Things were good in my suburban home. There is this man named Henry Ford that figured out how to give unskilled workers jobs, something called the production line. Though my grandfather calls it deskilling. I don't know, but dad says that Mr. Ford is paying his workers five dollars an hour. Can you believe it, five dollars for one hour of work. Dad says that other manufactures will have to start paying that kind of wage or lose their workers to Michigan.
Mom and I went to the local merchant and saw this thing he called a washing Machine. He says it is all the rage, many of our own neighbors have been buying them. Mom was sad when he told her how much it was. Dad didn't work for Mr. Ford, she told the merchant. And I must say I have never seen a bigger grin on a man before. He told my mother that she could buy it on credit. Mom asked what credit was. He said that they shouldn't talk about money matters in front of the children. So he and mom went into the office. And the next thing I know is that some delivery men our pulling up into our driveway with that washing machine, and refrigerator, a new gas stove and a machine that you plugged in and made waffles in! When dad came home that night he looked mighty angry, but then mom told him about credit. I tried to listen to what she said, she said that you didn't need the money upfront anymore, that the merchant trusted you and would send a bill to pay over time. I wonder how much candy I could get on credit.
My father and grandfather had some men over and I heard them talking in the pallor. They were angry and scared. One man said that since Mr. Ford and taken the skilled labor jobs out of the hands of the craftsman, and now had managers that knew nothing about their own work, that more business began to follow suit. He said that the rich were getting richer and that we were stagnant. He said that we were no longer free, and that companies like JP Morgan were the ones actually calling the shots. My dad grunted and all the men were sullenly silent. They were scared. Someone then said the word Union, and they all laughed.2005
My husband and I decided that we no longer wanted to be renters. It was time to look into owning our new home. We had ok credit, nothing too horrid, and we were making ten dollars an hour. But the housing market seem to be perfect for us. This would be our biggest purchase ever. We were financed quickly, with a relatively low interest rate, and discovered that credit now flowed through our fingers. We bought a new washer and dryer, a new gas stove and refrigerator. I even got a new waffle iron while I was at it. The middle class was prospering and we felt good about our investments.
My husband works for a factory, and after a few years, and many raises we thought things were going just fine. Thank you Mr. Ford!
Dad says that Mr Hoover is now President, and he has vowed to abolish poverty. Dad says that the reason things aren't going so well is because of all the immigrants. They take all the jobs.
President Bush says that Illegal immigrants only take the jobs that we don't. Tell that to my husband that lost a promotion, or to my brother in law that can't get work as a drywaller.