In the 1920's, soup kitchens served uncountable numbers of people able and willing to work, who couldn't find a job. Right or wrong, that's what the communities did, and in some cases some federally-funded programs did all that (I hope I got that right).
It actually set a bad precedent, because people learned there was an alternative to working for what you get. I wouldn't be surprised to see that this problem has existed in significant numbers only since that time, and that it has worsened since the 1960's when there was such a push to support those who weren't currently employed (and the by choice or not by choice definition diminishes to the point of nonexistence).
The idea that the commune supports all regardless of contribution is fatally flawed. Look at the records from Polish rebel/underground communities in WWII and you will find that everyone was expected to contribute something in return for communal support.
I wish people would have the backbone in this country to live up to their identity. Seventy years ago today, 3,000 people died and the nation was galvanized to mobilize. Nowadays, people don't get galvanized over anything. Their are no stiff upper lips or straight backbones, except in a very few. Somehow it's not cool to stand up and be counted as one who EARNS the food and the cash.
There are lots of photos of men and women in what we would think of as clothes suitable for an office setting, bent over in the fields and harvesting crops, from those days. Photos of guys in suits sweeping sidewalks. Photos of people in tatters of what used to be formal dress chasing down a boxcar to get to a job or run from a crime based on want. The point is that most, by a huge majority, were after only the basics as the bottom line. Not so, anymore, killing people for a bit of electronics or a car that would be ditched in a day or so, in the same neighborhood.
The character, you see, the backbone, that made Americans great at one time, is all but gone.
So people on the dole are no longer people to pity, but people to treat with distrust and in some cases, disdain, by the common man's measure.
Nevertheless, I have a collection of soups going someplace, one of the charities, before Christmas.