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March 17, 2008

And they don't even get diamond ratings

Recently, the Charlotte Observer ran a six-part series on poultry processing. It's a meticulous, horrifying account of people with few other options who are forced by economic circumstances to work in jobs where they are subject to almost certain physical debilitation, the frequent risk of serious injury, and exploitative overseers who treat them as less than human. They work grueling hours and are forbidden to take breaks at their own discretion, even to use the bathroom. Visiting doctors is strongly discouraged. Nearly half of these people are illegally trafficked into the country.

"Some speak out, but most of these workers just wanted to remain in the shadows," said Franco Ordoņez, one of the reporters. "It's just not worth it, considering how much they've already risked, to draw more attention to themselves -- even if they're hurt. They're like the perfect victims."

On the plus side, they earn several hundred dollars an hour.

Oh no, wait, they earn $7.89 — if the bosses don't cheat them, which they do. And time spent putting on safety equipment is off the clock.

I'm waiting patiently for Nicholas Kristof to call for banning chicken nuggets.

Posted by Daniel Radosh

Comments

"...forced by economic circumstances to work in jobs where they are subject to almost certain physical debilitation, the frequent risk of serious injury, and exploitative overseers who treat them as less than human."

Sounds like an entry level reporter's job.

How do you know they don't make several hundred an hour as you first facetiously suggest and then dismiss?

Any who also work as high-priced call girls would in fact be able to supplement their salaries nicely.

"In 2006, nationally, plant workers were hired on average at a rate of $7.89 per hour. The annual wage based on a 40 hour week averages $19,600."

What, you think 'cause it's a blog I just make stuff up?

Call the paltry pay poultry police!

Thanks for posting this. This is cruel, cruel shit -- not like an entry-level reporter job, Anon. You know, some jokes just fall flat.

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