The “Real” END of MY LINE

It’s been a few weeks since I published my selfish memoirs my employment history with a company I stood proud with in the beginning, all things considered. I tried my best and not asking anyone to believe my word so why not the word of others. “Performance Appraisals” equal to none, letters of commendation for “excellent performance” from management in that “Best of the Best” I challenge any past employee to show a better announcement of “dedication”. Always achieving in the “Exceeds Expectations” category progressing from Technician I to Technician VI in less then a year and “No daddy Alex” to help me along the way and “Lead Technician” duty calls for 11-years - before I was demoted overnight to Technician Level I because I was a “Union” supporter. I guess it was Morgan Henrie’s first test as a PHD, most likely to succeed in how to rake fuck someone over the coals, maybe it was his thesis - must have been through Trump University! Yes, after 11-years of “Dedication”, my reward was “back to boot camp”. Funny, as instructor Rick cancelled the class because it was too damn embarrassing to him that I was to sit in his class, not as an auditor but a student - when he would be teaching “new hires” about things like “Custody Transfer” at Pump Station#1 - and guess who taught Rick? I am not bragging, just pointing out the fact that dedication awards can be consumed by factions in jealousy, those that think they can place a feather in their caps with the “Executives” by cutting the throats of others. And it was well known, that the closer to Bragaw, the easier it was to cash in on that “attacking” other workers, especially those that worked and lived in Valdez as we were far and removed from the “Filth Floor Bragaw Street” mentality. I would become amazed and nauseated at the same time, how some technicians on their week off but living in Anchorage would waste time away from their families to hob-knob at corporate headquarters - be seen at the cafeteria hoping to get a hand shake from a high up mucky-might-mucker. The culture at Bragaw was hand-job “sick”.  IMAGINE, having to survive by dicking it to your brothers and sisters best have a good excuse when that Pearly Gate is confronting your future. Reminds me, some even use religion as a decoy in “peace be with you” and the CUNTS know what I am talking about. There existed a posse out to get me because of my “UNION” affiliation, an over aggressive “bon voyage boyardee” due my “Vocal Union Support”, and in the end it would amount to career castration - and unfortunately it follows you down that open road. There ought to be a law, as those that get involved in this sabotage attacking another fellow American, the Founding Fathers had a name for that dismissal in righteousness - it’s called “Treason”. And because HR maggots in Alaska stick together like bed bugs, a small community that passes around the “blacklist of bad folks”, my future was doomed - best make the best of it. But I am a survivor and time after time, it was my work ethics “No Bullshit Allowed” that kept a paycheck coming and grub in the refrigerator food on the table. But time and time again, only a matter of time that “stigma” leftover from Alyeska would once again play a role in some ass-wipe chastising my dedication, more rough times ahead. I was branded, no doubt about it and did not deserve it. Sure I was on the “black list” and you would be surprised whom else as that list and its confidentiality went compromised. I know many will be disgusted in me using the word “CUNTS”, the shoe fits so what’s in a word!

