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THOUGHT BASED ON THE JOURNALISTIC NEWS
Article 40. – The delegates of the personnel, the internal commissions and similar organisms, will exert in the work places according to the case, in he soothes of the company or the establishment to which they are affected the following representation:
a) Of the workers before the employer, the administrative authority of the work when this one acts of office in the mentioned sites and before the union association.
b) Of the union association before the employer and the worker.
Article 41. – To exert the functions indicated in article 40 it is required:
a) To be affiliate to the respective union association with trade union function and position of agent and to be chosen in elections summoned by these, in the place where the services or in relation to which are lent is affected and in working hours, by the direct and secret vote of the workers whose representation will have to exert. The application authority will be able to authorize, to order of the union association, the different celebration in place and hours, when it exists worthy of consideration circumstances they justified that it.
When in relation to the employer with respect to which the representative will have to build, a union association with trade union function and position of agent did not exist, as could simply be acted by affiliates a new recruit.
In all the cases one will be due to count on a minimum antiquity in the affiliation of (1) a year:
b) To have eighteen (18) years of age like minimum and to throughout inspect to the service of the company the anniversary year previous to the election.
In the establishments of recent installation it will not be demanded to count on a minimum antiquity in the use. The same will happen when by the nature of the activity in which serves the workers to represent the labor relation begins and finishes with the accomplishment of the work, the execution of the act or the benefit on watch for which they were contracted or when the bond forms a contract of work of season.
This is what the text of the law of Union Associations says, therefore one cannot understand because the Supreme court exceeds the frame the law to fail in favor of a Delegate of a Union new recruit when it would not be possible to have been called, unless, in the procedure of call and by having another trade union organization new recruit the call process has not been allowed by the employer’s association, in this case the Navy, since the delegate was of a union of the personnel of the Naval Hospital. With the unions of the S-state also a strange thing what happens. Since in this heading where it has been clearer the failures of the Supreme court. Because it is not rare that it is also on a union like this that could also be including in Civil Personnel of the Armed Forces, who has Trade union Function and position of agent. Also they already coexist for very many years UPCN and TIES, perhaps the two unique Trade union Functions and position of agent that contradict the Rule of the Norm dictated by the Law of Union Associations and that the defenders of the System of a Union by Activity shut up themselves, becoming the boludos, it is mere convenience. But the system for years has a fissure. The court, fails on this specific subject, not yet failure on private unions. On these decrees, the destinies of the labor movement are tiled and unravelled. From the thought gorila of the members of the CTA to destroy the Peronist model, to the sandstone Peronist that watches of reojo and with affection to the CTA like model updated and democratic of the union organization. Those that they detest to Moyano, those that do not understand as a national project with Viviani de Peones de Taxis dressed Jaquet in the dance of the King in Madrid, and all those things can be armed. It seems more to melange of feelings forgets to them, that thing is the labor movement and which is the form that occurred to its organic structure and to its democratic mechanics intern him. Because more they are pawned to make it disappear that to review that it is I denature what it. As if to aggiornar CTA outside (to hoist) the Labor movement, like all thought gorila and in counterpart all delaying thought, the Peronist thought wins to the time and is there, at the hand of whatever it is wanted to find out arranged to give a hand to the country and to organize of a concrete way the workers. Without needing confrontations, black and targets, you cut and fights that do not lead to anything. The strategy is very different from the begging model of the Kirchner.
The out of phase knifegrinder
He raised from the work house like every day.
Also, like every day, I parked in double row, with the intermittent ignitions, against kiosco of newspapers and went to the bakery of always to by the “bread ours of every day”: a long bar, little toast.
In the bakery there were two women in front of me. The retired retailer and with reflections, not indeed of a squirrel, dispatched to them with the parsimony of always.
I heard far to a sound like of flute, short and sonorous.
You, you-ro-ri-ro-riiii.
Immediately it sounded again and with the ears you toot waits for a new sound that immediately arrived. Without giving account, I said me aloud:
-Andá a knifegrinder!
The baker said:
- In the last week or they have passed through barriotres or four knifegrinders.
- To the best thing he is the same, said one of the ladies.
- No, because the same does not return where already it has been, it goes to other districts.
The argument was so obvious, that nobody said nothing.
The woman who was in front of me after sounding “titoriroriii…! twice espetó:
- The crisis forces to look for any office to survive. It is the stomach, that is empty and is necessary to fill it.
The first woman, then, requested magdalenas. As the baker were going to take very many in serving it, I slid to the door to see the one of flautilla.
