Metro is following in the footsteps of the Daily Mail. They managed to find one of the 190 families in Britain who have more than 10 children and are merrily letting the commenters bash her. The lady in question is on benefits and apparently wants NHS to help her have her 11th child.
The comments range from “if you cannot afford them, don’t have them” to highly vulgar remarks on the state of her genitals. Bring on the benefit cap, they say. She lives on £21k a year and her partner works. I wish they talked about her expenses: her weekly shopping could probably stock a small corner shop. Her four bedroom house is meant to accommodate so many people. However, if you really think she is so well off, there’s nothing stopping you doing the same thing.
Ms Heaton, 44, insisted she would not take a job because the loss of benefits would leave the family worse off.
That is a fact – if you have any dependants, whether children or a disabled partner, you are quite likely to be better off on benefits than in a poorly paid job. Not even tax credits will make it up to you. Any pay rise you get will effectively be wiped out when your benefits are limited as the result of it. So no matter how hard you work and try to get out of the benefit trap, the sand is always thrown in your eyes. Life on benefits or on minimum wage is a daily struggle so it’s hard to be “patriotic” and prepare to take further cuts in your income. The solution, therefore, is not limiting the benefits but increasing the minimum wage so that people in work are lifted out of poverty and they see the difference between benefits and wages.
What the “discusted” readers are forgetting is that a benefit cap will unfairly punish the children. It’s not their fault that they were born in such conditions (and not, let’s say in IDS’s cushy pad). The wee ones look like sweet kids but how long until they are bullied about their family situation? Let’s not fuel the fire.
It makes me wonder why do these “controversial” families choose to be interviewed by newspapers at all. I would not want my life splattered across the pages for the enjoyment of the masses who would probably gladly attend public executions for the sheer joy of it.