A walk through London with Silvia Plath and other writers

Although the title of this installments of ‘The Houses-Museums and their literary inhabitants. A personal tour ‘does not correspond exactly to what you will be able to read in the following lines, allow me this time the license because I believe that, after all, reviewing my personal tour through the streets of London and its numerous commemorative plaques make the British city in a kind of large open-air museum.

And it is that London has the wonderful regulation of installing a plaque on the facade of each building that has housed in its interior an illustrious person, both in literature, which is what interests us here, as well as in science, politics , from economics, research, history or philosophy. A fantastic initiative that I have nothing but to applaud.

The installation of these commemorative plaques began in 1866 by a project of the English historical heritage area, the first plaque placed on the exterior of a building being the one located at 24 Holles Street in Cavendish Square, a plaque placed outside the building where the poet Lord Byron was born, already known by the readers of these reports on House-museums. The building was demolished in 1889, so it appears that the oldest blue plaque in existence today is that of Napoleon III in Saint James, placed in 1867.

At present, nearly a thousand of these plaques adorn the facades of London buildings, inviting people from the city to discover what famous people resided, lived, were born or died on every street, on every corner or in each square. I don’t know about you, but that fascinates me, because, as I affirmed in the presentation of these reports, the people that recognize their own, magnify themselves as such. And the London people are well served for that.

But let’s begin this unique journey with the immense poet Silvia Plath (1932-1963), who, although of American origin, lived and died in the British city. To get to 25 Fitzroy Road in Primrose Hill, you have to cross Regent’s Park at the end of which is 221B Baker Street. I don’t know if they know, but a famous detective ‘resided’ there. Can you imagine which one?

A warm sun welcomed me the morning I took the subway trip to go to the house where the Boston poet lived her last days. I got off at Baker Street and started to cross the huge park (it houses a zoo inside, I will not tell you more) in the direction of Fitzroy road. The expectation filled me, eager as I was to get to the door of the house where Plath decided one sad February day in 1963 to lock herself in the kitchen leaving the gas in the oven on with her head inside.

And there was the house, the same one that housed the Irish poet, William Butler Yeats, long before Plath (seems to have been the reason why Plath chose this house). The blue plaque on the outside of the property reminds that Yeats lived there without making any reference to Plath (bad, very bad). I want to think that the reason is because Plath was not British by birth. I do not know, the truth. Now that yes, my pilgrimage to the building was not for Yeats, with all due respect to the author of The Pilgrimage of Oisin (1889), student of William Blake and Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923, but for his other resident. She will not be recognized on the plate, nor was she for many years in universal poetic and literary circles, but her work is located in my personal library as one of my greatest treasures and, of course, constitutes for me one of my mothers poetic. That is why I begin this journey with her and that is why I went to her last resting place because, although it is not on the famous plaques of the illustrious British citizens, for me it is one of the great poetry. And that, there is no plate that reflects it.

After paying my respects to the author of ‘Daddy’, I went the other way to see 221B Baker Street, where Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (1859-1930) located the home of one of the most famous detectives in history of Literature, the unique Sherlock Holmes. Yes, okay, I have not gone crazy: I know that it is a fictional character but that does not stop being famous. In fact, when Conan Doyle located the residence of the clever English detective on Baker Street, the street ended at number 85. In 1930 the route was widened and number 221 was assigned to a bank where, by the way, hundreds of letters arrived a month asking for advice and police intervention from the emblematic detective, so much so that in the end, in 1990, a museum dedicated to Holmes and his inseparable companion Dr. Watson was inaugurated. Elementary, dear reader.

Oh, what do you want me to tell you? But I love when fiction surpasses reality because in reality, I’m afraid, we are all very well served. And if not tell George Orwell. Who would have thought that we would live in a world so, so, so similar to the one he created in his most emblematic work, ‘1984’? But there is even a proposal to create a Ministry of Truth! Is it not to ask?

I remember it was a rainy day, one of those light but persistent ones that end up soaking you, when I approached the number 22 of Portobello road. I had left home without an umbrella and I had to pay for the naive recklessness (friend, you’re in London!) By stopping at one of the many small shops that give Portobello that unique Caribbean air, to buy an umbrella with which to mitigate the water that little by little was creeping through my jacket.

Just as the sky cleared, I found myself in front of a typical London two-story house, beautifully painted and perfectly maintained. The novelist and journalist George Orwell (1903-1950) lived there. I know it may seem silly, but I was thrilled to see the exterior of the house in which the author of ‘1984’ (1949) once resided. How not to get excited? Dystopian fiction freaks me out, I won’t deny it. Although I recognize that it can cause me fear, a lot of fear. And now you, I imagine, intuit why.

I’m almost sure that one of the smartest remedies to mitigate the effects of that dread is reading. And if there is a space dedicated to reading and books in the city Londoner that’s the British Library. Oh what a wonderful place! What treasures it keeps inside! Awesome. And it is that the national library of the United Kingdom has, to point out a datito of nothing, with about 150 million publications and to which another three million new objects are added annually between books, newspapers, scores, patents, manuscripts, maps… Nothing, a small thing.