Interesting, that I have received no “Cease and Desist” motions from the angry mob “my memoirs” consistent with that “Obligation or Opportunity To Retract”. That legal remedy that allows a “time out” in defense - as everything I have published is TRUE, and that provides me the wiggle room to opine. That is all this is about, an “opine” with facts to support my allegations that Alyeska was more in it for the “Owner Company & Public” image then any moral and ethical responsibility to make sure, well that a “wreck” should not have happened on Uncle Al’s watch - it did and I place 100% of that dereliction and environmental stewardship abandonment upon Alyeska’s shoulders. Alyeska had all the power in the world then some to STOP Joe Hazelwood from entering the “Marine Terminal” only to then drive a tanker laden with toxicity into the best known navigational hazard in Prince William Sound. A little attention is what went missing, that which would have then prevented the drinking Captain from boarding his ship and that would have cost a shipping delay and that may have cost Joe his credentials - end of story. Alyeska, as the entity yielding a whole lot of responsibility that guaranteed to the U.S. Congress this king of wrecks would never happen, unless through a pure accident or terrorist sabotage. It had the opportunity and was so warned about the bad habits of drunk sea captains. But not the focus, as the sights targeted the wrong “persons of interest”. The “CAUSEWAY Rebellion” was the litmus test, and Alyeska’s management failed to heed the warning the rest is history and the reason oil still lingers in Prince William Sound. They spied on us, wasted time and resources trying to find “filth” on the workers when all the time they should have been demanding sobriety tests for the “drunks” that trespassed on Alyeska property proper, so they could board the engine running tankers for a much needed sober up sleep over. Let them sleep it off in a roadside ditch! Every dam crew member returning by TAXI should have been property searched and body scanned and if the scent of booze, send them back to town. Hey, that is what I was up against every damn day I entered the “Terminal” to commence work, along with my fellow roustabouts! See, IMAGINE if instead of wasting time following my “Vocal Union Supporting” activities, to make sure it would be squashed any resurgence, instead we found the wherewithal to apprehend them drunked up tanker crews returning from furlough and getting through Alyeska’s own security. But our victory was short-lived. The fucking drunks were right in front of their eyes, what straight line as the only straight line was the fact they were the employees of “Big Oil” and with Alyeska’s management, it was that sentiment “boys will be boys” so instead we have to harass somebody so why not the dedicated workers. Another challenge, I was the most dedicated SCADA and Instrumentation Technician that ever worked for the “Pipeline People”, and once again challenge anybody my accomplishments to their own. I am willing to wager that had Alyeska dedicated the same attention to Joe Hazelwood as it did my “vocal support for the UNION”, said again the “wreck” would be still just a nightmare bad dream that never really came true. Of course I went pissed, but moved on.

I would come to find out the person(s) responsible setting the trap for any prosperous or sustainable career with the “Pipeline People”, the mole the rat, as HR doesn’t just randomly attack an individual - it does so only on the evidence it must proceed to “Kill the Messenger”, something Alyeska was well known to fancy an admiration upon. When I discovered the “plot”, I retaliated by becoming a pain in the ass as it was the only remedy - as even lawsuits were…they had at their disposal judges through a well-connected legal linkdom! Even before it was discovered through our own “SPY” network that I was a target to be eliminated career wise, just use the hell out of my steadfast dedication then when there is an opportune time, assassinate the messenger. I was a pain because I could run circles around that ”Spreadsheet Masturbation” gang that thought they understood “Custody Transfer”, fancy name for who owns the oil - it was the ultimate in circle jerks - all the way up the chain within the  Oil Movements. Fast and furious funny, that after I finally decided to leave Alyeska alone as BPO Ted was crying like a left out in the cold puppy dog, said I mistreated him and NO you are not going to make me your poster child by making a “stigma” movie about how you fucked me over, well I had burned a whole lot of bridges - not by choice but in my getaway car. The sad fact, Alyeska let this attack go on so those with an input into my career assassination - because there was a “mentality” that upper management liked such attacks - the scoundrels learn one thing, that it is OK and that becomes a trait so is inherited and propagates. See, a human weakness is grudge holding. And when the HR CUNT robbed me of my career, because she was good friends with the “mole” Bigly Rat, when she left Alyeska I would have the opportunity to cross paths again - with this CUNT. She just happened to go to work for the same organization I was gainfully employed, within a few weeks of her promotion as an HR SPOC for a contract with British Petroleum, I was disciplined for an off the wall incident - as some punk manager trying to look good in front of the BP boys wanted me to do an unsafe act. I refused, and low and behold the BP workers united to back me as they were members of the OCAW - the Oil, Chemical and Atomic Workers “Union” that was making headway into the “North Slope” workforce.  So once again, I was affiliated with the “UNION” and with that was reprimanded based on what the CUNT recommended and when there came a reduction in force, I was the first one let go on the BP contract. In fact, the BP management went pissed, but they can only make waves so big, but they respected my work and made mention I was the only dependable technician on the contractor’s staff. Matter of fact, the first supervisor I worked for “There is life after Alyeska” and before he retired, I scored a 4.14 out of a 5, for my annual rating. But that didn’t count, just more “Filth Floor” retaliation. Yes, I scored a 4.14 that is, well some said “walks on water”. But when the ex-ARCO manager left the BP contract a CUNT was hired and she hired another CUNT and she hired the CUNT from Alyeska, and my stigma never went south, so I was soon fired. That is the sad fact of the matter, Alaska is a small community and if you have “baggage” from someone’s desire to fuck you over, even by way of mistaken identity, you are fucked and there ain’t no labor laws “yet” that can help you out. Maybe a poem will suffice:

