I'm writing a book about the brutality I saw in the meat packing business. The title is "The Jungle"
I´m Jurgis Rudkis the story centered on me, I had recently immigrated to Chicago with a group of relatives and friends from Lithuania.
Full of hope for a better life, I got married and bought a house on credit. I was elated when I got a job as a "shoveler of guts" at "Durham," a fictional firm based on Armour & Co., the leading Chicago meat packer.
I saw men in the pickling room with skin diseases. Men who used knives on the sped-up assembly lines frequently lost fingers. Men who hauled 100-pound hunks of meat crippled their backs.
I suffered a series of heart-wrenching misfortunes that began when I was injured on the assembly line. No workers' compensation existed, and the employer was not responsible for people injured on the job. My life fell apart, and I lost my wife, son, house, and job.
After the book was published The White House was bombarded with mail, calling for reform of the meat-packing industry. After reading The Jungle, President Roosevelt invited me to the White House to discuss it. The president then appointed a special commission to investigate Chicago's slaughterhouses.