In fact, the visit responded to my interest in knowing the permanent exhibition of part of those funds. In a reserved space, in which it was strictly forbidden to take a photo and with two security guards stalking any strange movement, several showcases with objects each more wonderful were spread before my astonished eyes: there were several handwritten notebooks of Leonardo Da Vinci , crossed out sheet music by Handel, manuscripts by James Joyce and Jane Austen (Oh, my god) and, please, several of the songs of the legendary Liverpool group The Beatles, handwritten on the back of a mail envelope or in napkins. I could’nt believe it! But I almost cried when I saw it! Sorry, can I beatlemania.

Oh, by the way, it was also in the British Library, perfectly protected in their respective insulating glass cabinets, the famous Turing machine, designed by the English mathematician Alan Turing and a long-play with the voice of the Irish writer James Joyce narrating fragments of his novel ‘Ulysses’ (1922). Are not all of them true wonders? Ali-Babá’s Cave falls short next to the British Library.

And if we talk about treasures, what not to say about the British Museum? Of course, it is not a literary headquarters, but among its many treasures is the brand new Rosetta stone, which, after all, constitutes one of the oldest known vestiges of writing. Oh, how I liked seeing her. So extraordinary, so indecipherable for so long, almost as much as the spark generated by quality literary creation (ha, there I leave it).

Very close to the museum, is the meeting place of what was one of the most significant literary and intellectual groups of the early 20th century: the Bloomsbury Circle. At number 46 Gordon Square was the home of sisters Stephen, Vanessa and Virginia, in whose living room the germ of the aforementioned association of artists, writers and intellectuals was forged. It included, in addition to the immeasurable Virginia Woolf (1882-1941), author of one of the most decisive essays in feminist and feminist literature, ‘A Room of Our Own’ (1929), intellectuals of the stature of the mathematician John Maynard Keynes Bertrand Russell or Ludwig Wittgenstein.

Back on the streets, how can we forget the creator of the beloved child who did not want to grow up, ‘Peter Pan’, Sir James Matthew Barrei (1860-1937) and my dear Agatha Mary Clarissa Miller (1890-1976), better known as Agatha Christie , who, by the way, visited the islands of Tenerife (where an International Literary Festival is held in his honor) and Gran Canaria with his daughter and his personal secretary in the 30s of the last century. On the island of Gran Canaria he stayed at the Metropole hotel in Las Palmas de Gran Canaria and visited the municipality of Agaete, where he set the story ‘The company lady’, included in his book of stories ‘Miss Marple and the thirteen problems’ (1933).

And of course, I have to mention the great novelist, the mythical author of ‘The Invisible Man’ (1897) and ‘The Wars of the Worlds’ (1898), HG Wells (1866-1946) or the author Arnold Bennet.

Yes, yes, I know: I am missing a lot of the leading authors in London who have plaques on the outside of their buildings. To make a more comprehensive review, I would have to conduct an essay study, which is not the objective of these reports. And, of course, it is not my intention to cover them all, I would rather.

Although I do anticipate that I have two of the most international British authors left: the famous Charles Dickens and the eternal William Shakespeare. To them I will dedicate the next two installments of ‘The Houses-museums and their literary inhabitants. A personal journey ‘. If you will allow me one piece of advice: don’t miss out.

Photos by Josefa Molina.


Master Yoda and the Anthropologists

It was a November like this, but twenty-six years ago. At that time I was working as coordinator of the team of reporters in the monthly magazine Año Cero and the editor-in-chief of the competition, Concha Labarta, telephoned me with exquisite discretion to invite Manuel Carballal and me to a secret meeting with Carlos Castaneda. In the mid-nineties, Castaneda was one of the stellar gurus of the New Age. In 1968 he published a book that would mark the hippie years of the counterculture, LSD and the protests against the Vietnam War: The teachings of don Juan. The least were the almost thirty million copies that he sold of that and the twelve titles that followed, but its impact on the collective mind of a West eager for transcendence. That book of conversations between an anthropology student at the University of California with a Mexican shaman expert in hallucinogenic cacti named Juan Matus would inspire from the concept of “force” that George Lucas incorporated into the Star Wars scripts, to the famous theme of the Eagles, Hotel California. As if that were not enough, the author had decided to hide his identity by preventing the circulation of his images until he became obsessed, thus becoming the most elusive “spiritual master” of the nascent Age of Aquarius. It was logical that an invitation like this would make Manuel and me nervous.

Our appointment was to take place in a private room in the L’Alsace restaurant, a few kilometers west of Madrid. “You can’t take cameras or tape recorders,” Concha begged us. That afternoon, fifty minutes before the event, I picked up my friend at the door of the Faculty of Information Sciences and we flew there. The booth vibrated with the thirty people who had answered the call, among them some celebrities from the cultural life of the moment, although we immediately had the impression that Manuel and I were the only ones who did not belong to the guru’s “circle of trust” . Finally, at around seven o’clock, without waiting, a thin, short man, of a certain age but exultant with energy, crossed the room to stand on the small platform that had been set up for him. “I come to excite you intellectually,” he said to a parish that was going to stop blinking for the next few minutes. It was Carlos Castaneda.

