and I know which side he'd be on in Wisconsin...
http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwgdSWKvtUk/Sp6TLv3vQcI/AAAAAAAADRo/7waU0NIu-og/s400/Steinbeck+3.jpg(February 27, 1902 – December 20, 1968)
Uncle John slupped his coffee. Pa said, "Well, they dropped the price like you said. An' they was a whole slew a new pickers so goddamn hungry they'd pick for a loaf a bread. Go for a peach, an' somebody'd get it first. Gonna get the whole crop picked right off. Fellas runnin' to a new tree. I seen fights—one fella claims it's his tree, 'nother fella wants to pick off'n it. Brang these here folks from as far's El Centro. Hungrier'n hell. Work all day for a piece a bread. I says to the checker, 'We can't work for two an' a half cents a box,' an' he says, 'Go on, then, quit. These fellas can.' I says, 'Soon's they get fed up they won't.' An' he says, 'Hell, we'll have these here peaches in 'fore they get fed up.'" (The Grapes of Wrath won the Pulitzer in 1940)