'Well, you see we're on strike,' Pat invented. 'We got a thing
called the Screen Playwriters' Guild and we're on strike.'
'Oh.' His clients stared with suspicion at this emissary of Stalin
in the front seat of their car.
'What are you striking for?' asked the man uneasily.
Pat's political development was rudimentary. He hesitated.
'Oh, better living conditions,' he said finally, 'free pencils and
paper, I don't know--it's all in the Wagner Act.' After a moment
he added vaguely, 'Recognize Finland.'
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