Any "Latest & Greatest" about Delta?
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You're correct. It was 2001, around the time that the details of C2K came out. My Bad.
We all rember those days, the summer of 2001, those three months were the good "years." From contract 2000 being signed and approved in June, until 9-11 were the best "years" of my airline career!
Scoop - Still waiting for the Glory Days to return.
You're correct. It was 2001, around the time that the details of C2K came out. My Bad.
We all rember those days, the summer of 2001, those three months were the good "years." From contract 2000 being signed and approved in June, until 9-11 were the best "years" of my airline career!
Scoop - Still waiting for the Glory Days to return.
Last edited by Scoop; 11-24-2009 at 11:44 AM.
acl,
The problem with many is that their view is that C2K is the baseline, and anything short of that (plus upward adjustments for inflation that doesn't even exist according to the CPI), is deemed a failure. That worldview ignores 9/11, the current economy, and the trip through bankruptcy. I have news for you: WE ALL WANT C2K RATES PLUS ANOTHER 30% INFLATION ADJUSTMENT. Every single pilot WANTS that. What Slowplay and others articulate is what we've achieved in the real world. Comparing that to the world we all wished we lived in is a waste of keyboarding.
Furthermore, the C2K+inflation crowd NEVER articulates a plan to achieve those rates. They just blame the current ALPA leadership for not achieving them. Even worse, when given the chance to get involved (recent elections in ATL and SLC), many sit on the sidelines and don't even vote, much less run. Yet, they'll be right back on here whining about lack of results.
The problem with many is that their view is that C2K is the baseline, and anything short of that (plus upward adjustments for inflation that doesn't even exist according to the CPI), is deemed a failure. That worldview ignores 9/11, the current economy, and the trip through bankruptcy. I have news for you: WE ALL WANT C2K RATES PLUS ANOTHER 30% INFLATION ADJUSTMENT. Every single pilot WANTS that. What Slowplay and others articulate is what we've achieved in the real world. Comparing that to the world we all wished we lived in is a waste of keyboarding.
Furthermore, the C2K+inflation crowd NEVER articulates a plan to achieve those rates. They just blame the current ALPA leadership for not achieving them. Even worse, when given the chance to get involved (recent elections in ATL and SLC), many sit on the sidelines and don't even vote, much less run. Yet, they'll be right back on here whining about lack of results.
Man... talk about a defeatest attitude... sheeesh
Of course it doesn't but the archaic way of establishing our pay rates dictates exactly what you just illustrated. Actually, if you wanna look at from a different perspective, a DC9 captain has MORE opportunity to kill MORE people than a 747 driver... just food for thought.
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Just because you have more available fields doesn't necessarily mean that you are gonna be able to hit one. But.. to carry this whole ridiculous argument one step further, a 747 has 4 engines which gives waaay more opportunity to get to a divert field in the event of a multiple engine failure situation than does a 767 or 777... so which is a more stressful situation again? bwaaaa haaaaa haaaaaa
George, that can't ever happen, sadly. As much as many think ALPA is a powerless, paper tiger, ALPA publicly strongly opposing or supporting any particular issue CAN sway the markets. If the union were to provide inside info to you before it goes public, they go to jail. I know that's extremely frustrating, and I'm not saying they shouldn't aggressively communicate AFTER it goes public, with a rationale as to WHY its important to take the position they take, but it will never happen before hand.
Figured I would share
The Sack Lunches
I put my carry-on in the luggage
compartment and sat down in my
assigned seat. It was going to be a
long flight. 'I'm glad I have a
good book to read. Perhaps I will get
a short nap,' I thought.
Just before take-off, a line of
soldiers came down the aisle and
filled all the vacant seats, totally
surrounding me. I decided to
start a conversation.
'Where are you headed?'
I asked the soldier seated nearest to me.
'Petawawa. We'll be there for two
weeks for special training, and then
we're being deployed to Afghanistan .
After flying for about an hour, an
announcement was made that sack
lunches were available for five
dollars. It would be several hours
before we reached the east, and I
quickly decided a lunch would help
pass the time...
As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a
soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch.
'No, that seems like a lot of money for
just a sack lunch.
Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks.
I'll wait till we get to base.'
His friend agreed.
I looked around at the other soldiers.
None were buying lunch. I
walked to the back of the plane and
handed the flight attendant a
fifty dollar bill.
'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.'
She grabbed my arms and squeezed
tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me.
'My son was a soldier in Iraq ;
it's almost like you are doing it for him.'
Picking up ten sacks, she headed up
the aisle to where the soldiers
were seated. She stopped at my seat
and asked, 'Which do you like
best - beef or chicken?'
'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why
she asked. She turned and went to
the front of plane, returning a
minute later with a dinner plate from
first class. 'This is your thanks...'
After we finished eating, I went
again to the back of the plane,
heading for the rest room.
