It only took a week for the newly elected president of the Writers Guild of America West, Patric Verrone, to fire his executive director John McLean.
Frankly, I am surprised they didn’t shoot him out of a cannon on Day One, like that other John McClane, you know – from “Die Hard 2: Die Harder”?
Nonetheless, the union’s board convened its first meeting since Verrone’s slate swept last week’s elections, and on Tuesday announced that they’d replaced McLean on an interim basis with organizing director David Young.
He may say otherwise, but no doubt Verrone took great pleasure in using The Donald‘s now ubiquitious “You’re fired!” against John McLean, the number one opponent to organizing reality TV’s writers. Writers, it should be pointed out, who are so annoyed about their treatment by the networks, they’ve actually taken to the streets of New York.
Verrone’s election and McLean’s firing amounts to a radicalizing of two of the three major creative unions in Hollywood: Verrone says he he wants to move the union from a 3% organizing budget, to a 30% budget, according to Daily Variety.
And across town, Alan Rosenberg, the newly installed president of the Screen Actors Guild is so militant, he’s pledged to bite the head off of a live kitten if he doesn’t get the film and TV studios to give up more DVD residuals.
(Apparently, fresh feline goes down easier with a side of spaghetti.)
Also, as the Los Angeles Times points out, as the WGA’s chief negotiator, McLean was making more than just about anyone in a union in America: More than $450,000 a year, and with 11 months left on his contract. That might explain why the vote to oust McLean was 14-1 in favor.
Anyway, the point is: Oh, my God! It’s ON, baby! I cannot wait for contract negotiations!