There's always been a part of me that says what I do isn't quite real work. The real thing is physically tough, leaving you worn down at the day's end. And for the real thing you need a union to protect you.
Today's story about a guy dying of heat exhaustion in a factory in Memphis reminded me of this. I suppose I'm expressing a sort of prejudice in my almost atavistic distrust of so-called management, but the older I get the more I know my instincts are founded in an unappealing reality. Since 2011, there have been 436 work-related deaths caused by environmental heat exposure, according to the US Bureau of Labor Statistics. And that's in a nation in which workers are accorded some basic protections. Or so they say.
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