fraught state, the recollection of the consultation is distressingly acute and came to an end when she asked me “And what sort of dogs do you have?” in the Voice. The one They use for when they're attempting to communicate with dark-skinned foreigners and the mentally incompetent.

Attempting to communicate with dark-skinned foreigners

Anyway, he's finally dead now so we can move on...

Carer Day

A potted history of 60 years of disability rights

Carer Day didn't go too well this week. I didn't want them to come at all. I hadn't got to sleep the previous night until about 5am - a not-at-all uncommon event. I must've spent about 3 or 4 hours pacing.

my forthcoming Atos Healthcare de-benefitization

I'd kind of got fixated on the prospect of my forthcoming Atos Healthcare de-benefitization, and I think I was desperately trying to think my way out of the awful reality of what's in store.

De-benefitization is nothing new to me

De-benefitization is nothing new to me. It's been pretty much the story of my whole adult life. And the main reason I've been homeless for most of the last 15 years.

Even under the old benefits regime I had trouble

Even under the old benefits regime I had trouble doing the necessary paperwork and attending the necessary interviews and medicals - first the sickness benefit/dole would stop.

Then the housing benefit. Then the letters from the landlord would start, followed by the eviction notice. The same patten over and over again.

Cartoon by Jon Appleby

Anyway, I'd managed to get up at 10.15 am, just in time to leave a scribbled note on the door saying I was too unwell to let them in and please just go away...

I need drugs to give my fractured mind a chance to reset itself

I was in a state. Have been in a state for about 2 weeks. I need drugs. Lorazepam to kill the anxiety and Zopiclone so I can get a bit of sleep to get a chance to give my fractured mind a chance to reset itself...

So that we can start the whole, anxiety building to sleep deprivation building to the inevitable mental collapse, process all over again.

Driven the work-a-day area consultant shrink to despair

The senior learning disabilities consultant, whom if I'm lucky, I get to see once every 3 years, knows from personal experience, how serious de-benefitization is. I was lucky the last time it happened. I just happened to have an appointment with him, after having driven the work-a-day area consultant shrink to despair.

Rang the social security office in Oxford there and then

He pulled out all the stops. I was homeless at the time, and didn't have an address - he got a nurse to use the LDP's address on the forms and personally rang the social security office in Oxford there and then - while I was in the consulting room.

The first ever picture of Socrates on the Intawebs.
He's laughing because he's in a nut-house,
And is looking forward to telling you how he got there.

Dr Ibrahim has lost more than one patient by cuntish Job Centre Plus worker

You see Dr Ibrahim has lost more than one patient to death by cuntish Job Centre Plus workers. He's a very nice man, totally hamstrung by even more cuntish health service administrators and managers.

A giant of a man waylaid by jabbering monkeys

A giant of a man waylaid by jabbering monkeys who think they know better than a man with 43 years in  mental hospitals, from Poona to Oxford, under his belt.

Lying in bed paralysed and suffocating

But anyway, I'm rambling - I'd actually started out to tell you all about what it's like to be staring death in the face, in the middle of the night, when a fit fills your mouth with vomit and you are lying in bed paralysed and suffocating.

like to be staring death in the face, in the middle of the night

However I'm done for today - I was supposed to write this on carers' day, four days ago. In fact, I had promised myself I would write a post, no matter how short, every single day.

 I'm a bit fucked in the head you see

I'm not doing very well. I'm a bit fucked in the head you see: not mentally ill, mentally disabled by a brain that didn't grow quite right.

Trapped in my own head with a fucked-up brain

It's a nightmare I can't wake up from. Trapped in my own head with a fucked-up brain that wants to kill me, just to ease its existential angst.

it is a battle I am shortly to loose.

It's a constant battle to stay alive, and I am utterly convinced it is a battle I am shortly to loose.

Have a nice day, y'all.

The Trial of Socrates - Part 665

That'll be £50,000 plus £50,000 Court Costs, Please

The Trial of Socrates continues its glacial progress at the High Court in London, with a procedural hearing on the first of December debuting the case before Master Ley.

A claim for £50,000 & a small shrubbery

Socrates is fighting a claim for £50,000, a small shrubbery and an Order laying responsibility for the content of the whole of teh Intawebs, squarely at his feet.

Expensive, posh and good

Fisher Meredith solicitors are instructing Matrix Chambers, the noted UK human rights law firm in leading the New Republic's defence team.

Socrates meanwhile, is still chained to his desk at the University's law library and is refusing to leave on account of “blatantly anachronistic and old fashioned Regulations barring litigants from permanent residency on University property”.

Fighting for the dignity and self respect of women 

He went on to say "Fighting for the dignity and self respect of women with what often is a dustbin diagnosis of Borderline Personality Disorder is well worth a two year legal battle and bankruptcy.

The Right of the British to satirise a Californian shrink

Furthermore the Right of the British, to satirise a Californian shrink, is not up for negotiation"

Dustbin diagnosis of Borderline Personality Disorder

Are you any good at benefit forms?

The Official Solicitor has therefore been engaged to take over all of Socrates' other responsibilities and all of the staff at the New Republic are looking forward to receiving editorial input  from him and his team.

The Trial of Socrates

In light of David Cameron's demand that court trials are televised, Mr Justice Algenon Q. Marbley-Warburtons-Thickly is caught practising his summing up in the trial of Palmatier vs The New Republic in the hope of becoming the first ever judicial winner of the X Factor.


Socrates appearing under his real name of Mr Norma St John-Scott is fighting a claim for £100,000, £20,000, a small shrubbery and a super-injunction that will prevent him from speaking to anyone at all, ever again.

Ms Barbara Streisand commenting from her eerie in Malibu remarked

I'll shout it out from the roof,

I'll give the papers proof...

In light of the workload of this court case the New Republic is currently on hiatus... However it is likely you will be able to follow the events in the Press and the blog-o-sphere... 

Minor Lolocaust - No Injuries

IN PRESS: TNR is busy working on boycotting the para-Olympics to protest at Atos' involvement in organising the pr show for teh Debenefitization of the Century.

Some Cold Hard Reality

Your voice steady, you tell them that if your benefits are cut you will kill yourself, that you are both in debt, barely scraping by, and that you would have no other option. You ask them not to take away the little dignity they have left you with - the ability to (barely) feed and clothe yourselves, to keep a roof over your heads.

Disabled Medic, Medical student + stick

Atos Healthcare Sackings

Anthony Treasure formally employed by Atos Healthcare.

Nurse Debbie Carr and admin worker Anthony Treasure are seeing life from the benefit scrounging scum perspective this evening, following their sacking from Atos Healthcare.

The pair were discovered on Facebook calling the sick and disabled “down and outs” and “parasitic wankers”.

The incidents were widely reported in the mainstream press and came shortly before the Government's de-benefitting boot-boys attempted to shut up a bunch of whining cripples by sending them threatening letters.


Source: DWP FoI Request Answer


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ATOS Healthcare - I AM SPARTACUS!

A five month old link to this post which appeared on Johnny Void's blog, The Void, sparked ATOS's attack on the CarerWatch forum. The Black Triangle community is invited to repost this piece and stand up and declare: I AM SPARTACUS!

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