Thursday, March 31, 2011

Good Hang Out Spot Ideas

The loneliness of workers-Chile-3/28/2011 Ciper

Under what context it is possible that an employer can impose their own conditions of farm workers such that mean putting your life at risk to get a salary? And deeper still: why society allows its workers have to endure in the early twenty-first century forms of slavery own?

The explanation of the company is not even worth considering. Justify the closure of workers for technical reasons, it was a problem of plates, said holding Paulmann-not stand analysis. In fact, the chain, whose motto is "Santa Isabel you know" - is like the imp discovered "in flagrante" invented the first thing that happened.

The real explanation is, in my opinion, so simple and brutal: the radical loneliness that is the Chilean worker. In the absence of ability to form strong unions, prevented from resorting to strike and abandoned by the state, the Chilean worker has to make only against an employer who, by definition, has enormous power, which gives the dismissal.

Let's see how our workers were left alone. First, there are no unions. Only ten percent of Chilean workers have a union to represent you, and the average membership of around 34 members. They are not, strictly speaking, unions, but "sindicatitos." And that question is obvious: someone claims that Penan unions where souls can take on giants like Cencosud, owner of Santa Isabel Supermarket, with all its institutional power and the media?

Second, there is no collective bargaining on working conditions. In Chile, only 5 percent of workers access to a collective agreement. So 95 percent is subject entirely to the individual working conditions which are, by definition, offered by the employer unilaterally.

And if they have no union or bargain collectively, maybe our workers may use to strike in serious and qualified, for example, when an employer decides on the verge of delirium locked up to prevent theft? Nor can. This strike, like most of the strikes in Chile would be illegal. Declared a hypothesis only when workers are negotiating a collective agreement, the strike in Chile suffers more restrictive legal regulation of the world. Hence, although it sounds absurd, if workers or miners Santa Isabel de San José, both slaves to the greed of their employers, had decided on a strike to protest the abuse, this strike would have been hopelessly illegal. Disabled

then to use their own hands to defend collectively, perhaps it is the State of Chile that this responsibility. And then the cold of solitude is complete. The Labour Inspectorate has structural problems, legal and factual now which prevent compliance with the rights of workers. Labor laws because the penalties are simply ridiculous. It is difficult to overcome-fines in more serious cases, the 60 UTM, and that many companies simply assume as a cost, in any case, it is cheaper to enforce the law.

Is the holding Cencosud scare a fine is unlikely to exceed a few million weights? Are owners scared intercity buses with years and years of fines to meet the drivers' rest between working days? Is it scared the owners of the San José mine when a month before the accident were fined a million dollars for security problems on the roof of the mine?

And there are structural reasons, because obviously that public service is not able to monitor millions of daily working relationships and we know that the new guidelines of the audit service are to encourage education over the audit. There are no bad businesses, only uninformed, it seems the new maximum control of that body.

Nothing can then be worse for workers in Chile.

Perhaps his only hope to be themselves: loneliness only ends with another one.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Reed Garden Screening

Antipoems XXVII ½


We
sober drunk crazy power.
We are crazy drunk
they say to do
is a matter of hanging. We are two smoked
to the eyebrows.

Dance,
just one more tango.
Dance,
tell me if it's true.

And my friends say
if I have finally lost the trail
your lips
to kiss my failures.
Let me go head and write false
poems, poems
shit ... Poems
no sense.

Dance,
only blues more.
Dance,
tell me a lie.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

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Fear (Chapter 2 - Be honest, Miedico!)

In the previous article about the fear, Fear (Chapter 1 - ACCEPTANCE) , we saw the importance of the fears appear to accept that the only way to not appear It must be recognized that should appear.

Chapter of Today we will look more natural aspects of fear.

First, it is very important to be honest with ourselves and recognize our fears. Many people never overcome their fears because they dare to admit. They feel uncomfortable and even ashamed to admit that others may think it is a weak person.
Not long ago I heard my grandmother tell the phone to her friend, "Tim is very scary and that's not going to the hospital to see Aunt Amparo." At the moment I heard is true I felt some shame because the picture seemed to project onto me was a "shit" a "Miedico." I had not really gone to see lady of 84 years because she was in a period of testing and wanted to wait to have a longer day, but my grandmother has lived my anxiety processes which long has projected an image of me being afraid to certain topics.

