Skilled Labor Isn't Cheap Quotes

One of the most expensive commodities a nation can have is a cheap labor force. From this a host of consequences leaped forth as inevitable. —If you get labor for almost nothing, you have no incentive to buy expensive tools and the quality of your product will lag behind that of nations who do use the best tools on the market. —If you keep your labor occupied on menial tasks that are best suited to machines, your work force never develops those skills that would earn you more income. —If you employ ten to do the work of one, none of the ten will work to maximum efficiency because each will realize that what he or she does isn’t significant. —If you don’t pay your labor good wages, how can they ever afford to buy what you make? You limit your potential market by 50 percent at least, and if every employer in the region pays the same low wages, your market can vanish altogether. —A nation’s wealth is generated when the money from wages is quickly spread around because this causes more goods to be produced, and real wealth consists in the making and interchange of goods. And then I made the discovery: ‘Ricardo was wrong. There is no fixed quantum of money in the world, or in any nation. The rich man doesn’t suffer deprivation when labor gets a bigger share, for that larger amount means a bigger total for him.’” —Chapter VII, “Ideas”, page 257-258

Thought maybe we could trade.” Meridith knew what she needed from Jake, but what did he need from her? The only skill she had was in the health safety industry, and he had no use for that, did he? Her fingers clutched the collar of her shirt together. “What— what kind of trade?” One of his eyebrows lifted. And that smirk. “Nantucket isn’t cheap, as you’ve no doubt discovered. My rent is eating a hole in my pocket, and I was thinking if that were eliminated, it would help me out.” “Your rent . . .” She wasn’t connecting the dots. “You run a B-and-B.” A trade. Oh. “See, I was thinking if I moved in here—” “Moved in here?” “Temporarily.” He spoke slowly, as if to a child. “In exchange for my labor.” “I have children here. I can’t have a man moving in—” “I’m not your live-in boyfriend. Just think of me as a long-term tourist.” He grinned. “Who works on your house by day.” She shook her head. She didn’t like this. It was difficult enough having him here during daytime hours. How would it be to have him around twenty-four/seven? She shuddered. “I don’t think so.” “It’s the perfect solution.” For