I managed to get hold of a copy of the West End Extra last night whilst visiting friends and dining out on the streets (soup kitchens) of London's famous West End. Flicking through to the letters page this morning I came across this wonderful letter, it’s so good that I just had to reproduce it on my blog and share it with others.
A young man comes to read my gas and electric meters, my “energy provider” sends me a bill and I pay by cheque. The company impose a cheque handling charge of £7.50 and stress that if I switched to Direct Debit I would save the same amount.
The capitalist free market insists that unlike the public sector, for example, it offers customers “choice”. What the company really means is that if all their “customers” were to switch to Direct Debit, they could sack the young man who reads my meters, plus the people who work at the payments centre outside London.
It seems that one half of capitalist Britain is creating imaginative jobs for life, for example, polishing the Mayor of London’s bike racks; while the other half is keen to downsize or even shift to a foreign country; where labour is cheap, there are no unions and one does not worry about health and safety rules.
I am an elder citizen but I am still “sticking to the union, sticking to the union ‘til the day I die”.
That’s my choice.