Book
recommendation:
From: John B
Date: 12/22/2013 10:01:15 PM
Subject: New Book
Thought I would pass this info on. I am
reading this book and I believe it is spot on. This is happening today. The
book is... Dollarocracy: How the Money and Media Complex is Destroying America
by John Nichols (Author), Robert W. McChesney
(Author)
There is also a interview segment by Bill
Moyers which can be seen here:
John Bozinny
wallybird976@gmail.com
Retired Red Coat
12/01/01 - SEA
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From: Kevin <mx2flyr@comcast.net>
Date: January 3, 2014 at 10:26:51 PM EST
Subject: Fwd: Familiar Rant,
Date: January 3, 2014 at 10:26:51 PM EST
Subject: Fwd: Familiar Rant,
Subject: Familiar Rant
Sadly, a lot of
this is quite familiar. I may even be guilty of a couple sins myself.
Its also very funny. Thanks Arnie. Bob
As the year comes to a close, I sit back, whiskey in hand, and
reflect on my flying career. I ask myself, Do I really miss flying?
Here are a few thoughts...........
ATP Rant
Do I miss those days? How about the "umpteen" guys that have never flown anything without a nose wheel, GPS, EFIS, yaw damper, HUD, fly by wire or center-line thrust - feet never touch the rudders except to taxi! That would be "Ace" or "Skeeter." A few of them never experienced a propeller or ignition of the first drop of Avgas in a radial or V engine. The aircraft is always referred to as "The Jet".
An oft-stated belief is that the entire sky should be reserved solely for military and air carrier operations; GA is just a bunch of shitheads and piss-ants that should be grounded.
How about the guys that wear gloves to fly, or put a folded cloth on their lap under their seat belt, or spray everything in the cockpit with Lysol, or start the trip by spraying and wiping the instruments with their special cloth?
How about the guy that starts the month off by asking you if you are saved?
How about the guys that bring a keyboard, trombone or guitar in a hard case and try to get all that stuff in the cockpit for four flippin' days?
How about having to walk through the terminal, ride on the crew bus and go through security with a guy carrying all that sh#t.
If you carry your own bags you don't have to go through the constant assembly and disassembly at every escalator or stairs.
Sh#t, you have to leave the hotel ten minutes early to allow for this constant %#$@-dance.
How about pointing out a B25 to a young copilot. Then mention Jimmy Doolittle and some may ask, "Who is Jimmy Doolittle?"
Do I miss those days? How about the "umpteen" guys that have never flown anything without a nose wheel, GPS, EFIS, yaw damper, HUD, fly by wire or center-line thrust - feet never touch the rudders except to taxi! That would be "Ace" or "Skeeter." A few of them never experienced a propeller or ignition of the first drop of Avgas in a radial or V engine. The aircraft is always referred to as "The Jet".
An oft-stated belief is that the entire sky should be reserved solely for military and air carrier operations; GA is just a bunch of shitheads and piss-ants that should be grounded.
How about the guys that wear gloves to fly, or put a folded cloth on their lap under their seat belt, or spray everything in the cockpit with Lysol, or start the trip by spraying and wiping the instruments with their special cloth?
How about the guy that starts the month off by asking you if you are saved?
How about the guys that bring a keyboard, trombone or guitar in a hard case and try to get all that stuff in the cockpit for four flippin' days?
How about having to walk through the terminal, ride on the crew bus and go through security with a guy carrying all that sh#t.
If you carry your own bags you don't have to go through the constant assembly and disassembly at every escalator or stairs.
Sh#t, you have to leave the hotel ten minutes early to allow for this constant %#$@-dance.
How about pointing out a B25 to a young copilot. Then mention Jimmy Doolittle and some may ask, "Who is Jimmy Doolittle?"
And what's up
with all these wheels? A man should only take as much stuff with him as
he can physically carry. The next new rig will probably have tandem ball
hitches so two or more fag-bags can be transported in series!
How about four days (or a month) with a dude that always has granny glasses on a string around the neck?
