Christians v Lions.
Reading through this thread I am reminded of the old Roman days where, for Saturday night sport, you'd buy a jug of cheap vino, couple bags of rat tails for the kids and toddle off to the arena to watch the Christians v Lions matches. All great fun so long as your arse is parked on a comfy seat and not one the poor buggers in the arena covered in mud, blood and ****e, fighting for life.
No doubt many here will sagely 'tut tut' and go back to the Sunday paper. Cockpit cruise conversations (C) "Shame about Hardy's" – (FO) "Yeah, got my start there, had a ball, shame though". (C) "Me too, great times: who you taking to the company Christmas party?"
Until this industry gets off it's collective rump and faces down the bully boys – but you know the rest, don't you.
Last edited by Kharon; 8th Dec 2012 at 19:38.