He was a thin man, with a little long hair and of several days, without washing, used cattle tenders, dull forts and gabán abierto. He had moustache. It seemed to me sesenteno. Perhaps with a hand he passed the flute through the lips with much ability and gracejo, while he watched the terraces, hoping that some housewife showed itself. With the other hand he held a bicycle with a cestita in front of the handlebars and on the wheel of back the wheel to grind.
Whenever I see a knifegrinder the sensible fibers are enternecen to me.
Memory the amount of knifegrinders who happened through the town when he was young there at the beginning of the sixty. Also they passed capadores – “capachines” said my father with irony, tinners, paragüeros, locksmiths, copleros and crowds of gypsys with carts, some donkey, the goat for milk, hens to which they tied a “callus” or average horseshoe so that children with “candles” did not go far and mainly hanging of the noses and sabañones to them in the ears.
My town was like sub-Sahara Africa at present.
When the knifegrinders arrived at the town they gave a return by the streets, followed of all the boys, blowing the flute:
You, you-ro-ri-ro-riiii. Later, they installed the bicycle in the place, unfolding of the saddle a species of bucket with four legs that the wheel of back left to the air and when moving the pedals the wheel moved to sharpen. That one mechanical device seemed to me then a great advance of the technique.
But, the best era when it sharpened knives, scissors, axes, hachuelos, mountain ranges…, moving with a foot the pedal and placing with great ability the instrument to sharpen in the wheel to grind which they left “chustas”, bringing about a chirriante noise.
All the lads we observed the operation with the eyes like plates, imagining to us to manipulate that one rudimentary machine.
My grandfathers said that the knifegrinders were Galician and worried more, the majority of Orense, because it was a very poor earth, were themselves forced to emigrate and to look for the life by “those worlds”. In the mili almost all the Gallegos, whom well-known were, he said, were knifegrinders.
The style of traveling life, far from its family, pobretones and the melancholy of the sound of the flute always produced compassion to me.
Today, nothing else to buy the bread bar I have left quickly to observe to him I have done and it from the parked car.
It has given pain me.
21st century. Who does not have “afilacuchillos” of pocket in its house? Parlanchines of fair sells to a Euro, giving in addition a comb, cortaúñas and a key ring with the Spanish selection. They supply them to the Chinese, like everything, to one hundred. To be knifegrinder is useless.
The progress lives!
Because I am tolerant and respect the form of life of each, but I was on the verge of saying to him that it threw the wheel to sharpen to the container and with the bicycle one went to look for another office better. In short, surely, that the office comes to him from inheritance and its fastening to the tradition is for always.
Way towards the house garage, was on the verge of escapárseme one lagrimilla under the eyelid, but resoplido of the nose upwards prevented, it.
By the rear-view mirror I saw as it twisted by the corner towards another street, looking for impossible things.
-You, you-ro-ri-ro-riiii!
An out of phase knifegrinder.
The knifegrinder of knives in bicycle
The passage of the years and the consumer indoctrination have ended offices that leaned in the reusability of the objects. In a time in which as a result of the globalisation they have fallen in pricked the manufacture costs, manpower in charge of the repair has been forced to adjust or to disappear.
One of the offices that have been affected by this situation is without a doubt the one of knifegrinder of knives and scissors. This worker of the metal crossed the districts mounted in his bicycle and making sound his small plastic harmonica with a melody unmistakable. Although there were also them carried out its work on a motorcycle, without a doubt we remained with the figure of the knifegrinder of knives in bicycle.
The bicycle of the knifegrinders of knives was provided of a good folding structure on which to lift the back wheel so that the knifegrinder could pedalear without moving. With this static pedaleo, besides his back wheel, by means of a system of gears and chains, it rotated a winch with which it sharpened those objects that the rubbing had worn away.
I imagine that although with less presence, this one profession will follow lives, coverall in those places where sharpened equipment has not arrived cheap that makes for the new user the acquisition of instead of the repair and reusability economic.
Memories of my childhood, knives and scissors that lasted years thanks to the winch and the work of the knifegrinders. A knife that does not cut continues being knife in the hope that they give to a new opportunity and those him that the iron allows. It is peculiar that at a time at which they want to serve everything to us divided and packaged, we need to acquire knives sharpened with laser.
Sharpened of knives
It is not the first time that speech of cutlery in this blog. When I bought my two better knives I also took control of whetstones, stones to sharpen in dunked that are very useful but difficult to handle, since it is essential to maintain a constant angle between the leaf and stones. Otherwise, instead of to sharpen the edge, which you obtain is to begin a new edge with each past one.
