I got into a pretty nasty discussion with someone who thought that “Freeing the poor from work to survive” was a brilliant idea, and who refused to account for the fact that poor people with nothing to do are more dangerous to themselves and others than a can of gasoline because the can doesn’t walk away and pour itself all over your porch.
Not to mention that poor people with nothing to do have a bad habit of getting all their exercise on a mattress when their home situation is such that they wouldn’t be allowed to adopt a stray kitten from my city’s animal shelter.
Charles Murray’s book “Coming Apart” and others on how we have a young adult generation now completely isolated socially from the middle and lower class - so they have no idea what it is like and are prone to assigning collective guilt for it - seems very apt.
Even among Gen X, I’m the exception of being middle class but working my way through high school and college. No one around me ever knew what it was like to be poor except maybe briefly during a divorce.