While it is true that I am passionate about the hospitals, of course I went to see my aunt. At first I generated some anxiety, I accepted it had to be there and once in the room with her I said "look like no big deal." From everything I had anticipated irrational fears nothing had happened.

I mean this story is that there is no shame in that some things will create more fear than others people. In my case, I do not fight fear generated by training with a guy twice my size, but other people do.
really all have fears, to any brave knight who fought and became a hero in the past I was afraid. The difference is the management of fear. The gentleman accepted fear will happen, and even fear instead of called "being prepared" (thanks Aida ) and help it to overcome.

The really strong person is one that is honest with herself. I speak from experience, I've been playing for years. Being afraid is natural, such as feeling hungry or thirsty, and I've never seen anyone feel ashamed hungry or thirsty.

all know people who say they have no fear at all and finally turns out, or were confused or were a downright liar. Say you do not feel afraid is like saying you do not feel hunger, love or hate. Everyone experiences emotions and fear is the strongest and most primitive.
Fear arises at the prospect of a conflict or danger, is a natural defense mechanism that helps us survive in life threatening situations. The problem esque brain knows how to differentiate the different types of confrontation. If we present a real danger (a street fight to fend off a mugger), our brain releases adrenaline to optimize the reaction. Present a hazard if intangible, as a college exam, a talk in public, where it is not possible a physical struggle, the brain acts the same way.

When I started training in the martial arts world, I convinced myself that I had no fear of my opponents and all I wanted was to take a level sufficient for my teacher to let me compete against them. Actually what was happening was that the mere thought that I had to fight very hard against them caused me distress, which releases adrenalin made gradually over days, weeks and even months I was getting ready. This advance so long resulted in sleepless nights and reduced my appetite. Under these conditions lost weight and went into a depressive process. I saw myself immersed in a downward spiral, the inability to sleep and not eating because he had to be really bad. At such low defenses have my internal rival, which constantly generates fears me, was taking more power. Eventually I became so sick that I was about to call my teacher and tell silly excuses for not having to fight.

many of you may feel identified ye, how many times the anguish caused by a future confrontation has made you avoid certain situations and made you make an excuse for your absence?

Recognition of your fears is the first and most important step to overcome your fear. If you are not honest with yourself, you can not go not even the first step of your way to success, nor stay in it.


know it is not easy. If it were everybody would be a black belt in Kung Fu, would have a big car, a dream job and live with a perfect match. But the road to achieving our goals lies in being honest and acknowledge the fears we have, in order to overcome them.

Monday, March 28, 2011

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lies if it says I do not lie


I walk, I walk out that it is raining, I go out of the sky raining down notes, notes of a pianist who is on the roof. Caen eighth, black and round, eighth notes, white and silent. That in my umbrella lyrics resonate notes that in oblivion the day there flashes of joy. What if it rains out it's for, why not the sun rises today, today is hidden in the clouds intimidated by the moon. Princess Believe me when I say that one day my heart was yours and in my deepest sympathies go without me ashamed to even look at your tower. I will not be I am your savior or your knight in flames, I will not live this adventure that I find myself reluctantly. And the poet forgotten
also walks through the roof. Hey tell me, what lies beyond the mountains? What say you smell me? I never hear when I speak, always ask if I said something ...

Five violinists are bad luck, four have a pass and six are good-looking, but five, five is a horrible number for a fiddler. Fees and symphonies, pizzicato you happy thoughts filled his head with a full earnest Carpe Diem. Look as I digress, and do not even know what I say, meeting with black widow spider the masts of my guitars.
Ay! Kutxi! I am bloated in this genre degraded by society, that my intentions were good and nearly finished the soles walking on the Gran Via in Madrid. That museums are my houses and if one day I want, I certainly will not find me because I am never, ever am another ... To say more I am not.

And if I look deeper I fall, and I saw my funeral, I saw a sweet piano, a black lady who smiled so that I get into the water and passed from man to frog.
Because I am going through the hills of Úbeda! If I walk by the shower of notes and I see a young, you know I never wanted to smile, who was always happy, without showing that it was. And a passionate kiss and a caress concealed. What a strange madness that funeral to love, from death to the passion ... That ended that dream awake, I hang from a tree and tell me the reason for my demented mind, that the children have lost me as a king and became like a buffoon ... Woe to anyone who wants to approach me.

Hey ... Am I awake?

