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The main buildings resemble fully encased airplane hangers. Cement walls enclose the compounds, though sometimes these, in a decorative touch, are plastered with white stucco. Entrance is via sliding gates of iron grid or sheet metal. Guards keep out the unwanted. Some of the larger private realms are in the countryside where only the odd hut or grazing animal hints at habitation. But behind the walls of individual factories, hundreds, sometimes as many as 2, Myanmarese migrants may live and work.
The level of competition between the factories is severe, and their main connection with local authority is through ritual obeisance and payment of tribute. All that is lacking are moats to complete a picture of medieval estates, run by lords who, instead of riding horses, drive pickups with darkened windows.
As many as 1. Migrants labor in garment and manufacturing industries, agriculture, forestry, fisheries and in the sex trade. They get one day off a month, after payday. Often the worker will not receive this withheld amount. When the workers tried to organize a protest, the owner paid the police to arrest the workforce, and deport them back to Myanmar. Occasionally, there are success stories. In , at one large factory 3 km from Mae Sot, the factory owner fired three women and one man.
They were told to immediately leave the premises. Two of the women were raped and one man who tried to defend them was killed. They organized a three-day strike and demanded the arrest of the four men involved, compensation for the women, and job security of the strike leaders. In the end, the owner paid compensation of 20, baht [60 yen,] to each of the women and to the family of the dead man.
No one was fired and the workforce was even paid for the three days they were on strike. Typically outsiders are not welcome in these businesses, unable to view what happens behind the walls. Inside one small manufacturing concern — a fake diamond factory — workers, some as young as 12, sat on plastic chairs in a dank room and ground stones. From above naked, white bulbs provided light. No one had goggles or other protective gear to deal with the clouds of dust produced by the grinding process.