Um... So About the Strike?

Yeah, so I'm sure you're wondering why I haven't weighed-in on the whole Writers' Strike settlement or arrangement or whatever you want to call it. Well, it's pretty simple: I don't get it!

And if you want me to be blunt, I'm not sure too many other reporters and/or bloggers do, either. I mean, I have yet to read - or even find - a report that lays out what, exactly, the terms and agreements are in the damned thing! Most of what I've read is just talking about which shows are coming back when and so forth. And trying to actually read the agreement itself is roughly akin to taking a handful of Xanax with a beer. Roughly.

So why should I bother combing through the fine points of something I do not understand and, since I am not a member of the WGA, something that only affected me generally (because it affected my entertainment choices and regimen)? Instead, let me speak on how the whole thing was handled:

I feel left-out and confused and I don't like that.

I am not a member of the WGA, but as a writer, I have looked into joining several times. I do not yet qualify but, even if I did, I never saw any real benefit to joining. I only understood that I have to, or else... maybe the "G" in the acronym stands for Google?

Still, I was certainly interested in the strike and what was happening - what it meant for writers, the entertainment industry in general, the WWW's influence, and so much more on so many levels - but was intentionally excluded from, not only the entire process but also any news and developments. Now, after all is said and done, whatever the hell these people supposedly agreed to is so obtusely worded that I don't even care anymore.

And I think that's why the whole thing was carried-out the way it was: to make it so that those of us who aren't in one of the guilds could not follow it so that we lost interest and they could go forth and do as they wish without being subjected to any "common sense" that we uninvolved parties might have to drop on the subject along the way.

Of course, as a paid writer, I now have no idea if my WWW work "qualifies" me for Guild membership - or rather indicates I must join - or if that even has any part or substance in the matter!

But I refuse to sit here, crippled with fear over the fact that Ed Asner may appear on my stoop at any moment and break my fingers. I met this guy named Guido and he says, so long as I give him money every month, he will make sure to keep those "Wigga fuckos" away from me. I kept saying, "No, Guido, WGA - WGA - not 'wiggas'" and he playfully slapped me with a closed hand, then told me I was his "best client" and assured me he only did that because he likes me.

So, it's kind of like I'm already in the Guild.

© C Harris Lynn, 2008