Sheeple.
Take from them what you will.
There are none strong enough to resist you and none better than you to judge you.
A slave has accepted his station but the man that would flee in the middle of the night without food or promise and only the clothes on his back and a wrathful master at his heels is not a slave; he is life's greatest lover of freedom. He turns his back on free housing, medicine and food so that he might savor every bitter moment of a man struggling to possess his own free end.
The world you see before you hates freedom. It burdens them, them resent it and they would take yours from you out of spite.
The only thing you owe them is what they demand: bondage in return for morsels; servitude in return for shacks; security in echange for cold, calculated, unfeeling government.
Give it to them and you will both be blessed.