Cathay: ANY Good Opinions?
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Cathay: ANY Good Opinions?
Lately, with the strike, I have heard A LOT of bad press over CX. Does anyone that works for them like it and have anything positive to say?
I am interested in the company (not as a scab, that isn't an option for me) but have read post after post about how bad they are. People still work for them and they aree still earning money, so there must be some good aspects.
Any replies welcome, thanks in advance.
I am interested in the company (not as a scab, that isn't an option for me) but have read post after post about how bad they are. People still work for them and they aree still earning money, so there must be some good aspects.
Any replies welcome, thanks in advance.
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The 52 who were sacked obviously think highly of CX since most of them want to come back. Furthermore, very few of the Class Warriors, working for CX, who afflict these forums, seem in a hurry to leave. They are clearly not willing to risk their jobs by getting involved in real industrial action. They hate Cathay so much yet they walk in fear of putting their necks on the line for their so-called principles, lest they lose their jobs in the company they despise. Why anyone in IFALPA would want to support them with industrial action beats me. They won't lift a frightened finger to help themselves, so why should anyone help them.
If Cathay was that bad, they would walk...but they won't.
If Cathay was that bad, they would walk...but they won't.
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It's all about money. People put up with untold abuse if the price is right.
Pilots are not queuing up at China Southern at Guangzhou to work for peanuts flying their 777s.
Helloooo.
Pilots are not queuing up at China Southern at Guangzhou to work for peanuts flying their 777s.
Helloooo.
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Mama always told told me that if I couldn't say anything nice then I shouldn't say anything at all. Therefore................................................... ............................................................ ...................................... Questions???? 
But Hawkeye's absolutely right.....don't get a big head though.
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But Hawkeye's absolutely right.....don't get a big head though.
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Money is not the main concern. The main concern is roster stability, lifestyle, flight safety, and benefits. Money is not the most important thing here.
By the way, if you go to work for Cathay now, you will be blacklisted from any other IFALPA related airline. If you go to CX, better plan on staying with them and being screwed for life.
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By the way, if you go to work for Cathay now, you will be blacklisted from any other IFALPA related airline. If you go to CX, better plan on staying with them and being screwed for life.
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Best asess the situation for yourselves...then act in your own best interest....selfish...yes...ideal situation...no....do I like, or agree with it...no....realistic...for an expat contractor....yes.....the last of the great expat airlines slides down the sewer....stay home and get a job with a major
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Alice in Wonderland
by Lewis Carroll
Chapter VII: A Mad Tea-Party
---------------------------------------------
Here was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head.
"Very uncomfortable for the Dormouse," thought Alice; "only, as it's asleep, I suppose it doesn't mind."
The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it. "No room! No room!" they cried out when they saw Alice coming. "There's plenty of room!" said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table.
"Have some wine," the March Hare said in an encouraging tone.
Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. "I don't see any wine," she remarked.
"There isn't any," said the March Hare.
"Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it," said Alice angrily.
"It wasn't very civil of you to sit down without being invited," said the March Hare.
"I didn't know it was your table," said Alice; "it's laid for a great many more than three."
"Your hair wants cutting," said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech.
"You shouldn't make personal remarks," Alice said with some severity; "it's very rude."
The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all he said was, "Why is a raven like a writing-desk?"
"Come we shall have some fun now!" thought Alice. "I'm glad they've begun asking riddles. I believe I can guess that," she added aloud.
"Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?" said the March Hare.
"Exactly so," said Alice.
"Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on.
"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know."
"Not the same thing a bit!" said the Hatter, "You might just as well say that 'I see what I eat' is the same thing as 'I eat what I see'!"
"You might just as well say," added the March Hare, "that 'I like what I get' is the same thing as 'I get what I like'!"
"You might just as well say," added the Dormouse who seemed to be talking in his sleep "that 'I breathe when I sleep' is the same thing as 'I sleep when I breathe'!"
"It is the same thing with you," said the Hatter, and here the conversation dropped, and the party sat silent for a minute, while Alice thought over all she could remember about ravens and writing-desks, which wasn't much.
The Hatter was the first to break the silence, "What day of the month is it?" he said, turning to Alice: he had taken his watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shaking it every now and then, and holding it to his ear.
Alice considered a little, and then said, "The fourth."
"Two days wrong!" sighed the Hatter. "I told you butter wouldn't suit the works!" he added, looking angrily at the March Hare.
"It was the best butter," the March Hare meekly replied.
"Yes, but some crumbs must have got in as well," the Hatter grumbled: "you shouldn't have put it in with the bread-knife."
The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again: but he could think of nothing better to say than his first remark, "It was the best butter, you know."
Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity. "What a funny watch!" she remarked. "It tells the day of the month, and doesn't tell what o'clock it is!"
