She had convinced literally thousands of grad students that, yes, they were workers, that unions were for all workers, that they deserved fair pay and a career path. She had gone up against the pricey law firm that Yale hired to bust their efforts, which met with them and denigrated them at every turn, calling them glorified interns who should feel lucky. The union was now recognized by the university. She was done. She’d done her job. They’d be fine without her.
