“Without them I’m not funny. I’m a dead man.”
– Jay Leno, on the writers’ strike
I find it hard to believe that anyone involved in the creative process – I mean producers, management – would want to make their money on the backs of others who are integral to that process. But that’s obviously what’s happening. And I don’t think it’s a matter of me buying into writers’ rhetoric because I’m sympathetic.
Either everybody gets a piece of the pie every time it gets served or they don’t. And if the writers aren’t getting residuals for every purchase of the product, including Internet downloads, merchandising, foreign DVDs – I don’t care what it is – then they’re getting screwed.
I for one am getting sick and tired of nefarious greed. You’d think that entertainment would be one industry besides big oil where there’s plenty of pie for everybody. And I’m sure there is. Some guys just gotta drive a Bentley. And as much as I love my damnable, time wasting TV, I say what’s fair is fair and I wish the WGA all the best.
I have an admittedly knee-jerk reaction to the claims of those who toil to make product. Steelworkers, autoworkers, miners, teachers, scriptwriters. They’re the nuts and bolts of production, without whom there’d be no product. Wouldn’t you think the first impulse of those who profit from their efforts would be to pay them fairly?
Am I missing something? Am I naive? Am I a socialist? Am I all three?