In the light of recent political developments, you are required to refocus your hatred on benefit claimants

DEAR angry patriots. We regret that certain unhelpful government polices mean that your rage and loathing must be recalibrated toward a new sector of society. 

I know. It seems only a short time since you were required to transfer your enmity from the EU to asylum seekers. And this isn’t because you didn’t do a fantastic job, because you did. Millions of people in this country now believe it is the only electoral issue.

But Labour, regrettably, have taken action on immigration. Harsh, inhumane and unnecessarily cruel action just as we favoured. So, while we promise never to lose focus on that menace, a new figure of hatred is required. Or should I say an old one?

Because today’s budget, which shall surely be Labour’s last, lifts the two-child cap on child benefit. Which means it’s time to concentrate your animosity on benefit claimants.

Freeloading scum! Workshy! Irresponsibly popping out brats so they can spend their free money from the state on booze and fags! Come on, you know this one. We all spent decades singing it!

Ignore that the filth you now despise are the same ones you were complaining went to the back of the housing queue last week. Gloss over Reform’s parliamentary seats also being the highest seats for benefits claims in the country. Logic is not your friend.

Brilliant work hating the small boats. You even hated the RNLI and we never dreamt you’d go so far. But political necessity demands those outdated resentments be left behind like so many dinghies on a Kent shore.

From today on, it’s all about your bone-deep detestation of the lazy benefit claimant. He’s who’s taking your hard-earned, he’s laughing at you, he’s why only the most right-wing possible government will do.

Thank you for your co-operation in advance.

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UK's traditional travelling milkshake salesmen dreading budget

MEMBERS of the country’s proud travelling milkshake trading community are not looking forward to today’s budget announcements, they have confirmed.

A fixture of British life for centuries, turning up on doorsteps with their age-old cry of ‘Shake, ma’am?’ served fresh from the foaming canisters on their backs, many feel the rising price of hotels, taxis and their staple product will kill their livelihoods.

Concerned salesman Martin Bishop said: “This could be it for us. The door-to-door milkshake vendor, of whom Shakespeare coined the phrase ‘the milk of human kindness’, wiped out.

“The UK was built on the backs of pioneering dairy-and-sugar entrepreneurs and this is how Rachel Reeves thanks us? At this rate even France will overtake us at flavoured-milk trading, which I never thought I’d live to see.”

Anxious merchant Susan Traherne said: “We’re such a fixture of British life, piping strawberry shake straight into the mouths of children, delighting communities, boosting tourism. Hard to imagine that could all vanish overnight.

“But make no mistake, we could soon be as distant a memory as the pub to-order while-you-wait sheep shearer or the open-plan office peanut salesman. Now so vanished that people don’t even remember they existed.

“So take a good, long look at us the next time we turn up at your door to show you the latest innovations in milk flavouring. It could well be the last.”