After much training, I obtained acceptable results, but the knives never cut like when they were new. Good friend, that he has been having a bar in which ham is cut enough, commented for a month the problems to me that he had with the knifegrinders of knives that had managed to destroy to him more of a jamonero knife, I suppose that due to the lack of necessary material or technique. I went through its bar with stones and obtained dejárselos in acceptable state (they were destroyed, and to my he had finished them friend massacreing with a stone to sharpen of grain gordísimo that he had bought in an ironworks). He asked to me where he could buy stones and I said to him that he thought that for a hotel trade establishment the stones seemed to me a little troublesome and that there was a called system EdgePro that seemed to me suitable by simplicity and comfort of use.
So my friend bought it and, he received when it, said to me that it seemed best to him and that in three months he would have amortized the apparatus. Easy to use, surely, and sharpening the knives of an incredible way.
Friki as I could not let pass the occasion, clearly, so I requested the system to him to experiment and, the truth, the results is spectacular. In the attached video you can see before and after a knife that, creedme, was not absolutely outside edge.
chicken broth
A KNIFEGRINDER OF KNIVES IN THE CITY
`’the Knifegrinder” of famous Spanish painter Goya gives an idea us of the data of the office and in the heat of 21st century the monument in Ourense Galicia `’the Earth of the spark” and in Esgos `’Land par excellence of the mythical knifegrinders” and the exhibitions of the museum of the cutlery in Albacete, also in Spain, remember to us that the knifegrinders of knives still are actors of the city of Hispanic countries.
Today the called stone wheel emery, connected to fajillas with the supports of wood twigs of less spectacular dimensions, now, some adapted to a bicycle, walks like an extension of the arm of the knifegrinder who shouts `here ‘I am” when the silbatina leaves the thin canes that his ready conductor blows to press the pedal to turn the wheel.
In South America, by the increase of the violence in the streets, the people have put themselves more distrusted with the traveling workers, for example in Peru, those that offer their services or products, as the gasfiteros, repairers of handles for pots, the salesmen of tamales or the same knifegrinders of knives have been accomplices `’bells” or executors from robberies.
Those imposters of offices that they have around 200 years or those that have learned the cult of the money as much or more as the religion than act Sundays do not know the close thing of offices that have been witnesses of the virreinal time and the republic.
Over the search to want to rescue the culture of the streets of Lima, I encountered Walter, a knifegrinder of knives, natural of Huancavelica, department located to the south this of the Peruvian capital, that crosses the streets of Miraflores. It does not represent other knifegrinders with whom sometimes I could talk, so different from an old amiable knifegrinder who walked by the streets of Magdalena abierto talks to it of district.
Walter, to sharpen knives receives of one to three suns according to size and takes from two to three minutes to have sharpened it, but when I said to him that he needed to take a pair him from photos, said to me that they were 20 suns. _ then, me it reduce to 15, but as see that me seem a abuse, me ask how much he wants to pay? I responded to him what I said from the beginning to him, that was not for any means of a powerful conglomerate of radio or TV. and that would not obtain with that and that the professional photographer received by photo two suns. I had seven suns to pay to him, good but she talked back that she would not let herself less than take the photos by 10 suns.
As it did not have camera, I asked to him that we went to four pictures of where we were so that they took two photos him and that in the way it would do brief questions to him on its office. We are that one would be an approach of the sharpening stone and another one would be of him walking with its machine and calling with the silbatina, but in the door of the establishment said that it did not have the silbatina and that `’did not allow him to use it in the city”. To only I asked him inasmuch as it wants plus it to do? , I breathed deep and I paid ten suns to him of the treatment and one went away. To Walter, the knifegrinder, took 6 minutes in charge work altogether him.
He caused sorrow me that when leaving the establishment, he listened to the silbatina, then I approached to say him that he had acted badly, because if the salesman of a store of antiques were money, in the way, requested that it returns by a service, he to him responded to me joining its fist with the palm of the hand in gesture of `’lack money” and said `’no, because no, it does not agree to me”. This man contradicted itself when in a while he maintained that he worked only to order then when knew I it, touched his silbatina and affirmed that always walked by that zone.
Golds close offices
In the Park Kennedy de Miraflores the small box of monito of the luck” and the photographer with their old machine survive `’that remember the human contact with migrant of the mountain range, in their majority of times, glad, simple and with the purity of the people of the field that it enamors to those with the city which we lived with as much contamination of all type.
The City of Mexico also lodges some offices in extinction like the organillero and the druggist. Pedro Sands Diaz and Alfonso Taboada Martinez, in interview with Rafael Estefanía of English agency BBC tells amiably that they have dedicated his life to his offices. Alfonso speaks of dusts for enamored `’mixture to conquer to the wished being” and a called ointment `’welded” for lice and crab lice.