"Why should it?" muttered the Hatter. "Does your watch tell you what year it is?"
"Of course not," Alice replied very readily: "but that's because it stays the same year for such a long time together."
"Which is just the case with mine," said the Hatter.
Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's remark seemed to have no meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English. "I don't quite understand," she said, as politely as she could.
"The Dormouse is asleep again," said the Hatter, and he poured a little hot tea upon its nose. The Dormouse shook its head impatiently, and said without opening its eyes, "Of course, of course; just what I was going to remark myself."
"Have you guessed the riddle yet?" the Hatter said, turning to Alice again.
"No, I give it up," Alice replied: "what's the answer?"
"I haven't the slightest idea," said the Hatter.
"Nor I," said the March Hare.
Alice sighed wearily. "I think you might do something better with the time," she said, "than waste it asking riddles with no answers."
"If you knew Time as well as I do," said the Hatter, "you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's him."
"I don't know what you mean," said Alice.
"Of course you don't!" the Hatter said, tossing his bead contemptuously. "I daresay you never even spoke to Time!"
"Perhaps not," Alice cautiously replied: "but I know I have to beat time when I learn music."
"Ah! that accounts for it," said the Hatter. "He won't stand beating. Now, if you only keep on good terms with him, he'd do almost anything you liked with the clock. For instance, suppose it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time to begin lessons: you'd only have to whisper a hint to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling! Half-past one, time for dinner!"
("I only wish it was," the March Hare said to itself in a whisper.)
"That would be grand, certainly," said Alice thoughtfully: "but then--I shouldn't be hungry for it, you know."
"Not at first, perhaps," said the Hatter: "but you could keep it to half-past one as long as you liked."
"Is that the way you manage?" Alice asked.
The Hatter shook his head mournfully. "Not I!" he replied. "We quarrelled last March--just before he went mad, you know--" (pointing with his teaspoon at the March Hare,) "--it was at the great concert given by the Queen of Hearts, and I had to sing
"Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!
by Lewis Carroll
Chapter VII: A Mad Tea-Party
---------------------------------------------
Here was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head.
"Very uncomfortable for the Dormouse," thought Alice; "only, as it's asleep, I suppose it doesn't mind."
The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it. "No room! No room!" they cried out when they saw Alice coming. "There's plenty of room!" said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table.
"Have some wine," the March Hare said in an encouraging tone.
Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. "I don't see any wine," she remarked.
"There isn't any," said the March Hare.
"Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it," said Alice angrily.
"It wasn't very civil of you to sit down without being invited," said the March Hare.
"I didn't know it was your table," said Alice; "it's laid for a great many more than three."
"Your hair wants cutting," said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech.
"You shouldn't make personal remarks," Alice said with some severity; "it's very rude."
The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all he said was, "Why is a raven like a writing-desk?"
"Come we shall have some fun now!" thought Alice. "I'm glad they've begun asking riddles. I believe I can guess that," she added aloud.
"Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?" said the March Hare.
"Exactly so," said Alice.
"Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on.
"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know."
"Not the same thing a bit!" said the Hatter, "You might just as well say that 'I see what I eat' is the same thing as 'I eat what I see'!"
"You might just as well say," added the March Hare, "that 'I like what I get' is the same thing as 'I get what I like'!"
"You might just as well say," added the Dormouse who seemed to be talking in his sleep "that 'I breathe when I sleep' is the same thing as 'I sleep when I breathe'!"
"It is the same thing with you," said the Hatter, and here the conversation dropped, and the party sat silent for a minute, while Alice thought over all she could remember about ravens and writing-desks, which wasn't much.
The Hatter was the first to break the silence, "What day of the month is it?" he said, turning to Alice: he had taken his watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shaking it every now and then, and holding it to his ear.
Alice considered a little, and then said, "The fourth."
"Two days wrong!" sighed the Hatter. "I told you butter wouldn't suit the works!" he added, looking angrily at the March Hare.
"It was the best butter," the March Hare meekly replied.
"Yes, but some crumbs must have got in as well," the Hatter grumbled: "you shouldn't have put it in with the bread-knife."
The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again: but he could think of nothing better to say than his first remark, "It was the best butter, you know."
Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity. "What a funny watch!" she remarked. "It tells the day of the month, and doesn't tell what o'clock it is!"
"Why should it?" muttered the Hatter. "Does your watch tell you what year it is?"
"Of course not," Alice replied very readily: "but that's because it stays the same year for such a long time together."
"Which is just the case with mine," said the Hatter.
Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's remark seemed to have no meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English. "I don't quite understand," she said, as politely as she could.
"The Dormouse is asleep again," said the Hatter, and he poured a little hot tea upon its nose. The Dormouse shook its head impatiently, and said without opening its eyes, "Of course, of course; just what I was going to remark myself."
