A wake up call for the America Dream
Barbara Ehrenreich admits from the get go that her foray into the world of the working poor, chronicled in Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting By in America, isn't the same as actually living there. She knows the sanctuary of her secure middle-class life awaits, and she can return whenever she wants to. Her experience, therefore, lacks the true desperation of those who have no such means of escape. On the other hand, her knowledge of life outside the barely-above-minimum-wage world of Wal-Mart, of waitressing, of housekeeping and maid service labor, affords her a basis of comparison that the average retail sales associate, waitress, or nursing home aide may never have. With these advantages and disadvantages to accurate reportage, Ehrenreich brings unstinting honesty as the scales and achieves perfect balance. How accurate is her description of life on the down side? I can't speak for waitressing or motel housekeeping, but I spent thirteen months as a Wal-Mart associate and can testify that she nailed it. A perfect 10. From the dehumanization of drug testing and personality surveys, to the propaganda of orientation videos and Sam Walton posters by the break room, through the Wal-Mart cheer, discounts at the Radio Grill, CBLS, and zoning bras, I've been there and done it. I suspect her description of the other 'occupations' she worked at is every bit as accurate, and poignant. That she manages to make some truly horrible situations funny is a tribute not only to her writing, but to the people she worked with. Humor is the one thing they, too, get by on. If you can't laugh at the really bad stuff -- whether it's cleaning other people's toilets or not feeling free to use the toilet at work for fear of being accused of 'time theft' -- you go crazy. Reading Nickel and Dimed, I laughed, and I cried. I saw myself on her pages, but more often I saw the people I left behind when I, too, escaped. The saddest part about Nickel and Dimed is that the people who ought to read it probably won't. The people who think the poor are poor because they don't work (or because they want to be poor, as if anyone really believes that) will never pick up a book like this. It might make them uncomfortable, might make them realize that their comfort is one of the causes. Too many who do buy and read it already know how hard (impossible?) it is to live on $7 a hour, to find affordable decent housing, to assemble nutritious meals, to acquire dependable transportation so they can get to those $7-an-hour jobs on time and not be fired for tardiness. Poverty in the United States is still as invisible as it was when Michael Harrington wrote The Other America in 1962. That book sparked Lyndon Johnson's War on Poverty. Maybe Barbara Ehrenreich's Nickel and Dimed will spark a more peaceful and more successful assault.
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Overview
Our sharpest and most original social critic goes "undercover" as an unskilled worker to reveal the dark side of American prosperity.
Millions of Americans work full time, year round, for poverty-level wages. In 1998, Barbara Ehrenreich decided to join them. She was inspired in part by the rhetoric surrounding welfare reform, which promised that a job — any job — can be the ticket to a better life. But how does anyone survive, let alone prosper, on $6 an hour? To find out, Ehrenreich left her home, took the cheapest lodgings she could find, and accepted whatever jobs she was offered. Moving from Florida to Maine to Minnesota, she worked as a waitress, a ...