The Labor Movement in Early 21st Century America: A Romance

"This isn't something just anybody can do, or would want to." Marc Glosberg is lean, drawn. As he walks the line, he barely lifts his feet off the ground. He hasn't shaved. His red-rimmed eyes are tired and serious. Like Marc, they tell stories.

"On Gossip Girl, sometimes we'll work six, even seven days a week. When we're up against it with rewrites, sometimes late into the night." Marc's eyes lose focus.' "Sometimes I wonder what I'm giving up by doing this work."

"Después de trabajar hasta que es demasiado oscuro, camino de nuevo a ciudad. Toma dos horas." Emilio Ramirez has weathered skin. It is dark from the sun, and the lines down his cheeks are deep. The skin on his palms looks thick and tough. He hasn't shaved. His red-rimmed eyes are tired and serious. Like Emilio, they pick flowers every day during the spring, perform odd jobs when they can, and sometimes find work with a cousin who has a truck and does landscaping.

"En México, trabajé todo el dia y todavía no podría alimentar a mi familia. Aquí, debo trabajar muy difícilmente, pero mi familia puede tener un futuro."

"This is about fairness. When people watch Gossip Girl on the internet, I deserve to be paid. When they watch it on DVD, I want my cut." The sun is higher in the sky now, and Marc puts down his sign. He pulls off a burgundy Harvard University sweatshirt and puts on an off white Longboard Ale ball cap. "I worked hard on that show, and if the studio is making money on it, then I should be."

"Cuando escojo las flores, tengo gusto de pensar de ser joven. Escoger las flores y las daba a mi esposa. Recordando que marcas el movimiento del tiempo menos lentamente." The sun is higher in the sky now, and Emilio removes his sweat-stained cowboy hat. He wipes his brow with some cloth torn from an old Hard Rock Cafe tee shirt. "Tener trabajo es bueno. Pero deseo que podía ver a un doctor, porque tengo dolor en mi pecho."

Analogcabin @ 9:16 AM
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