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I can appreciate some people being OK with this. But being FORCED to give up your DNA some day can OPEN UP A HUNDRED 'PERSONALIZED' ATTACK VECTORS AGAINST YOUR BODY... https://www.theguardian.com/science/2022/mar/29/experts-push-for-genetic-testing-to-personalise-drug-prescriptions Genetic testing to predict how individuals will respond to common medicines should be implemented without delay to reduce the risk of side-effects and ensure that everyone is given the right drug at the right dose, experts have said. About 6.5% of UK hospital admissions are caused by adverse drug reactions, while most prescription medicines only work on 30% to 50% of people. A significant part of this is due to genetics: almost 99% of people carry at least one genetic variation that affects their response to certain drugs, including commonly prescribed painkillers, heart disease drugs and antidepressants. By the age of 70, about 90% of people are taking at least one of these medications.

NHS letter received today. "Diabetic Eye Screening" We recommend that you attend... Acompanying notice: important information about coronavirus (common cold)... Wearing a face covering. "In line with government 'ADVICE', when attending your appointment, you 'MUST' wear a face covering! "Mr & Mrs Johnson, welcome to YOUR new home (that you just purchased in full). And don't forget, the rent is due on the 3rd of the month. Enjoy your new home " I don't own a mask. I'll have to insist on one of those yellow NAZI stickers. With the pretty flower on. I'd love to here other's experiences of oxymorons & contradictions, fakery etc realised and experienced in this scandemic There are hundreds of them. Thousands.

Am not entirely sure where this topic should be posted, so have decided to start here. It's a personal issue I am seeking advice on, though am certain many other people are being similarly affected. A few years ago, due to unfortunate circumstances, I found myself homeless, so the local council kindly placed me in 'supported' accommodation; effectively a private tenancy managed by a national mental health charity organisation. Without employment, I had no means to pay the extortionately high rent costs, so the charity kindly helped me apply for social welfare benefits, to cover the rent and their wages. Having a roof over my head was certainly safer than living on the streets, but the environment was still dangerous. The building was unstaffed with a open door; the majority of tenants openly abusing drugs on a daily basis. I was robbed, victimised...one tenant even died while I was living there. During my stay, the support workers continually tried to get me to take medication, though I wouldn't accept it as I understood my dilemma to be socio-economic rather than 'mental'. However they did not want to listen this. On one occasion, when asked to attend a clinic, and querying the receptionist as to what the appointment was for, I asked her to turn her desk radio down, as the volume of Outkast singing "Sorry Miss Jackson..." was so loud I could barely hear my own thoughts, let alone ask her a question. Later that day I found a hand delivered envelope in my letter box from the NHS stating they do not tolerate abuse of their staff. That evening three mental health workers came knocking at my door with a prescription for anti-psychotics, signed by someone I had never even met, let alone had consultation with. I kept silent until eventually one of the workers whispered to his collogue "He's going to call the police on us" before slipping the prescription under my door and leaving. I had on many occasions stated to the organsation that I did not appreciate slips being passed under my door and that I have a mailbox for a reason. After two years on the council waiting list for a place of my own, I finally was rehoused at the start of the pandemic. With no access to services I spent the summer in an empty flat eating convenience store sandwiches and sleeping on the floor. This autumn the Salvation Army donated me a bed, kettle and microwave. A few weeks after the council kindly donated me a washing machine. Life is still unimaginaly isolating, with no access to work or support, and yesterday an important letter arrived. I had learned about the Freedom of Information act, and requested a copy of the report made when applying for social welfare for supported accommodation. In the letter, a woman I had never met, using information from a decade ago, had decided I had a "mental disease" and was a "threat to myself and others" if working, and that she saw "little improvement" for the future. A message of no hope for future work, partner, family etc. was not really the New Years wish I wanted from the DWP. Am currently attempting to ask my GP why someone with such a serious condition hasn't even been able to speak to his GP in over a year. Obviously I can go deeper into this, with connections as to how the government is using public money to outsource NHS work to private organisations for individual profit, but before I do just wanted to put this out here to voice my experience of the corrupt mental health system, and hopefully get some practical feedback to enable serious justice for myself and others.