Raul Pollak

@FerLUGRIS Excelente trabajo Fer!

Grandes artistas uruguayas hicieron posible este importante evento de INAVI, junto a los Ministerios de Educación y Cultura y Relaciones Exteriores, en el Palacio Santos 🇺🇾🍷

@INAC_Uruguay and @UruguayMeats stand out at F&H Asia #Singapore, for the fourth year in a row. This year, Chef 🇺🇾 @TomasBartesaghi joined in to showcase to chefs and F&B managers of the region, the secrets of unparalleled Uruguay’s barbecue @CancilleriaUy @MGAPUruguay

🗣️@ValeCSU, exclusiva: “Hay mucha gente que no nos creía. Hemos eliminado muchas preocupaciones sobre el acuerdo entre Mercosur y Unión Europea. A partir del 1 de mayo, los aranceles se aplicarán de manera automática. Sobre los estándares sanitarios que hay que cumplir hoy, son los mismos que tendremos que cumplir a partir del 1 de mayo”.

El presidente de la República, @OrsiYamandu, firmó el decreto reglamentario de la ley que regula la muerte médicamente asistida en Uruguay, aprobada luego de un proceso de debate profundo, plural y sostenido en el tiempo. “Uruguay sigue construyendo acuerdos en los temas que más importan”, publicó el mandatario en sus redes sociales. 🔗gub.uy/presidencia/co…

Comparto una nota muy profunda que me hicieron en El País de Madrid esta semana: elpais.com/america/2026-0…

@DonaBastarda Las más sinceras condolencias para la familia y los amigos de Agustín y para toda la enorme comunidad murguera. A seguir cantando que es el mejor homenaje..😔😔😔😔

Murga Doña Bastarda despide, con profundo dolor, a uno de sus máximos exponentes, Agustín Ríos. Agus fue fundador de esta murga. Con una enorme calidad artística, pero por sobre todas las cosas, humana, logró que su familia sea parte imprescindible de esta Familia Bastarda. Desde el 2018 a la fecha, Agustín estuvo presente en cada momento que hizo a esta murga lo que es hoy por hoy. A su paso, no solo perdemos a un gran artista, perdemos un hermano, un amigo. A sus padres, a sus hermanos, a sus sobrinos y tías, a los miles de amigos que Agustín cosechó y arrimó a la murga en tantos años de Carnaval, a su querida Tripulación, a todas las murgas jóvenes de las que él participó, a sus seres queridos y allegados, les acompañamos en este difícil momento y los abrazamos fuertemente. Saben que acá también tienen una familia. Gracias por tantas risas compartidas, Agustín. Que en paz descanses, Carita. Tu Doña Bastarda.

Felicitaciones y éxitos!!!

@IamPrisacariuA Isn’t he? Not even chasing them?

Did that person really said to Novak that he’s CHASING Carlos and Yannik…? Oh Jesus… the audacity… the disrespect.

@gonzaloferreyr Porque no llora ni grita, no hace un show de dolor ni aspavientos, como otros…. Por eso.

¿Por qué tratan de pecho frío a Musetti por la lesión? Cuando Dimitrov se lesionó contra Sinner, todos se lamentaron y fueron bastante más empáticos. No entiendo el motivo de la diferencia en el relato.

@raghavv_01 Do you seriously think that we deserves to be in the semis?? We didn’t even play man!!! I don’t say we hasn’t been a great player but now is fading faster and faster. He and his fans should swallow it with more dignity

Djokovic making 5 consecutive slam semifinals at the age of 38 is genuinely insane man, for context Federer never managed to do that post AO'10.

@VeronicaHoungan Agree!!

Djokovic draw 71st 141st 75th walkover retirement LUCKIEST OF ALL TIMES!

@Black_Wayfarer @BarclayCard18 Only way he could win a major again

Feel like I wouldn't be surprised at this point if every other player still in the draw all simultaneously spontaneously combusted, allowing Djokovic to win the tournament by default...

@DjokovicFan_ @DjokerNole way to semis: Pedro Martinez, 71, Maestrelli, 141. Van de Zandschulp, 75. Mensik, W.O. Mussetti, retired

Novak Djokovic: “I’m chasing Sinner and Alcaraz? I’m always the chaser and never been chased? I find it disrespectful that you missed out on what happened in between when I dominated the Grand Slams for 15 years.” 🔥

@RomanKosek3 @TheTennisLetter As usual when things go a way he doesn’t feel comfortable with, trying to cool down the match and distract his opponent …. Fortunately there are some umpires that don’t fall into his game

This is exactly why Djokovic will never be universally respected or seen as a true legend. Not because of his results — those are insane — but because of moments like this. All it took was: “You’re right. My bad. Sorry.” Instead we get an argument about a hat and “gentleman behavior.” Greatness shows in small moments too, not just in trophies. 🎾

Novak Djokovic had some words with the umpire during his match against Lorenzo Musetti at the Australian Open. He couldn’t find his hat during the changeover… the umpire gave him a time violation warning. Novak: “I was looking for my cap. I was changing. You could’ve given me a heads up, as a gentleman and someone who’s been in sport for a couple decades… Mid first set, first time I go over and you give me a warning. You think that’s fair? I’m not saying it’s against the rules, because I went over. But you could’ve given me a heads up right? You could’ve told me ‘Hey Novak, hurry up.’ Right?”

