The sour joke that is Disability Living Allowance
I’ve had a letter rejecting me for all components of Disability Living Allowance. I now have to go back to see the nice chap at the Citizens Advice Bureau, and lodge an appeal. Again, the premise outlined in the letter seems to be that you only get it if you have no arms, no legs, cannot feed yourself, clothe yourself, or anything else. Not having a head is also helpful. People in comas on life support can’t apply, so I guess this approach saves a lot of money that can be better spent on blowing up Iraqi civilians.
Having to appeal is standard. It’s an outrage how DLA is administered, but of course people don’t give a damn unless they themselves are disabled, have friends or family who are disabled, or work with the disabled. Politicians know this, love it, and work with it when drawing up grand plans for how they’re going to spend the nation’s money.
tags: benefits, disability, Disability Living Allowance, entitlements, rights
