We view them with a sense of pity because we are trained to see them that way. Or, we believe they got there through some fault of their own or that they are just tricking us into giving them our hard-earned cash without working for it. Or, we regard them as drug addicts, which makes us hesitant to provide them with money. ‘They will just spend it on alcohol’, we say before going home and drinking a bottle of 2016 Cabernet Sauvignon with the fire cranked up full and the latest Sony curved screen double plasma jack in the box fuckface ninety-inch bollock television spewing forth the latest episode of whatever cuntfest reality show we are currently watching.