James Caesar Petrillo, tough, grey little boss of the powerful, closed-shop American Federation of Musicians, has long been accustomed to tell employers what's what.
Last week in Manhattan. Boss Petrillo for once got some of his own medicine.
The Manhattan local of the musicians' union was asked, by the Manhattan local of the International Brotherhood of Teamsters, to create a little employment—to force "name bands," playing in theaters, to hire teamsters to carry musicians' instruments. Under this arrangement a band, arriving in automobiles or taxicabs, would pay teamsters $10 per man by the day, $20 by night, to tote piccolos and...
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