Regardless, the Clintons want to see some musicals and are clearly finding some fun ways to fill their time outside of the White House.Well, that is, until Hillary runs for mayor of New York.This is not the first appearance on Broadway that the Clintons have made for date night.
I loved seeing the President’s daily calendar as well as all the history. Alicedc, September 2016 via Trip Advisor.com “Impressive & memorable” The building itself is very impressive, LEED certified, and an appropriate setting for artifacts from one of the more momentous eras in our history…
For presidential documentarians and history fanatics, the WJC Library is a must.
The relationship between Rodham and Clinton, two instrumental figures in the decoupling of the Democratic Party from the priorities of the mainstream labor movement, thus began with the crossing of a picket line.
When Rodham and Clinton picked up the garbage strewn about the art gallery courtyard (if, indeed, they ever did so), they were doing exactly what everyone from Vincent Sirabella to the Black Student Alliance at Yale had asked students not to do: they were performing—or at the very least offering to perform—the work that members of Local 35’s Grounds Maintenance division, had refused.
The art gallery and other nonessential buildings were closed because the university did not have enough managers to keep them open during the strike.
They were closed because the people who usually cleaned and repaired them, whose labor helped make the university’s display of art possible, had been forced to absent themselves by the necessity which fueled the ongoing strike.
We visit a lot of museums every year as we travel and I can say that this is one of the best!
We have been to several presidential museums and this one is so very detailed and very different.
For Rodham and Clinton, the workers’ concerns were at best secondary to the romance of the empty museum, the sophistication and transgressive pleasure offered not only by the modernist art, but also by the act of violating the strike.
Hillary Rodham Clinton offers this anecdote in her 2003 memoir not in her discussion of how her time in New Haven affected her understanding of urban politics and life, but rather in a distinct chapter devoted entirely to the origins of her relationship with the “Viking from Arkansas.” The “labor dispute,” not even named here as a strike, is not only abstracted from the very spaces the future Clintons inhabit in this narrative, it is made incidental to them, an obstacle which has to be sidestepped in order for the art to be viewed and the date to acquire its romantic ambiance.
Rodham and Clinton were offering themselves as replacement labor, blunting, if only temporarily, the effects of the strike on the university.