“Great” Britain is a joke, a joke that stopped being funny along time ago, its a piss take! About nine months ago I was on Working Tax credits, I was receiving payments of working tax credit every week and receiving small payments from Google Adsense, Amazon, Create Space plus I was selling DVDs at local markets (an idea that led to me being harassed by the police in Birmingham, despite the fact I printed the law out from a government website which proved I was allowed “as the creator” of the video to sell with NO permission anyway I want including markets and door to door.)

The HMRC decided I was not earning enough to continue to claim self employment benefits (despite no cap being mentioned on their website and to the bafflement of Jobcentre staff.)

Without NO warning they stop all my benefits and leave me with just the money I was earning on-line to live on. I appeal against their decision that I am not entitled to working tax credit (because their own website shows that I “could be” entitled to working tax credits, as shown above) a process they tell me will only take two weeks.

Meanwhile I receive NO benefits. I have by now spent all of the money that I had managed to save before the HMRC’s massacre of my business and I am forced to live from family handouts. I have been FORCED to claim Universal Credit and I am still waiting for a payment as I have lived about six weeks waiting for an appeal that was only going to take two weeks with nothing. The delay came because of a change of address, I’m not sure why me moving house could or would delay an appeal this way but it did.

After about sixteen weeks with no money at all and an appeal still in progress and a loan of three hundred and eight pound sent to me (three hundred went to my rent) I finally receive a payment of £566 from universal credit again three hundred for rent.

To receive this money I have to be actively looking for work 35 hour a week! FORCED LABOUR. If I don’t obey their instructions I could receive a benefit sanction and have literally no money. No eating, electric, no gas and eventually no home.

I am surviving on £266 a month and have been for about five months. Today I wake up only to see a letter this letter is demanding the intimidate payment of £742 pound council tax.

They claim they have been trying to contact me but I have been ignoring them! How dare I ignore them?

Under my desk I have a pile of paper work. You would think I was a corporation with thousands of employees. Court documents, tax information, benefit forms, business receipts and information, letters from HMRC, DWP, UC and fuck knows who else. Just to exist in this hell hole the government are creating requires hours and hours of paper work and tons of money.

I have a message for the HMRC, DWP, UC, the government, Theresa May, the Royal’s, Boris Johnson in fact all Tories, Shropshire Council, Wolverhampton Council, the court which finally decided last week (about six months after I started the appeal) I am not entitled to self employment benefit, Jobcentre and who else it concerns; FUCK OFF PARASITES.

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