I have been through the depression days/years of the 1930s. Our family of four used welfare hand outs several times. My brother, killed on Okinawa WWII and I a vet at one time only had the paltry earnings of my mother to live on when she could find work. I have seen desire for the good things in life turned into a grab fest for the indolent who seem to think/believe everybody owes them what is out in the world especially those electronic toys and tickets to movies and ballgames. I have been the receiver and a giver as to help to other persons and I do believe there are people deserving of help to get on with a no frills living but I have no feelings to give anything to the societal parasites.
I used to be freinds with someone who was “supposedly poor”, until they invited me to their house and I saw a lot of things they had were nicer than mine, I asked them where they got them, and they told me they bougt them at the ikea store and other places I don’t shop since I am fiscally responsible.
I asked them if they had come into money and they said their parents send them money, mind you this person collected welfare and food stamps and was not disabled. And their parents were sending them about 800 a month!!!
I let that friendship die from attrition...
If I had been in that situation, I would have been working for my food and banking that 800 dollars as a blessing in case of emergencies. Rather than becoming depedent on it.