Dear Mr. Jones,

Andrew – can I appeal to you as a person not as an MP. I would question why you, Andrew Jones, would vote to decrease the welfare of a severely disabled adult by what is our weekly expenditure for the food shop. I am not appealing to you as a politician – I am trying to appeal to you as a man. You held yourself as a man of promise, Andrew, but the promises never materialized.

I like how you have consistently voted for the equal rights of same-sex couples. Good on you – not bad. Now try working on that compassion and try and help the disabled – the people who are most vulnerable in society.

Before people are classed as disabled they have been to see countless medical specialists, been signed off work by a DWP officer and then suffer the humiliation of being called a liar and told to re-apply through ATOS. Yes, I am peeved that me and my wife have to choose between heating and eating now – but, please, do not take any more of our dignity. I appreciate that there will soon be sweeping reform to try and get the vulnerable back in to work – but, golden carrot or birch rod if you are too ill to work you are too ill to work.

It is bad enough that the Conservative party pandered to the moderate-right of the Nation when they were seeking power by saying We will do something about the Disabled Problem.” As if denying our suffering and the prejudices that we encounter daily. Thanks to the policies that you voted for, Andrew Jones, I feel like I am the victim of a witch hunt. Allow me to give you a bit of background information:

I was a promising student at the University of Plymouth – whilst out in the rain forests of Borneo, researching seed dispersal, I had a reaction to the anti-malaria medication I had been prescribed. My brain damage has been diagnosed a schizo-affective disorder – a phasic illness that renders sustainable work impossible. If I had the health, yes, I would work – but being house-bound most of the week means I cannot go to a Remploy factory that you voted to close down in your last office. I am trying to work as a part time freelancer. Even though this work is starting to prove detrimental to my health.

All you disabled people do is sit on your arses watching Daytime Telly” – say a lot of the town. How could you pander to the blood lust of the masses for the money of the vulnerable? I know, it beggars belief when it is spelt out like that but that is the case, Andrew Jones. People are DYING because of the reforms you have voted for. History will be the judge of you (either that or the Hague).


Andrew Backhouse is a Yorkshire-based artist working with time-based media and digital collage. He is a self-confessed radio geek and he hopes to share his wonder. He also wants to share his naivety and enthusiasm for finding something interesting. Henri Chopin, AGF, and RuPaul influence Andrew’s artistic enquiry. Documenting “The new shiny thing,” Andrew tries to share his excitement for it. But, he also asks about its authenticity and worth.

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