Mr Quiet

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Mr Quiet was angry.

Quietly angry, because he was A Quiet Man, but very angry.

He was angry that people laughed at him. They shouldn’t laugh at him. He was important. He had once been the Leader.

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And now, these two young whippersnappers had taken his place. And they laughed at him. They bullied him. They laughed at him because he was too old. They laughed at him because he didn’t go to the Right School – though he’d been tempted to write that he went to the Right School on his CV. They even said that he wasn’t clever enough. It wasn’t fair!

And who were they? Yes, they went to the Right Schools, and the Right Universities. Yes, they had shiny dark hair. Lots of it. Much more than Mr Quiet. They were like those two young comedians, Dick and Dom, was it? No, Ant and Dec. That was it. And yes, one of them was the Prime Minister, but he shouldn’t have been. Mr Quiet should have been. If Mr Quiet had been leader, they would have won that election, and won it properly.

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So Mr Quiet was angry. Seething.

So what could Mr Quiet do? Could he fight back? Could he make people understand how Great he was? It was hard. And yet he did have a way out. He may not have gone to the Right School, but he knew how the Right Schools worked. He understood about Bullying. He knew the Right thing to do when you are bullied.

That’s right. Find someone weaker, so you can be the bully, not the one who is bullied. So Mr Quiet looked around.

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Who could he bully? He looked around very carefully, until he found the right people. People who were sick. People who had disabilities. The most vulnerable people he could find.

Mr Quiet smiled. They were perfect. They wouldn’t be able to fight back. They wouldn’t be able to defend themselves. He could blame them for everything. He would be Strong.

He had been humiliated – so he wanted to humiliate someone else in return.

So that’s what Mr Quiet did. Every time something went wrong, he blamed them. Every time he was angry, he found a new way to punish them. He punished them for being sick. He punished them for having disabilities. And he was angry a lot…

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He didn’t want them to have places to live that helped them with their disabilities or sickness. So he brought in the Bedroom Tax, so many of them couldn’t afford to stay in their homes. He didn’t mind that it didn’t even save any money, so long as it made him feel strong.

He wanted to humiliate them more, so he asked his friends at ATOS to find a way to test them again and again and again, and belittle the difficulties they have in finding jobs that they can do – and punish them even more. He didn’t mind that the tests were very often wrong. That didn’t matter to Mr Quiet.

He didn’t care that this was so horrible for some of them that they even died. Oh no. That didn’t matter. Just so long as Mr Quiet felt vindicated. Just so long as Mr Quiet felt strong.

But somehow it was never enough. It still isn’t, but he keeps on doing it. He will until he is stopped.

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Art by @KaiserofCrisps, words by @paulbernalUK

Sorry for the darkness…. but there’s little humour to be found in what Mr Quiet is doing. It’s just plain nasty. I would like there to be a happy ending too, but with Mr Quiet in place it’s hard to see.

22 thoughts on “Mr Quiet

  1. Seen the latest wrinkle, as detailed in Private Eye? If you appeal against a benefits decision, they stop all your benefits while they consider it. Which could take months. In the meantime, you starve and lose your home.

    Or is it a plot to stop people appealing? After all, 40% of appeals are successful.

  2. Spot on, IDS is also a sociapath who in another life would have tortured children to get information on their parents. He has absolutely no humanity in him, a man born without a conscience.

  3. Excellent Blog. It deserved a wider audience so I hope you don’t mind me posting it on my Newsfeed. As a disabled, gay, single man (I tick all the boxes except non-white) I am appalled at what this man has done. The fact he is from my city of Edinburgh .makes it all the worse! I promise you …. the majority of us are NOT like that prick! ..

  4. I used to sign in as a student in the early 1980s and recall a system ghat seemed designed to belittle you. And yet ……….you signed on once a week in a draughty decrepit DHSS building and took a way a Giro cheque to cash at the Post Office where you could be sure of disapproving looks. Then in 2012 I was briefly unemployed again. this time I signed on once a fortnight in a pleasant light and airy building where you were called a customer and your money was paid directly into your bank. Isn’t that nice? But if I had the choice it would be 1981 every time……, seriously

    http://theviewfromlightwoodspark.wordpress.com/2013/03/24/food-for-thought/

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