Wow. The Evil Empire moniker really does apply.
The Evil Empire name is very fitting. For managment.
For us line pukes who slugged it out in the trenches everyday we had a camaraderie unlike any other. Yeah, it sucked, but we were in it together, and damn if I wouldn't put myself out in ANY way to help ANY of my fellow crewmembers in whatever way they needed. The way the transcons crews worked together to get from JFK to LGA to catch our commuter fights home was like poetry, at Eagle we would do ANYTHING to help each other get to/from work/home commuting. The crew coordinator would drive us from the crew lounge out to the employee lot sometimes... We would do anything for each other, because we knew The Machine in DFW didn't care if we lived or died.