Walking the WGA picket line on Lankershim brought back memories.
Like "Hey, this is exercise."
Like "I need more sunscreen."
It also came back to me how you bond with the people around you who also hold picket signs...
The strike captain's name was Kevin, and a veteran of the '88 WGA strike where he was also a captain.
We joked that he should by now be a strike Colonel. Or perhaps a Major.
He told me that this strike has a different feel than the one in '88. "Then, they were out to bust us. It was the Reagan era. Unions were under attack. But we held it together."
This time, he said, there was a lot more support from other unions. "The actors are out here with us. They know if we don't win this, then they're next."
All in all, it wasn't bad out on the line. It wasn't August. A woman came by with a bag of fish tacos and handed them out. The moods and conversations were buoyant.
I understand that over at Disney, the company has put up portable toilets. A shame the Big Mouse didn't do that for the animators during their strike of 1982. We could have used them.
But what the hell. You take whatever progress you can get.