@mussarat_zia @DjokovicFan_ Absolutely, you’re the chaser. You’ve reached the semis only because you didn’t play against any top 20 until Mussetti who would have beaten you in straight sets shouldn’t he had had to retire. So, yes, you were somebody, no discussion about it. But now, you’re the chaser

Sir Novak ate the reporter and left no crumbs. Happy he gave the reporter a piece of his mind. Undermining someone who has won 24 Grand Slams, by describing him as only a 'chaser' is both disrespectful & an affront to the genius of Djokovic. His editor needs to serve him a memo, probably fire him.

@ValeCSU Que excelente hilo Vale! Felicitaciones por el esfuerzo coronado.

Después tocó explicar el acuerdo y sus contenidos

En días como el de ayer, se nos vienen mil recuerdos. Es imposible explicar tantos años de trabajo conjunto del gran equipo negociador 🇺🇾 que asumió el titánico esfuerzo de negociar con la UE. Así que va🧵 de imágenes (los años pasan, pero seguimos siendo los mismos!!) 👇🏻

@Hoang_HQ 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

A man was harassing a woman in the elevator. See what she did.

@VietnamNewsVNS So sad. Our hearts remain close to the People of #Vietnam which has been facing huge storms and flooding all over the typhoons’ season

🆘 41 people have died and nine others remain missing in the devastating floods battering the Central and Central Highlands of Việt Nam for the past week. ☔ 52,000 houses are submerged, 13,000 hectares of crops damaged.

@sweet_nector1 All of them, according your palate

Which one is perfectly cooked?

"My name's Raymond. I'm 73. I work the parking lot at St. Joseph's Hospital. Minimum wage, orange vest, a whistle I barely use. Most people don't even look at me. I'm just the old man waving cars into spaces. But I see everything. Like the black sedan that circled the lot every morning at 6 a.m. for three weeks. Young man driving, grandmother in the passenger seat. Chemotherapy, I figured. He'd drop her at the entrance, then spend 20 minutes hunting for parking, missing her appointments. One morning, I stopped him. "What time tomorrow?" "6:15," he said, confused. "Space A-7 will be empty. I'll save it." He blinked. "You... you can do that?" "I can now," I said. Next morning, I stood in A-7, holding my ground as cars circled angrily. When his sedan pulled up, I moved. He rolled down his window, speechless. "Why?" "Because she needs you in there with her," I said. "Not out here stressing." He cried. Right there in the parking lot. Word spread quietly. A father with a sick baby asked if I could help. A woman visiting her dying husband. I started arriving at 5 a.m., notebook in hand, tracking who needed what. Saved spots became sacred. People stopped honking. They waited. Because they knew someone else was fighting something bigger than traffic. But here's what changed everything, A businessman in a Mercedes screamed at me one morning. "I'm not sick! I need that spot for a meeting!" "Then walk," I said calmly. "That space is for someone whose hands are shaking too hard to grip a steering wheel." He sped off, furious. But a woman behind him got out of her car and hugged me. "My son has leukemia," she sobbed. "Thank you for seeing us." The hospital tried to stop me. "Liability issues," they said. But then families started writing letters. Dozens. "Raymond made the worst days bearable." "He gave us one less thing to break over." Last month, they made it official. "Reserved Parking for Families in Crisis." Ten spots, marked with blue signs. And they asked me to manage it. But the best part? A man I'd helped two years ago, his mother survived, came back. He's a carpenter. Built a small wooden box, mounted it by the reserved spaces. Inside? Prayer cards, tissues, breath mints, and a note, "Take what you need. You're not alone. -Raymond & Friends" People leave things now. Granola bars. Phone chargers. Yesterday, someone left a hand-knitted blanket. I'm 73. I direct traffic in a hospital parking lot. But I've learned this: Healing doesn't just happen in operating rooms. Sometimes it starts in a parking space. When someone says, "I see your crisis. Let me carry this one small piece." So pay attention. At the grocery checkout, the coffee line, wherever you are. Someone's drowning in the little things while fighting the big ones. Hold a door. Save a spot. Carry the weight no one else sees. It's not glamorous. But it's everything." Let this story reach more hearts.... Credit: Mary Nelson