A torrid tale about Universal Credit.
The lady in question, Portuguese by nationality, is here in the UK. She worked on the streets – yes, that’s a euphemism – and was sending money back to her son and family at home.
She manages to get out of the game and on to benefits. And then? Well, given Brexit she needs to apply for settled status. Which involves forms, bureaucracy, lost documents and so on. The result?
It’s a disaster.
Everywhere I go I’m begging for food or a little money just to stay alive.
No one can live like this. So of course I started selling sex again.
Where I live now, sometimes you only get a fiver. Girls are so desperate they’re taking it out on each other.
I think we’d all agree that’s a bad result.
But where’s the fault here, the problem?
It’s not particularly Universal Credit after all. That settled status thing will apply to any welfare system given Brexit. It also not really Brexit at fault – sure, things will change as a result but the lady – yea, ladies of the night too – is eligible for welfare once the paperwork is sorted out.
So, it’s the paperwork, isn’t it? The drudge and inefficiency of having to relate and account to the British state.
Hmm. Which is something of a lesson, isn’t it? That the British state is incompetent to give out free money.
There’s a corollary to this too. The very same people who decry Universal Credit for these sorts of problems are the very ones who insist that the same British state must run ever more of the British economy. It’s not enough that it does healthcare, most education, it must also do all utilities, all transport, all education and so on.
How’s that going to work out when they’re not competent at handing out free money?