Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
Its not my problem and I shouldn't have to pay for it, (or put up with beggars while walking down the street.).
What if they can’t find a job?
That's what relatives are for, if they pissed them off or are too prideful to get help from them....tough noogies.
I imagine Palpatine would say let them starve to death.
My next door neighbor’s on disability, end stage heart failure, in Palpatine’s world she’d be shoved onto the sidewalk and told to find work or die.
Of course there’s always Zyklon B for those useless eaters that refuse to die...
Ed