The advance of the technology and the urban reorganization will eliminate chaotic places like the cachina where they make the sharpening machines and will relegate to traditional offices like the knifegrinders of knives that learned the office of the family and realises who it by more than 20 years competing with modern machines but they say that they are better and colleagues like the Bolivian Huanca Angel, resident in Chile, therefore she shares in an interview to the vestibule Star of Arica. On the other hand Jose Garci’a, Spanish knifegrinder of the new generation that uses its car to transport its sharpening stone and the battery of its vehicle to make it work, in the Spanish vestibule 20 minutes, comments that the knifegrinders majors are retiring and the young people as he no longer wants to dedicate himself to the office.
He depends on us, the human beings, to remember that the new apparatuses of modernity are means, not an aim, to the point of the dehumanization, even though that the people sometimes defraud to us and who we conclude that a machine is better, will always be old an amiable one that counts how we have changed and like the Internet, for example, it does not have to be satanizada by certain contents because ciber space is a world and inside and outside it has of everything. He will always depend on us to give the best use to the tools that we must to grow of inside towards outside.
And still in the future, about other suits and other problems to solve, by our spiritual health and in favor of our creativity, we must dream about histories of the grandmother `’Whenever you hear the sound of pitillo musical of the knifegrinder of knives, catches of the air that one sound before no and guárdalo in your pockets and you will see that the luck you will always take”.
Knife sharpeners history
Design of knifegrinder
This design of Adam Clark was created for all those that wish to sharpen their knives and they do not have experience doing it or they fear to cut itself. This designed to be completely safe and easy to use, only has to clear the cover, to put the knife, to put the cover and to slide to the mechanism in the greatest lower bound of the knifegrinder of ahead backwards. With this simple procedure it will be able to sharpen different sizes and forms from knife since the knifegrinder adapts to different sizes.
knife sharpener
Already many years, when young, memory ago that a gentleman with a strange wheel and a peculiar whistle spent through house of my papas, seemed to zampoña but of plastic, which it made sound while it advanced slowly by the street.
In that then I was mocoso and did not know completely who was east gentleman or why reason whistled when happening, when I asked mother to him (always joking she) smiles and without giving to much him answers me importance that aim of the subject is “rob-boys” (a resource very used in those days to scare the children) -.
It never hoped that believed I it I took root, but being I a boy (enough) idiot believed ingenuous it completely and several questions arose to me: Why they did not catch it? Why it warned with his whistle that walked doing of his? Why it was that strange wheel?
Soon I forgot the subject, until they send me to a day to the store to buy I do not know that thing (before all the picture was like an extension of your house, all they knew and they knew you of whom eras son).
The return, right when doubling the corner, I listen to my backs the whistle of the “rob-boys”… I feel that the blood freezes to me, I hurry the step, I cannot believe in my bad luck… returns to whistle, the fear increases… nongroup of people so that first of all it is necessary to show seriousness (I and my damn died odd habit of first before to lose the composure), the distance until the door of my house to me becomes enormous.
Finally I arrive at the door, the subject has remained slightly back, I touch the timbre, does not abre to anybody… the man to me approaches more and more, I touch with desperation one, another one and again the timbre, just before that stranger can reach to me, my mother abre the door and without saying “water it goes” I beat I jump inwards… uff, Nearly not it story!
Knifegrinders: two questions and one confession
By your street he continues passing the knifegrinder? The other day I saw one by tele in a program on Rumania and remembered the amount of time that I do not listen to it. I resist to think that they have been extinguished: they continue existing knives and continues existing the necessity to have sharpened them (and we admit that the sharpened level of that is obtained with the emery stone that all we have in house is very very regulero…)
By my town it does that I do not hear it pass milk of time. Surely it happens to them as the Leonado Vulture and they only survive in some places of the country… jodería to have to go to Cáceres or Guadalajara to a “reserve of knifegrinders” to obtain a good one sharpened.
Another thing that wanted to you to comment… in all the sites made the same sound of reclamation? In mine they touched a melody like thus: “fiurururruuuuu… fururururiuuuuu” (first towards acute, and soon towards serious – you will have noticed my brutales knowledge of solfeo, eh? -). In yours idem? Those that live near a “reserve of knifegrinders” and listen as hundreds of them simultaneously make the reclamation at time of mating me will be able to easily consist to this second question.
And now a confession: by Tutatis that until good entered years (I suppose that in some age between doing the communion dressed marinerito and the exit of first protomostacho) thought that “fiurururruuuuu… fururururiuuuuu” was the sound that the sharpening gentleman when realising did his work. As it lived in a fourth floor and it did not get to see how it sharpened the tool, had the conviction that when hitting the knife against the stone left peculiar sonidillo. Until a day I saw aforesaid in motorcycle giving him to the whistle-flautilla. What deception.