From The Spectator:
The Social Security office in Detroit is a dispiriting place done up in industrial grays. It is filled with the long, glum faces of those who molder in the bowels of the federal bureaucracy waiting for some faceless bureaucrat to help them. ...
Into this purgatory enters Gus Malone, a raggedy 52-year-old homeless man, along with his invisible dog Timmy. Gus parades Timmy up and down the gray carpet of the waiting room as if it were the competition floor of the Westminster Kennel Club. ...
Here, Gus casts a sideways glance up at the government clerk who is sitting behind the bulletproof glass, wanting to be sure she is taking all this in. But it appears that imaginary dogs are as common at the Social Security office as daffodils in spring. The bureaucrat bats not an eyelash at the dog who is not there.
Gus has come to the Detroit office to file a disability claim with the federal government, hoping to hit the jackpot of all jackpots — $771 a month, every month, for the rest of his natural-born days.
Gus then admits that there really is no Timmy. It is a ruse that he characterizes as ‘playing crazy’. The invisible-dog bit may be the dollop of perceived schizophrenia that will fast-track his application directly to the top of the ‘approved’ basket. ...
For all the electronic chatter about the comeback of Detroit, it is hard to see it here at the Social Security office, miles from the refurbished office towers of downtown where the artificial beach, deck chairs and outdoor cocktail stands have become something of a surrogate Puerto Vallarta for the skinny-jeaned millennials who work the cubicles there. ...
The Motor City is hardly alone. Nationwide, more than 8.5 million people of working age collect a federal disability check. The phenomenon has been dubbed the ‘disability-industrial complex’. Consider: more is paid for federal disability claims than for welfare and food stamps combined. It is into this army of have-nots that Gus hopes to enlist. ...A few thoughts:
- I guess Gus is real but I've seen a few contrived psychiatric disability claims but I don't think that I've ever seen one as ridiculously contrived as the one described here.
- It's actually quite difficult to get Social Security disability based upon psychiatric illness. It's almost impossible to get a claim approved if the claimant isn't receiving active treatment.
- What are the odds that Gus will be willing to see a psychiatrist for treatment even once, much less on a regular basis?
- What are the odds that Gus could fool a psychiatric professional for a minute? I'll answer that one since I may have some readers who have less than no knowledge of psychiatry. The answer is NO!
- Assuming Gus is real, he really may have serious psychiatric illness; just not the sort of thing he's acting out. There are "gild the lily" claimants who are quite ill but who add a layer of contrivance on top that makes it harder to get them approved. Factitious disorder is itself a real psychiatric illness.
- My experience is that the vast majority of homeless people have serious psychiatric problems. Sometimes, it's substance abuse that won't qualify for disability benefits but mostly it's other problems.