There are degrees of animosity. My impression of Kalitta is that it is kind of a back-slappy good-ole boy kind of animosity. Connie knows that the pilots are going to try to take whatever they can get, and the crews know that Connie is going to try to give them just exactly as much as it takes to keep the rubber dog-doody moving, and not a penny more. But they probably all still eat barbecue together at the company picnic for the three weeks a year a picnic is a sane thing to have in Michigan.
Now, I may be wrong, don't know that much about the place, but if that's the case, there are worse relationships to have with your management. Kind of like the Roadrunner and Wile-E Coyote clocking in at the beginning of the day. "Morning Frank. Morning Bob."