If you worked on Henry Ford’s car assembly lines a century ago, his company inspectors could visit your home without warning to check the house was clean and your kids were going to school.
As the Depression took hold, you had to watch what you said in case it was overheard by spies that Ford’s private police force planted throughout the workforce to spot any hint of strikes or communist activity.
You knew the gun-toting head of that force imposed company rules so ruthlessly that, as historians would write, a ban on sitting down while on the factory floor meant that even if you got injured, staff doctors were expected to treat you while you stood, unless you had a wound that specifically involved a leg.
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