There is a dearth of paid employment at present, you may have heard. I stand aghast as I witness this employment disaster cutting a swathe through the ranks of respectable, clever, talented and hard working people, what a waste.
Now, given the lack of freelance work for my peculiar skills, and against my better judgement I have taken the first steps to signing on and claiming a refund on that tax I've paid over the years.
Always inclined to use technology first I was pleased that I could complete a Job Seekers Allowance application form online this morning - so far so good, painless even. I had taken the precaution of conducting some web research into Job Centres; both Ciao and Dooyoo have a number of amusing and rather frightening reviews of the back to work service available from the state. Having never been unemployed before, the prospect of "signing on the dole" is pretty terrifying, I take little solace that i'll be in good company as daily more of my fellow citizens are faced with the same propect. I'll keep you updated here on my progressing public humiliation as I work my way through the Job Centre/Unemployment meat grinder...
Incidentally why do the press and politicians avoid using the word Depression?
Spin perchance? cycnical old me; even the BBC has a whole indice dedicated to it, albeit they use the more innocent sounding "downturn", rather than the D word.
Because a depression is what it is. Depression is the correct word, literally and emotionally it encapsulates perfectly the state we're in, a country that is paying the price of hubris in Government - a ruling party that took the credit for a boom, a patently ridiculous claim and as stupifying as Michael Jackson's (pictured below) claims that "he has not had surgery".
"No more boom and bust", "Saved the world" - Really? thanks a fuckin' lot Labour...