Wow, I can't believe it is such a hard principle to grasp. OK, one more time. And remember, this is only ONE possible solution of many. IF the pilots need to have the same flight attendants on THEIR entire paring, and the flight attendants DO NOT, and IF the f/a's negotiate this into a contract and integrate before the pilots do, THEN the scenario can work without violating anyone's agreement.
I still think you are arguing for the sake of arguing, in order to distract everyone from my actual point, which has nothing to do with who does what or how at which airline. Once again, my point is that there are POSSIBLE scenarios (even probable) where a PHX 330 satellite in PHL to fly a handful of international city pairs could work for the company, especially if you win any pay restorations, and that the 330's are not the exclusive domain of the east under any and all circumstances. But I know, I know... you have all the answers. So carry on with your rants and attacks. It won't change the fact that others see things differently.
Try to remember that the only reason I even brought this up is because someone claimed a satellite base for pilots wouldn't work because of the f/a's, and "all kinds of contract and TA language." I disagree because no one knows what the future holds, and there certainly are many possibilities that could make it a reality.
I dunno, seems like a lot of If's.
Whatif
Last night, while I lay thinking here,
Some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
And pranced and partied all night long
And sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pol?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow talle?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems swell, and then
The nighttime Whatifs strike again!
A kids poem from Shel Silverstein