Fiddler's Green

Those groovy Lords so funky in their regal robes, scrapped the governments plans to slap a cap on benefits. They wanted it capped at £26,000 a year. Ye Gods! Oh but how the oceans of time have changed. Poverty would seem to have disappeared completely if a state can afford to hand out all this loot to the jobless. What possible incentive is there to find work if handouts are this high? The lead swingers must be laughing into their white ciders and Lambert & Butlers. Fine scrounging this eve my dears, lets all down tools and do bugger all!
A country must look after it vulnerable, this is the chore of humanity and should always be thus, but by golly when you are giving people well over the minimum wage its all kinds of EPIC FAIL. Whereas the children of yesterday were brought up to know that a days work gave you pride and dignity, todays little urchins will see that sitting on ones arse as the height of acheivement.
This path leads to ruin I tell thee! Total ruin. The fires of ambition will die, the seas of success will become a dry bed of misery and failure, children will grow cold at night as the light slips from the country like the spirit of a dying man. Oh woe that once great Britain, where honour reigned, now do shallow pools of sloth.
You think me overly dramatic? Not a chance. You'll see, you'll all see!

** As if to enforce my prediction The Independent newspaper has an article reporing that Brits are becoming less honest and and fears of an 'integrity crisis' have arisen. For instance lying, having flings, drink driving, underage sex and buying stolen goods are all more acceptable than they were a decade ago.
This all ties in to the social chaos brought about by lazy arsedness. You'll all see!