Submit to ZOG and its satellite entities (they're 'private', you know. No handouts for them, you bum. Job creators too!). You agreed to it in the fine print. Anything else would be Luciferean (!). (Anyway, see what will happen if you don't.)
I agree though: the small souled bugman who obeys the Terms and Conditions to which he voluntarily 'agreed' with faceless monopolistic entities, pseudopods of the administrative-brutalistic state, merely in order to manouevre through the perfectly rational and ordered systems of modern life, such as airline travel - he is the culmination and paragon of the Enlightenment.
The Enlightened man is 'rational, understanding and cooperative' - in a word, compliant. Untroubled by a feeling of inner dignity, in him persists no remnant of ancient human feeling to bristle against the degradations of modern life. After all, he signed the contract - he has only himself to blame! He never draws a line, he never gets sick of it all, he has never 'had enough'. He accepts the fine print.
He smiles calmly through another day in the Kwa, assured that it is, necessarily, the best of all possible worlds.
As for me, I count my blessings, that I was born soon enough to see the final decades of the twentieth century, that golden age of cooperation when all men moved calmly and reasonably through an ordered society, guided by the texts of Legalese and Fine Print. Where is our rational Utopia now? Destroyed by Social Justice Warriors?! Or was there perhaps some fatal flaw in our plan - or, dare I say it: the small souled bugman?