A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did.
I want to be part of it. Here, take this.'
He handed me twenty-five dollars.
Soon after I returned to my seat, I
saw the Flight Captain coming down
the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers
as he walked, I hoped he was not
looking for me, but noticed he was
looking at the numbers only on
my side of the plane. When he got to
my row he stopped, smiled,
held out his hand, and said,
I want to shake your hand.'
Quickly unfastening my seatbelt I
stood and took the Captain's hand.
With a booming voice he said, 'I was
a soldier and I was a military pilot.
Once, someone bought me a lunch.
It was an act of kindness I never forgot.'
I was embarrassed when applause
was heard from all of the passengers.
Later I walked to the front of the
plane so I could stretch my legs.
A man who was seated about six rows
in front of me reached out his
hand, wanting to shake mine.. He left
another twenty-five dollars in my palm.
When we landed I gathered my
belongings and started to deplane.
Waiting just inside the airplane door
was a man who stopped me, put
something in my shirt pocket, turned,
and walked away without saying a
word. Another twenty-five dollars!
Upon entering the terminal, I saw the
soldiers gathering for their trip to the base.
I walked over to them and handed them
seventy-five dollars
'It will take you some time to reach the base.
It will be about time for a sandwich.
God Bless You.'
Ten young men left that flight
feeling the love and respect of their
fellow travelers. As I walked briskly to my car,
I whispered a prayer for their safe return.
These soldiers were giving their all for our country.
I could only give them a couple of meals..
It seemed so little...
A veteran is someone who, at one
point in his life, wrote a blank check
made payable to 'The United States of
America ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'
That is Honor, and there are way too many
people in this country who no longer
understand it.'
I put my carry-on in the luggage
compartment and sat down in my
assigned seat. It was going to be a
long flight. 'I'm glad I have a
good book to read. Perhaps I will get
a short nap,' I thought.
Just before take-off, a line of
soldiers came down the aisle and
filled all the vacant seats, totally
surrounding me. I decided to
start a conversation.
'Where are you headed?'
I asked the soldier seated nearest to me.
'Petawawa. We'll be there for two
weeks for special training, and then
we're being deployed to Afghanistan .
After flying for about an hour, an
announcement was made that sack
lunches were available for five
dollars. It would be several hours
before we reached the east, and I
quickly decided a lunch would help
pass the time...
As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a
soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch.
'No, that seems like a lot of money for
just a sack lunch.
Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks.
I'll wait till we get to base.'
His friend agreed.
I looked around at the other soldiers.
None were buying lunch. I
walked to the back of the plane and
handed the flight attendant a
fifty dollar bill.
'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.'
She grabbed my arms and squeezed
tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me.
'My son was a soldier in Iraq ;
it's almost like you are doing it for him.'
Picking up ten sacks, she headed up
the aisle to where the soldiers
were seated. She stopped at my seat
and asked, 'Which do you like
best - beef or chicken?'
'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why
she asked. She turned and went to
the front of plane, returning a
minute later with a dinner plate from
first class. 'This is your thanks...'
After we finished eating, I went
again to the back of the plane,
heading for the rest room.
A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did.
I want to be part of it. Here, take this.'
He handed me twenty-five dollars.
Soon after I returned to my seat, I
saw the Flight Captain coming down
the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers
as he walked, I hoped he was not
looking for me, but noticed he was
looking at the numbers only on
my side of the plane. When he got to
my row he stopped, smiled,
held out his hand, and said,
I want to shake your hand.'
Quickly unfastening my seatbelt I
stood and took the Captain's hand.
With a booming voice he said, 'I was
a soldier and I was a military pilot.
Once, someone bought me a lunch.
It was an act of kindness I never forgot.'
I was embarrassed when applause
was heard from all of the passengers.
Later I walked to the front of the
plane so I could stretch my legs.
A man who was seated about six rows
in front of me reached out his
hand, wanting to shake mine.. He left
another twenty-five dollars in my palm.
When we landed I gathered my
belongings and started to deplane.
Waiting just inside the airplane door
was a man who stopped me, put
something in my shirt pocket, turned,
and walked away without saying a
word. Another twenty-five dollars!
Upon entering the terminal, I saw the
soldiers gathering for their trip to the base.
I walked over to them and handed them
seventy-five dollars
'It will take you some time to reach the base.
It will be about time for a sandwich.
God Bless You.'
Ten young men left that flight
feeling the love and respect of their
fellow travelers. As I walked briskly to my car,
I whispered a prayer for their safe return.
These soldiers were giving their all for our country.
I could only give them a couple of meals..
It seemed so little...
A veteran is someone who, at one
point in his life, wrote a blank check
made payable to 'The United States of
America ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'
That is Honor, and there are way too many
people in this country who no longer
understand it.'
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