Jobs for the boys and girls

I'm thoroughly proud of my daughter's resilience in the jobs market.
We all know that the days of post-war Britain and the technologically white-heated 1960s, that afforded for some the sense of a 'job for life', are long gone and, consequently, my daughter has not been surprised to have worked in lots of companies in a wide range of roles. Firms have grown craftier in their dealings with employees and devious in the ways that they excuse pushing down rates of pay and eroding working conditions. Some of these arseholes recruit only to sack for a variety of illegitimate, if legal, reasons at the end of the probation period or when the invariably short-term contracts end. At that point when workers expect to receive the promised increase in pay, they let them go. This has been my daughter's experience.
Apart from deserving a good kicking, I believe these predatory bosses also need the rule of law to keep them at bay. Of course, any such legislation is not even a speck on the political horizon under the current system; due to ruinous union bureaucracies and their fraternising with the various incarnations of the Labour party and because of officials' predilections to engage in political intrigues with government lackeys, the working rights that British workers have fought for and improved over 200 or more years are now practically meaningless. Employers are increasingly wolfish in their dealings with employees and particularly those they take on to fill jobs that are not specialised (the majority of positions, today). My daughter's experience has included being subject to a succession of middle managers who tend to play the good guys in guiding her job development plans and then change tack or side-step the issue as seniors provide them with excuses to make their fellow employees redundant. Managers are unabashed in their duplicity, playing with individuals' lives, ambitions and career hopes.
My daughter starts another job on Monday and is happy and optimistic, which pleases me no end.