Our rulers have always
found poverty a head-ache:
The timeless search
for the nice distinction
Between the deserving
and the undeserving poor,
The worldly-wise demand -
Their unvarying,
relentless meanness
Supported by
protestant virtues such as thrift,
And Diary of a Nobody self-help:
‘Neither a borrower
nor a lender be’;
‘Stand on your own two
feet’;
‘Charity begins at
home’;
‘You have to be cruel
to be kind’,
And so on and so on
and so on,
Right back to early
life nursery rhymes
(‘Hark! Hark! The dogs
do bark!
The beggars are coming
to town,
One in rags, one in
tags,
And one in a velvet
gown.’):
This is the convenient
ideology
That has kept us in
our place since Tudor times –
The whipping and
branding of vagabonds,
Beggars, tramps, in
Shakespeare’s England,
Sending them back to
the parish of their birth,
‘Kicked to and fro
like footballs in the wind’;
The benevolence of
Thomas Malthus:
If population
increases geometrically,
And food production
arithmetically,
Why! Starvation,
malnutrition, famine
And early death for
the lower orders
Should resolve that
imbalanced equation.
God bless the Reverend
Malthus!
(You are an ingrate,
Oliver Twist.)
The 1834 Poor Law
Amendment Act,
Banning outdoor
relief, dividing families
Into workhouse wings,
where ‘less eligibility’
Made
conditions inside the workhouse
Worse
than the worst paid job outside;
And now? Once more, we
see the old, old story:
The criminalization of
the poor,
The apotheosis of
charity;
‘Prosecutions for
begging rise 70%’,
Said the headline in
the Guardian,
Whilst a letter told a
Black Friday tale:
‘Shoppers … were
buttonholed by assertive volunteers
and urged to give
donations to the local food bank.
Lists thrust …
requested tins and packets’
In a rewrite of A
Christmas Carol;
At this time of the
year, when tradition dominates discourse,
Together with its
other side of the coin –
Modernity and
Americanization,
It’s no bad thing to
remember the traditions of the Left:
‘Parity not Charity’,
Is a reasonable discourse,
Whenever one is charitable,
In this hugger-chugger
world in which we live,
Where Ebenezer Scrooge
walks arm in arm with Uncle Sam.
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