Three Blind CUNTS
Three slime lice
Like peas in a pod
Three stool stooges
Marsha blows the Moe Machine
Sally reams the Larry can
Kathy swallows a Curly Cue
Three slime lice
Three Blind CUNTS

And like already mentioned, IMAGINE taking Alyeska to task with a lawsuit. I tried, then was alerted to the law firm representing Alyeska was good friends with the assigned judge in the case - Case Closed by “Summary Judgement”. Look how Joe Hazelwood and EXXON got off the hook? Red-handed evidence, but a penance a pittance circumstantial leniency that sets the stage for “precedence set” and when it happens again, same outcome. So when Alyeska allowed an HR pigeon toed CUNT to interfere with the workers, it carries on even with life after Alyeska. It sucks and all Alyeska workers should be aware - maybe the culture has changed, but that would have required an entire purge, as the culture was corrupt in the sake it did not support the workers engaged in legal activity to “Unionize”. There are a few in the know, our trial and tribulations to do things right and “I won’t forget to put roses on your grave.” To all my brave Brothers & Sisters that saw it fitting to call on the “UNION”, remember the words of “Junior” Leslie, the rough and tough protégé of the 798ers, the guy that stepped forward to volunteer to weld that last remaining piece of 48” pipe in the treacherous “Thompson Pass” - not the last piece of that 800-miles of pipe, but a serious challenge: “I did it for the UNION” so did I and when I stood in solidarity with the “Hoss” during the “CAUSEWAY Rebellion”, wielding RIGID pipe wrenches in defiance of a drunked out tanker crew disrupting our “Paradise”, had the Alyeska management…they didn’t care! And for the “HOSS”;

I knew that he had died that week
After fighting death a year or more
But I had had a rule before
That funerals were a waste of flowers

But something said I had to go
To be a witness to his gift of love
A man who never once gave up on life
Until death took him in his tracks

The man was a hero
He played the music of our souls
He knew that we all have in us
A place where beauty always grows

The man was a hero
He played the music of our souls
He knew that we all have in us
A place where beauty always grows

(Songwriters: Judy Collins)

~ The END of the Line ~

One final thought: I had spent many, way too many hours of my precious time with David Pritchard and Theo Polasek and Larry Wood and Senior Crybaby Ted Owen, as they understood the existence of a systemic problem but could not find a ways and means to eliminate what was promoting such a corporate disease. These were senior managers with experience and legally minded authorities, yet went baffled at the problem at hand. All those 3^rd party professionals that were hired, they can only do justice with “textbook” already solved problems, this was not what Alyeska was up against. They understood my potential and track record, and could not grasp an understanding of how such dedication could invite a “stigma” in the negative and deny what one manage was quoted: “Mike has the potential to advance far within the company. I would highly recommend Mike for any first-line supervisory position that might become available.” That was in December of 1984. It never materialized, it was the opposite effect, no rewards just a boot because I was already “branded”. Had I known, had the “Spy v. Spy” acknowledged this, I would have packed my bags a long time ago and went to work for a decent company that was legitimate.  And by the late 80s, it was way beyond a “problem” it was beyond repair conventional wisdom of modern management techniques, so came the panic and it didn’t help as the same people causing the problems were the ones called upon to fix it - it don’t work that way! Only a UNION had the wherewithal to fix this problem, because that would have allowed the employees a “grievance process” that can have ties in remedy to the U.S. Labor Department - yes it invites outside interference that was necessary to make a difference. Yet that was not even a consideration - and instead continue to “shoot the messenger”. Alyeska took many shots my direction, but remember, some of us were the epitome of that “Best of the Beat” and could dodge those bullets. I was threatened, like so some inspectors being harassed and told don’t fly in a helicopter, as it may mean a trapdoor to death. With respect to a “Union”, it had to do with politics and image - the Owner Company said NO. And with that, Alyeska lost control and set it sights on the workers that were “vocal”, like myself and that allowed the Joe Hazelwoods to infiltrate, and we know the outcome of that “boys will be boys” sentiment. Remember the CAUSEWAY Rebellion!