Some Thoughts on Sweatshops and Child Labor

There stands a young woman, gaunt and ill, sallow, filthy, with hair dirty and dry, just rags for clothes, you can count her bones. She is weary, balanced uneasily on one remaining leg, and that leg is repulsive: oozing, infected, odoriferous, and weak. Although her leg offends you, do not attack it. There are other ways to help that woman.