They're striked. Its stricken.
There are no more people in New York City willing to move objects from point A to point B, haul flats from point B to point C, or preset the Grinchs Mazzila-mazoo. Need that prop moved from that table to that other table, Mr. Director? TOO BAD. There is literally no one who is willing to do this for money.
And judging from the fact that there are currently only eight shows still running on Broadway, theyve basically got the theatres by the balls. After all, they are one of the industrys most powerful unions. You know how most unions are called Local Seven Hundred Eighty-Three? The stagehands union is called Local One.
Thats right; they are the FIRST UNION, the one union to rule them all. Remove their dental plan at the risk of plunging us all into an era of darkness and orc-warfare.
As the strike wears on, we must face a grim possibility: doing things outside. Conan and The Daily Show are on hiatus, and Wicked and The Lion King promise no salvation. And honestly, how long can you read internet blogs before your eyes eat themselves?
In the interest of pre-eminently alleviating such an epidemic of ocular auto-consumption, here are three fun things you can do outside with your whole family: