I've worked all my life, from the age of 13 up to today(57). About 4.5 of those years, I got a green check from uncle for wearing a green suit and black boots. It was a pretty good exchange in all.
There has not been a day outside my armed forces service that I haven't been employed, or worked as a sole proprietor, making money for a corp, or myself, or both. Along the way, I got some letters after my name, and used them to some effect getting the younger generation ready to do the same.
Now, I don't crow about this cause I want any kind of recognition, it's what I did and do. I mention it because I can look back at some things in my past and now present that make a difference.
Thinking about the takers, consumers, and functional deadbeats(physically able to work, but too lazy/drunk/stoned) all segments of society agree that they have grown too large in the past 30-ish years. So, we have all these people, who contribute very little to the US membership as a whole, but still enjoy the benefits of a plasma tv so they can watch Springer, and have a Chevy in the garage, and the house/apt is air conditioned, and when they fall down drunk go to the same ER that I go to, and get to travel on the same comm planes I do, and there is this vast middle America out there that is sorely divided between those who work, and those who take. When you think of them, they are no longer bothered by their lack of contribution. For some, it's become the ghetto equivalent of 'getting one over' on the rest of us.
The revolution is coming. In a strange twist of history, this revolution won't come from the poor, the lazy, the itinerant, it will come from the contributors. We will meet the enemy, either on the floor of the HR/Senate, or we will meet them in the street. Frankly, I don't give much hope for the welfare class/lazy/deadbeat when the contributors get fed up with it. Once the breakdown of rules begins, that genie isn't going to go back in the bottle until there are quite a few necks being stretched.