>FWIW, when I entered the workforce, my pay was $3.75 per hour.
Either you are young or you were working for your father.
In Washington State the minimum wage is around $9 but white people are still to good to do field work - especially on the Republican side of the mountains.
When I worked, in the fields with a hoe, my rate of pay from my father was what I put in my mouth at the supper table. It was the clothes on my back and the covers on my bed.
Interesting that you think I'm young. This OLDTIMER's first paycheck was written 46 years ago. My first job was at a sewing factory, doing reports on yardage used for each production run. Everyday when I returned from lunch break, I had to wipe the lint off the paperwork on my desk.
You had to play the race card again.
In the 1950's, when my father needed help to harvest his crops, all he had to do was put out the word to the community. On the designated day to start harvest, PEOPLE showed up to do the work. Race wasn't an issue. Young, old, white, black, people needing to put food on their tables worked together to earn their pay. Their pay was whatever the going rate, at the time, in our community. Parents of young children didn't separate them according to color. The rule was the older ones watched the younger ones, while parents worked.
Fast forward to the late 70's when my father had to quit farming due to health issues. By that time, it was almost impossible to find help to harvest his crops. Even though he kept up with the going rate for field work. Even though he also provided lunch and refreshments twice a day. Some who promised to work, wouldn't show up, even when he'd pick them up from their homes. Some who promised to work for the season wouldn't show up the second day. Or show up drunk from yesterday's pay. He had one that he caught deliberately damaging the crop he was being paid to harvest.
The final year he farmed, my brothers and I used our vacation time from our jobs so he'd have enough help for the harvest.
White and Black people were too good to do field work by then. Especially if the government would give them a handout to sit in the shade and watch others work for them.
And, before you label my father a "rich landowner" taking advantage of po folks. My father was a sharecropper, who barely made ends meet. Many of the people who were too good for field work lived in a far better lifestyle. Our home was a "sharecropper shack" with a johnny house out back. I have worn clothing that Mama made from feed sacks. I have eaten fatback and beans because that was all my parents could put on the table.
These old eyes have seen, first hand, what "entitlement", government rules, and union demands have done to both black and whites in this country by both Democrats and Republicans over the last 50+ years.