This Developed Nation?

In this Developed Nation, a 19 year old woman sleeps in a bag in a door way. In this Developed Nation, a working family of four relies on the local food bank. In this Developed Nation, grandmothers live on a pittance and die lonely. In this Developed Nation, my friends use drugs to fill a spiritual chasm. In this Developed Nation, stateless refugees are kept in cages while processed. In this Developed Nation, slave labour is abolished, but persists. In this Developed Nation, the media patronizes and panders to the lowest common denominator. In this Developed Nation, the unscrupulous employers bulldoze workers rights. In this Developed Nation, the population is kept divided and ineffective. In this Developed Nation, ‘I’m not a racist...but...’ In this Developed Nation, black people are stop/searched nine times more than whites. In this Developed Nation, under four percent of rape reports end in conviction. In this Developed Nation, seventeen percent of adults take anti-depressants. In this Developed Nation, suicide is the biggest killer of men under fifty. In this Developed Nation, children cut themselves to relieve pain. In this Developed Nation, I’m a snowflake if I care. What has this Nation Developed into?

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