What does it say about a country where those that are celebrated are those that contribute absolutely nothing to the functioning of the society ? Meanwhile those that do make this society work are continually harassed and punished for small liberties that actually help sustain the overall economic machine.
Until we as Americans wake up and start to value these people that sustain the daily functions of our society, we see a continual decline in the status quo.
#Shattered union refueling tv#
What happened is that some no-nothing and do-nothings on TV decided to have a field day at the expense of some Dads that help keep everyone save and make America actually work on a daily basis. Go figure! One of the pilots remarked, after telling me that his company will shut its doors in September, that one of these days they will stop using the phrase “going postal” and start saying “going airline”.Ĭonsider the situation we face in our country when well meaning Air Traffic controllers face losing their jobs for letting their kids say “Adios” to an airplane on a take kids to work day? There was no threat to the flying public, the ATC controllers in JFK are top-notch. Yet, for those starting out they have to spend $50-100K to get the training they need to be a new hire pilot. If you are a highly experienced pilot the only way to get a reasonable income is to go overseas. Yet, somehow the airlines find plenty of young kids to fly for sub $20k a year to fly people around in RJs and Turboprops, while the top paying flying jobs have now all moved overseas.
There are no decent paying flying jobs available right now in the US they are all overseas in China, India, the Middle East, etc. Older pilots are refusing to retire, airlines are slowly devolving and losing money. Speaking with some fellow pilots in Denver yesterday we chatted about the constant slow death of the airline pilot career. The airline industry in the USA is a great example of the constant decay we see in our country. Or my mind ventures into the rank “function room” of a Holiday Inn outside Indianapolis, where Tea Party recruits meet over chicken nuggets to discuss the New World Order, and the Bilderberg conspiracy, and the suspicious numbers of Jews in the bonus-padded upper echelons of the Wall Street banks, and what might be done about that. Elsewhere in this big nation, I imagine a laid-off engineer - a genial, capable fellow, once valued by his former employer - tinkering in his Ohio basement with a device designed to blow up the headquarters of the health insurance company that has just denied his wife treatment for cancer of some organ or other. Meanwhile, I’m thinking : how many of you might be grubbing around the woods six months from now for enough acorns and mushrooms to make something resembling soup…? It’s an extreme fantasy, I know, but it dogs me.
#Shattered union refueling how to#
I gave a talk down in Connecticut to a roomful of people who are still pretty much preoccupied with such questions as how to fight the landing of the next WalMart UFO, or how best to entice tourists to purchase objets-d’art, or serve up weekend entertainments along with fine dining and accommodations. Over $80-a-barrel and we’re in the zone where what’s left of this economy cracks and crumbles a little bit more each day, lurching forward to that moment when something life-changing occurs all at once. Of course in that range it becomes impossible for the staggering monster of our so-called “consumer” economy to enter the much-wished-for nirvana of “recovery” - where the orgies of spending on houses and cars and electronic entertainment machines will resume like the force of nature it is presumed to be. In the background of last week’s reassuring torpor, one ominous little signal flashed perhaps dimly in all that sunshine : the price of oil broke above $81-a-barrel.
It’s like the quote oft-repeated these days (because it’s so apt for these times) by surly old Ernest Hemingway about how the man in a story went broke : slowly, and then all at once. Everything we know about it seems to indicate that human beings happily go along with the program - whatever the program is - until all of a sudden they can’t, and then they don’t.
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