Trying to voice a tenant’s perspective on social housing is like shouting into a hurricane. I am expected to allow my ‘betters’ to settle my fateIt is terrifying to be a social tenant proper now. My default mood is a nasty,sickening mix of rage and fear. I absorb lost any voice beyond a tiny squeaking protest that is as ridiculous as it is inaudible, shouted pointlessly into a hurricane of noise made by giant landlords who need to define my life to maintain their lifestyles.
The debate this year is about which people will be allowed to rent in future. Landlords seem to be favouring those they describe as needy, or destitute and vulnerable.
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Source: theguardian.com