"Have you guessed the riddle yet?" the Hatter said, turning to Alice again.
"No, I give it up," Alice replied: "what's the answer?"
"I haven't the slightest idea," said the Hatter.
"Nor I," said the March Hare.
Alice sighed wearily. "I think you might do something better with the time," she said, "than waste it asking riddles with no answers."
"If you knew Time as well as I do," said the Hatter, "you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's him."
"I don't know what you mean," said Alice.
"Of course you don't!" the Hatter said, tossing his bead contemptuously. "I daresay you never even spoke to Time!"
"Perhaps not," Alice cautiously replied: "but I know I have to beat time when I learn music."
"Ah! that accounts for it," said the Hatter. "He won't stand beating. Now, if you only keep on good terms with him, he'd do almost anything you liked with the clock. For instance, suppose it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time to begin lessons: you'd only have to whisper a hint to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling! Half-past one, time for dinner!"
("I only wish it was," the March Hare said to itself in a whisper.)
"That would be grand, certainly," said Alice thoughtfully: "but then--I shouldn't be hungry for it, you know."
"Not at first, perhaps," said the Hatter: "but you could keep it to half-past one as long as you liked."
"Is that the way you manage?" Alice asked.
The Hatter shook his head mournfully. "Not I!" he replied. "We quarrelled last March--just before he went mad, you know--" (pointing with his teaspoon at the March Hare,) "--it was at the great concert given by the Queen of Hearts, and I had to sing
"Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!
Moderate, Modest & Mild.
Quite right, beentheredonethat! If the current (for how much longer?) mismanagement of CX believed it was possible to continue whittling away at the pilots' conditions without a reaction at some point, then they ARE living in Wonderland. It is clearly apparent that the pilots "tolerated" a degradation in several areas over the past 8 (or so) years, however the scalpel has now penetrated bone, and the anasthetic has worn off.
Just as lewis Carroll was high on opium writing your favourite fairytale, CX management have been on a similar high from their past successes, and like all addicts needed another hit to keep them feeling good - the bigger, the better. But opiates come at a price, and past experience shows that an addict will usually sacrifice EVERYTHING in the longer term to satisfy his craving. Now might be a good time for Tyler and co to go "cold turkey", and face the REAL world, before their obsession completely destroys what used to be a solid source of revenue for all its employees, as opposed to a lavish, short-term high for an irresponsible few!
Just as lewis Carroll was high on opium writing your favourite fairytale, CX management have been on a similar high from their past successes, and like all addicts needed another hit to keep them feeling good - the bigger, the better. But opiates come at a price, and past experience shows that an addict will usually sacrifice EVERYTHING in the longer term to satisfy his craving. Now might be a good time for Tyler and co to go "cold turkey", and face the REAL world, before their obsession completely destroys what used to be a solid source of revenue for all its employees, as opposed to a lavish, short-term high for an irresponsible few!
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I understand from Chinese business friends that it is an open rumour that the Chinese Government will take a majority stake in CX and that it will then become the State Airline - anyone else heard this??
Moderate, Modest & Mild.
So BHP are we to assume that the objective of current CX management is to drain the company's financial resources down to the same levels as the other Chinese carriers to make for equal competition? If it is their goal, they must probably be the most successful management team Cathay has had to date.
Also in line with that theory, would be the bloodletting - the unnecessary and barbaric sacking of the (49+3-1=) 51....Cathay's version of the "Tianamen Square Massacre" - "Tyler's Squire Massacre", perhaps!
What a great image for the upcoming Olympic Games.
Also in line with that theory, would be the bloodletting - the unnecessary and barbaric sacking of the (49+3-1=) 51....Cathay's version of the "Tianamen Square Massacre" - "Tyler's Squire Massacre", perhaps!
What a great image for the upcoming Olympic Games.
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Kaptin M
As a relative newcomer to this site, I am intrigued to see that you have made 1120 posts in a little over a year - quite prolific really. Would you regard yourself as opinionated?
Perhaps you should get out a bit.
Your profile describes your interests as 'sex & travel'.
Why don't you?
As a relative newcomer to this site, I am intrigued to see that you have made 1120 posts in a little over a year - quite prolific really. Would you regard yourself as opinionated?
Perhaps you should get out a bit.
Your profile describes your interests as 'sex & travel'.
Why don't you?
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Steady on Maximus old fruit!! Kaptin M might be opinionated, but his posts are rather informative and relevant. Lets stay with the thread and try to carry out a mature discussion or desist altogether, what?
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I don't work for CX, probably never will, but all the other things aside, I can report that my trip on CX to London was very enjoyable, good service onboard and on time. A shame to see all this bickering in an otherwise (from an outsider's view) very good airline.
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