I recommend anyone nostalgic for the factory jobs of the 1970s to watch the movie “Blue Collar”.
The frustrating thing about nostalgia is that it’s got you pining for the rotten deals of yesteryear instead of organizing for a less-shitty sandwich next year.
I don’t think there writer is really nostalgic for factory work, labor was already in decline by then, but it did allow a middle class to buy homes and have pensions. There aren’t any entry level jobs that offer that three days, and we’re still trading our bodies for money in similar ways (Amazon warehouses, door dashing, forgoing health and dental because of costs, etc).
I recommend anyone nostalgic for the factory jobs of the 1970s to watch the movie “Blue Collar”.
The frustrating thing about nostalgia is that it’s got you pining for the rotten deals of yesteryear instead of organizing for a less-shitty sandwich next year.
I don’t think there writer is really nostalgic for factory work, labor was already in decline by then, but it did allow a middle class to buy homes and have pensions. There aren’t any entry level jobs that offer that three days, and we’re still trading our bodies for money in similar ways (Amazon warehouses, door dashing, forgoing health and dental because of costs, etc).