Mungo’s are also urging people to send unwanted Christmas toiletries to them to distribute amongst the unwashed hordes. At least they can drink the aftershave if they get desperate.
In their Christmas newsletter they discuss begging:
“we would rather not tell you what you should or should not do. What we can do is help you make an informed decision. Obviously this is easier said than done when confronted by someone in such desperate need. The pertinent question to ask yourself in this situation is: In desperate need of what?”
They then go on to warn the hard working families and decent folk that the money will be spent on DRUGS! St Mungos don’t like people getting high at Christmas, unless it’s their staff on the piss at one of the many homeless industry parties that happen over the festive season (clients are not invited, homeless people aren’t allowed booze either).
Much like Thamesreach, another charity who are campaigning to raise the price of Special Brew, Mungo’s think that life should be made as hard as possible for folk on the street. This Leninist thinking assumes that people are on the street out of choice … they can’t quite believe that anyone would be forced to sleep rough, not with all the counsellors, support workers and employment training schemes they offer.
The shortage of hostel beds and council housing, as well as the inherent danger and discomfort of many of the hostels they themselves operate, is a matter that is rarely raised in Mungo’s boardrooms.
Fact is Thamesreach and Mungo’s are so dependent on the state and local councils for funding that they are effectively an arm of government these days. Targets, staff salaries and flashy ad campaigns are way more important than giving homeless people what they need – houses and … wait for it … more money.
It also completely by-passes the minds of the middle management types running these organisations that on a wider level homelessness is an economic problem and one born out of the political system we live under.
Yes folks, capitalism’s the problem, a system that puts profit before life and the needs of the bosses above the needs of the people.
Capitalism depends on a mass labour force, prepared to do shite jobs for peanuts to keep the business owners in their life of luxury. But some people will refuse or be unable to work in a McJob for a minimum wage.
These troublesome individuals won’t or can’t play the game, and they must be punished and placated at the same time.
So they get bribed off with meagre benefit payments, not enough to live on, but enough to stop the mob getting too troublesome. Those out there who whinge about dole scroungers should remember one thing, the benefit system is there to protect the rich not the poor, ‘cos without our giros we’d be coming for yer homes.
But the benefit system is also a trap, forcing people to beg, steal, hustle or cheat for a few extra pounds to make life bearable. That’s when the state gets to come down hard and spend some real tax payer’s cash on prisons, courts, coppers, social workers and fucking stupid and spiteful campaigns like the one mentioned above.
So for all Mungo’s bleeding hearts and tough love until they learn one fundamental truth they will continue to flounder in the dark and make crass pronouncements on how vulnerable people should be helped (controlled).
And that fact is that you cannot reform capitalism and turn it into some fluffy fucking utopia where the needs of all are met. Capitalism depends on exploitation, those who refuse to be exploited will be condemned to have shit lives, at least if the state get their way.
This creates both a warning to the rest and an excuse for authoritarian controls, not to mention a niche industry for charities and increasingly profit driven social enterprises.
So we say give a beggar a quid or two in the New Year or join us on the barricades until we overthrow these bastards, because you won’t find an ethical solution to this problem with the like of St Mungo’s.
and that folks is a rare political rant from the void to usher in the New Year, which we hope is a happy one … for most of you.