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The Exploiters and the Exploited
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"Youmustgivehimajob,here,atthemills—butanice,cleanjob,ofcourse,withadeskandanofficeandadecentsalary,wherehewouldn’thavetobeamongyourdaylaborersandyoursmellyfurnaces."
Heknewthathewashearingit;hecouldnotmakehimselfbelieveit."Mother,you’renotserious."
"Icertainlyam.Ihappentoknowthatthat’swhathewants,onlyhe’stooproudtoaskyouforit.Butifyouofferittohimandmakeitlooklikeit’syouwho’reaskinghimafavor—why,Iknowhe’dbehappytotakeit.That’swhyIhadtocomeheretotalktoyou—sohewouldn’tguessthatIputyouuptoit."
Itwasnotinthenatureofhisconsciousnesstounderstandthenatureofthethingshewashearing.Asinglethoughtcutthroughhismindlikeaspotlight,makinghimunabletoconceivehowanyeyescouldmissit.Thethoughtbrokeoutofhimasacryofbewilderment:"Butheknowsnothingaboutthesteelbusiness!"
"Whathasthatgottodowithit?Heneedsajob."
"Buthecouldn’tdothework."
"Heneedstogainself-confidenceandtofeelimportant."
"Buthewouldn’tbeanygoodwhatever."
"Heneedstofeelthathe’swanted."
"Here?WhatcouldIwanthimfor?"
"Youhireplentyofstrangers."
"Ihiremenwhoproduce.
