I love Bob's insistence that middle America just needs to suck it up and live without a job and take the handouts. As though there is no psychologically fulfilling component to work. People who go too long without doing anything useful spiral into mental health quagmires for a reason. I mean, look at Bob's feed, it's a pretty good indicator of the kind of damaging effect not contributing anything of worth can have on someone.
I know, I know, far be it from me to suggest that the guy who spends hours upon hours a day manthreading the same increasingly incoherent ramblings about BEING ROBBED OF MUH SUPERIOR FUTURE BY KNUCKLE DRAGGERS and how he's going to KEEP WORKING TOWARDS THAT SUPERIOR FUTURE (from his brother's basement by rambling about movies?) multiple times a day like it's some kind of religious rite might not be in the soundest state of mind.
Bob's dream society is one where the only capital is intellectual capital and all the other jobs that require the kind of capital coincidentally held by the kind of people who probably kicked his ass in high school will be rendered moot. Bob doesn't really want a superior future, what he wants a power fantasy where the people he deems not deserving to live well cede their autonomy and are entirely dependent on an intellectual upperclass, (which he imagines he'll be a part of) for their livelihoods. He wants the people he's resented his whole life to finally have to come on their hands and knees for their meager allowance while he get's elevated as a god king for making an End of the Year Top 10 List or a shitty video about
Pixels which he seems to believe is the kind of work intellectual rigor produces.