A place of despair that belongs in the dark ages.

 

yesterday i was suppose to sign on at this job centre. i couldn;t due to tamar crossing troubles. again i looked on indeed for work this morning . a task which i know that know others are probably doing aswell. it that whats really hurts and gets into your spine. In truth nowhere is paradise when we still have places like this in the world. of course jobs is the answer but again the same old chestnut is how can people with life-long limited abilities be welcomed without  any conditions attached into the job-market?. of course people do not live forever and will become old and then who pays their pensions if the workplace has become permanently excluded from them?