As the deputy international president of FAPO, I greatly envision a liberated set of hardworking employees who have been locked in the constricted confine between the greed of employers and the avarice of various union organizations that have tread down your hope, aspiration, and expectation of better life born out of a new day. You have incessantly looked to the horizon for a new dawn with rays of hope whipped out of the sun. But repeatedly, dark cloud shroud the light that has been so obstinate to come. Robbed by the companies and their collaborating organizations on one hand, ditched by the union organizations you elected to represent you on the other. They promise always to fight for you and bring balance to the scale of justice that has heavily swung against you. They often divorce you from this promised commitment and align themselves to your employers, sitting at their dining table laced with goodies bought with money that should have been invested in your good service.
As a veteran uniform officer, who has worn uniform in at least two continents of the world, I understand beyond mere philosophy what it takes to be in the front line of defensive, protective service, rendering safety and peace of mind to clients, their friends and loved ones. I know in practical sense the very thing line between being a good officer and a dead officer. As an officer, your life is the raw material for the security of others. I know this first-hand as an individual who has worn uniform for decades. This is where I draw my understanding that you must be well rewarded for your dispensed professionalism. I urge you to hook up with us and we will prove that these are not mere words but living promise.
At FAPO, we are the voice to the voiceless.