Back To The Workhouse

There’s a semi derelict bus depot in Blackburn town center that could be brought back to life as a charity and recycling center. Up to 10 homeless people would live there under supervision.

The garage was closed in 2011. It was then bought by Blackburn and Darwen Council and now the borough is set on selling it to a Lancashire based charity, which aids to marginalize people back into the stable, and independent living. The charity’s associated social enterprise will run the site as a recycling center for scrap metal items.


Not far from where David Cameron went to school at Eton, there used to stand a workhouse for the misfortunate poor in Victorian England. Husbands and wives were separated from one another, as well as mothers from their children.

David Cameron

When Elizabeth Wyse tried to spend the night with her daughter on Christmas Day 1840, the workhouse director hauled her from the room, and shut her away in the workhouse cage, and left her in solitary confinement with no coat, no bedding, straw, and no chamber pot for 24 hours.

The following morning, she was dished up her fellow inmates stale gruel before being sent back to her unclean cage to clean it, with her hands.

The Victorians disliked the poor, and at the Andover workhouse in Hampshire, a single adult female with illegitimate children was driven to wear a yellow stripe across their robes if they wanted to eat. Adolescent boys were sent out to work in the tanneries, and were so famished, they had to eat on decaying bones, and putrid horse flesh to exist.


The cuts that we see in today’s Britain, and on our public services might not send us back to the toughest days of the 19th century, however, David Cameron and George Osborne’s newfangled welfare state stinks of the 1800’s. To the Victorians, the poor deserved to be assisted, however, almost were doomed to the workhouse. These were the rules behind the workhouse because the conditions had to be so appalling that the needy would put themselves through any indignity, sooner than search help from the state.

It genuinely wasn’t much fun for Oliver Twist, because the workhouse wasn’t the only misery. The refusal to determine the free market meant that housing conditions were unhealthy, education was hopeless, air pollution was pernicious, and safety in the workplace a laugh.


Accidents happened to operatives who worked in rooms jammed full of machinery. The most usual trauma was the loss of a joint of the finger, and some would not only see numerous cripples, but also a great deal of workers who had lost the whole appendage.

It was thought back then that the poor were unemployed because they were just merely work-shy, and that children were born out of marriage because their parents were sinful. That drinking and depression were lifestyle options, and that uncleanliness was the wares of immorality and not poorness.

It seems that much has altered then…

The only divergence is that then the Victorians really thought it all to be true, now our government knows it’s not true, however, they allegedly entertain themselves with this sport inside their fraternity, whilst they make the poor fair game. Their power gives them that air of self-assurance, and they appear to be adept at whatever they do, but as they blunder about, fumbling from one victim to another, they play a game that is archaic and hostile.


All their statistics are contradictory, and it’s in utter disarray, however, that seems to be fine inside our government, but it’s not, it’s unacceptable, particularly when it involves poverty-stricken human lives. The state of this nation is shameful, and people of this country are now being considered as second-class citizens.

There are no indulgences any longer, and the human race has become a motive for a much larger design. We can’t see it yet, however, it’s been in front of our very eyes for many years, as the government maneuvers us, so that they can pull the wool over our very eyes. We are simply sheep herders that are being chaperoned along like fools by the so called brilliance of our government.

We are not fools, and some of us are not unfamiliar with what is really going on in our country, the same as it’s not inconceivable to stop what is going on, even though at the moment things appear intolerable, however, we are not inferior human beings, and as a community we can make this a better place, so long as we don’t carry on being sheep.

For access to unemployment benefit, to utilize the NHS, and claim Child Benefit, does not mean to say that you are monkeying around with the system. It signifies that the country can help out when times get hard, because it’s a worthwhile investment in our health care, education, and care for the future of this nation.


Now, that visual sense of community and citizenship is being sabotaged because no one is in favor of benefit cheats or incapacity loafers, however, cutting Child Benefit, cutting down social housing, and undermining the NHS is favorable, and could in fact take us back to the Victorian values.

We have civilized ourselves since the 19th century, and there is no call for David Cameron to take us back to the ethos of the Eton workhouse.

Published by Angela Lloyd

My vision on life is pretty broad, therefore I like to address specific subjects that intrigue me. Therefore I really appreciate the world of politics, though I have no actual views on who I will vote for, that I will not tell you, so please do not ask! I am like an observation station when it comes to writing, and I simply take the news and make it my own. I have no expectations, I simply love to write, and I know this seems really odd, but I don't get paid for it, I really like what I do and since I am never under any pressure, I constantly find that I write much better, rather than being blanketed under masses of paperwork and articles that I am on a deadline to complete. The chances are, that whilst all other journalists are out there, ripping their hair out, attempting to get their articles completed, I'm simply rambling along at my convenience creating my perfect piece. I guess it must look pretty unpleasant to some of you that I work for nothing, perhaps even brutal. Perhaps I have an obvious disregard for authority, I have no idea, but I would sooner be working for myself, than under somebody else, excuse the pun! Small I maybe, but substantial I will become, eventually. My desk is the most chaotic mess, though surprisingly I know where everything is, and I think that I would be quite unsuited for a desk job. My views on matters vary and I am extremely open-minded to the stuff that I write about, but what I write about is the truth and getting it out there, because the people must be acquainted. Though I am quite entertained by what goes on in the world. My spotlight is mostly to do with politics, though I do write other material as well, but it's essentially politics that I am involved in, and I tend to concentrate my attention on that, however, information is essential. If you have information the possibilities are endless because you are only limited by your own imagination...

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