DUmmies remind me of some people I've known and their fantasies of winning the lottery. They go to the store every Friday and buy those tickets, playing the same numbers each time, knowing in their hearts that one day they will hit that jackpot. No question of if, it's just when. Because of that, they just kind of lay back and watch the world go by and dream of how they'll spend it, never worrying about how they could improve their lives in the interim.
So it is with DUmmies, except the weekly trip to the grocery store is replaced with the bi-annual trip to the polls and the ticket is whatever pandering class warrior they get duped into voting for. Then they, too, kick back and wait for that big entitlement bonanza that'll put them on Easy Street for the rest of their lives. When their ticket turns out to be a dud, they may play the same one the next round or they may try some new numbers, but the odds remain the same.
It's a pathetically self-deluding outlook, but I think I respect the former group more. At least they have a sort of cockeyed optimism whereas the DUmmies bellow out in bitter rage when their numbers don't come in. They don't just expect the winnings, they demand them, and if it means robbing from someone else then so be it.