How about the guys that constantly want to tell you how they did things at their previous airline that went TU. Obviously that ^$#% did not flush. Shut the front door! Enough about how great it was at Eastern, Braniff (1),(2)&(3), North Central, Frontier, TI, Southern, People Ex, Muse, PanAm, Western, PSA, Air Cal, Midway, Continental(1), Pan Am (1)&(2), TWA (we did things so much better), Republic, Morris Air, or Northwest.
How am I doing so far? Now let's go to the next level:
How about four days (or a month) with a dude that always has granny glasses on a string around the neck?
How about the guys that constantly want to tell you how they did things at their previous airline that went TU. Obviously that ^$#% did not flush. Shut the front door! Enough about how great it was at Eastern, Braniff (1),(2)&(3), North Central, Frontier, TI, Southern, People Ex, Muse, PanAm, Western, PSA, Air Cal, Midway, Continental(1), Pan Am (1)&(2), TWA (we did things so much better), Republic, Morris Air, or Northwest.
How am I doing so far? Now let's go to the next level:
What's up with female pilots, male stewardesses, rampant hi-mach gayness throughout the company (and entire world), pilots that are hired just to fill quotas, over-staffed management pencil-dicks, CRM circle-jerks that last for two agonizing days of training.
Why employ bullsh#t-packed company pilot
recruiters that interview by asking questions that have nothing to do with
reality, aviation safety or efficient flight operations.
How about having to work with people that are crisis oriented, people who don't love aviation, pilots who can't fly for sh#t (thankfully not me), take no pride in their appearance who are gravity and/or cosmetically challenged?
Van drivers that appear to be practicing for a shot at NASCAR.
Hotels - staffed by incompetent misfits, full of screaming kids, with drunk a$$holes knocking on your door and crank calls at 3am, showers with no hot water, toilets that run all night long, air conditioners that sound like a Maytag washing machine at mach buffet - cycle On / cycle Off, alarm clocks that you didn't set - going off at 3:16am.
Trash trucks with those loud, farting, reverse klaxons that bang the flippin' dumpsters over and over and over at 3:24am.
Trains that go right behind my hotel at 3:41am waking the crew and the dead.
How about that room between the elevator and the ice machine?
Hotel restaurants that are supposed to open at 6am, but don't open until 6:30am when the van departs - and its a 14 hour day with no breaks.
Now we're to the part again where the van driver flies, er drives for Kendrick Motorsports.
It's 15 degrees outside in the dark and the dumb ass cycles the heat between 'Full / sweat your ass off in your overcoat Hot' -or- Full / freeze the toes off a suicidal Eskimo Cold, but he can stick his bony hand out for his tip when you get to the airport.
How about having to work with people that are crisis oriented, people who don't love aviation, pilots who can't fly for sh#t (thankfully not me), take no pride in their appearance who are gravity and/or cosmetically challenged?
Van drivers that appear to be practicing for a shot at NASCAR.
Hotels - staffed by incompetent misfits, full of screaming kids, with drunk a$$holes knocking on your door and crank calls at 3am, showers with no hot water, toilets that run all night long, air conditioners that sound like a Maytag washing machine at mach buffet - cycle On / cycle Off, alarm clocks that you didn't set - going off at 3:16am.
Trash trucks with those loud, farting, reverse klaxons that bang the flippin' dumpsters over and over and over at 3:24am.
Trains that go right behind my hotel at 3:41am waking the crew and the dead.
How about that room between the elevator and the ice machine?
Hotel restaurants that are supposed to open at 6am, but don't open until 6:30am when the van departs - and its a 14 hour day with no breaks.
Now we're to the part again where the van driver flies, er drives for Kendrick Motorsports.
It's 15 degrees outside in the dark and the dumb ass cycles the heat between 'Full / sweat your ass off in your overcoat Hot' -or- Full / freeze the toes off a suicidal Eskimo Cold, but he can stick his bony hand out for his tip when you get to the airport.
How about the
van driver that tears the handle off your Nav Kit jerking it out of the luggage
rack? Nice......
How am I doing? Any of you worked there too?
Next chapter will deal with the geniuses at airport security, My blood pressure is up and since I'm retired, I think I'll go have another whiskey and see what else comes to mind.
How am I doing? Any of you worked there too?
Next chapter will deal with the geniuses at airport security, My blood pressure is up and since I'm retired, I think I'll go have another whiskey and see what else comes to mind.
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