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Make Small Coin Pusher

La Muela - The Birth

official Spring entered Andalusia for less than a week although for some real change does not start until you change the time, actually more than one had fallen asleep because of this change, which took place at dawn on Sunday and suitable out a little later.


We were going to La Muela, a small village nestled at the foot of Snake Valley, whose origin dates from 1601 when it was founded the Carmelite Convent Juncal , now largely in ruins, there is only a few traces.



With an hour less sleep a day and we headed to unbeatable Algodonales , after breakfast at the crossroads Zahara de la Sierra got into the village of La Muela .


After passing the little village a mile and find an information panel that leads to Recreation Area La Muela , the area gives a good overview of the Sierra de Sand , known by villagers as "Mogote" .



Mound
isolated, conical shape and terminating in blunt, hence the name of "Mogote" which is called as usual. Its terrain is rugged, with lots of rocky cliffs and steep slopes on its slopes, while in turn above is presented as a long plateau with gentle slopes to a peak around 1051 m. altitude.




The Sand Mountains are located northwest of the province of Cádiz marks the boundary between the western countryside of Andalusia depression and Grazalema Natural Park, this being embraced by the rivers and Guadalete Guadalporcún in flow within several underground courses, which form sources for a total of twelve.






; front of us the Tajo de Cueva Morena, after rising a couple of miles to the pergola we track the trailhead, the route runs along the north side of the Sierra of Sand , we ascended the dark side, we enjoyed the scenic attraction that Valley Viper gave us.



The Golden Girls , welcome and Rosa Elena , we are very pleased to have with us.


Broom Group




A few meters from the beginning we met literally with the first scree, is of extraordinary beauty boulders down the hillside to build a huge river rock, among trees with a fabulously amazing advanced, with the vertical wall of the mountains began to rise in a relaxed manner.

Pedro our little walker, now felt lonely without her friend Ellen .




After passing through a gate change understory vegetation on the lower bearing, spring you gave us their first fruits, on the way we watched the strange figures that for one reason or another had taken the rocks due to erosion of the year, some reminded us "Moai" , existing figures on the Island Easter in Chile .

the Peony Blooming Coriacea - Rosa Damn

Palmata Anemone - Golden Light herb Centella or

Cerval Jara - Cistus Populifolius

Durillo - Tinus Viburnun



The gulf


On another occasion was the figure of a dragon, "The gnome did not stop muttering, maintain the silence he said not to wake the dragon and quietly crossed the dark realm of the legendary creature .....", could inspire and be the beginning of a story.



walked down the slope of the mountain to enjoy the variety of existing plants in the area, dominated by oaks and holm oaks, later a small pine forest welcomes us, the area shows signs of logging and clearing, the trail has been recently refurbished, we also had the opportunity to see some isolated examples of firs .

Cistué albidus - Blanca Jara

Teucrium fruticans - Olivilla

Linaria platycalyx - Endemic Grazalema

Milk
Pajaro - Ornithogalum umbellatum

The trail winds up the side of the mountain soon came to 800 m. altitude, the flag flies Andalucía to heaven after winning the elevation continued to the second scree.


Pedro was the first to arrive.



As
feel

Our charming Melissa also dared to rise.

vanguard group expected at this point until the rest of participants came from that altitude and we were enjoying the unmistakable figure of the Rock of Zaframagón , farther east the Rock of Algamitas , the height of Terril and Sierra Board.





Back
we left the village of La Muela the Sierra de Morón and San Pablo while majestic vultures of the great limestone escarpment Zaframagón took advantage of the warm air currents from the throat to delight with its impressive flight.



concluded the slope without difficulty, is equipped with a handrail and the slope has been smoothed by wooden beams, on our way we discovered some smoky quartz veins as we reached the thickness of the existing flora through gorse, mastic, rock, strawberry, juniper durillo and arrive at the crossing of The Birth .



A little more 100 m we were on the lookout Viper, the end of our journey, after the rest of the sandwich and then the beautiful view from the lookout on the way back and walked.


Orchi Olbiensis - Stained Satirón

Cantueso - Lavandula stoechas


Peony Coriacea - Rosa Maldita or Grazalema poppy



Climber in Mogote


Harlequin Butterfly - Rumina Zerynthia

thank all the wonderful day as we had that day, and fellow
and Antonio by Seve photos, see you on the mountain.