The little man spoke perfect Spanish. Pleased to recover the language he had learned in his native Peruvian Cajamarca, he took the opportunity to enhance his “personal legend.” «Before publishing Don Juan’s teachings, I wrote another book called The Crack Between the Worlds, but I lost the manuscript in a Japanese cinema in Los Angeles and I never got it back… You know? It was a bad book. It was a thing of fate. Despite the fact that Concha Labarta had forbidden us to bring any recording instruments into the room, the hostess let me use a notebook. And in the notes I took that day – and which I found last week – I collected more assertions. Castaneda told us about his stumbling blocks with what he called “cyclical beings”, people with different appearance, race or age, although with the same personality, memory and character, whom he claimed to have been pursuing for twenty years. “They are beings from another dimension that infiltrate among us.” He also defended that it was possible, through harsh shamanic training, to make our memory release the memories of a lifetime in a few seconds. He called that “the recapitulation.” And he even had time to disdain other gurus of the century, such as Yogananda or Krishnamurti, whom he claimed to have met.

The audience wasn’t breathing. Nor did he when someone brought up the George Lucas thing from him. For that group, it was impossible to attend to a dialogue between Luke Skywalker and Yoda without knowing with satisfaction that its origin was hidden in the conversations between Castaneda and don Juan Matus. However, the teacher shook off that responsibility by arguing that Lucas had also read texts by other anthropologists, such as Joseph Campbell. Look for The Hero with a Thousand Faces and you will know what I am talking about. However, “he added,” everything related to don Juan is not something that can be described; it has to be done.

The time that has passed since that meeting has ended up putting things in their place. Carlos Castaneda passed away in 1998, leaving us a work published in 17 languages, unconditional followers in the world of art and cinema, female disciples involved in rumors about the guru’s incredible sexual appetite, suicides … and even the very black suspicion that his teacher Don Juan – the real Yoda – did not exist except in his imagination. In fact, Manuel Carballal was so hooked on his personality that only two years ago he published a thick volume in which he unmasked the man who avoided taking pictures. He titled it The Secret Life of Carlos Castaneda. And now – as one more contribution to the memory of my first and only contact with those remote days – the publisher of Jacobo Siruela has just rescued the work of Joseph Campbell. Naturally, on Castaneda’s early advice, I have read it. Now I know that the real Yoda was never Don Juan, that imaginary Nagual Toltec shaman, but his infinite capacity to invent a false life. Yours. But what are myths if not true falsehoods? And perhaps for that reason they stop being important or influential?


Read Campbell. It’s better than Castaneda. And they’ll know what I’m talking about.


Xiaomi’s bet to conquer the high-end segment in Colombia

Salomón Asmar Soto – sasmar@larepublica.com.co

Xiaomi today announced the launch in Colombia of the Mi 10T Pro, the brand’s flagship, which promises to give power and creativity to its users in all aspects of their personal and professional life with a user experience at the highest level in aesthetics. efficiency, innovation and distinction at a highly competitive price.

The team stands out for its Qualcomm Snapdrago 865 processor, which offers extreme energy efficiency, first-rate power and 5G connectivity; a spectacular screen with intelligent update AdaptiveSync technology that refreshes at a variable rate of up to 144hz; a 5,000 mAh battery optimized to the limit of possibilities, and three cameras with up to 108 MP, which stands out for its complementary functions and until now unpublished in the category.

The Mi 10T Pro will be available in Colombia from the fourth week of November at a base price of $ 2,699,000 in operator stores, online commerce and key points of sale, to give real power to ideas.

Mi 10T Pro boasts one of the best flat-panel displays available on any smartphone today, with an industry-leading 144Hz refresh rate.

While high refresh rate displays are often the victims of high power consumption and inconsistent frame rates, Xiaomi’s AdaptiveSync display automatically matches the frame rate of content, to enjoy from the best movies at 48Hz to watching TV series at 50Hz, and from streaming transmissions at 30Hz or 60Hz to scrolling content on social networks or online games up to 144Hz (ensuring a smooth experience and optimal battery use). And with Motion Estimation – Motion Compensation (MEMC) technology this device inserts more frames to make video smoother and better.

Mi 10T Pro features one of the largest flagship batteries in our smartphone market: a 5,000 mAh (typ) large capacity battery. With built-in power optimization technology, this smartphone releases more power for longer battery life.


Between shark and Star Wars cult: Salzgitteraner collects Lego

The unmistakable sound of rummaging through a Lego box, that plastic-like rustling. “Wonderful,” says René Rudahl. The 41-year-old Üfinger is a fan of the do-it-yourself plastic blocks that the Danish master carpenter Ole Kirk Christiansen registered for a patent in 1949 and with which he literally became extremely rich.

In Rudahl’s garage, Lego boxes are piled up to the roof; in the basement, shelves and cupboards are lined up in which collecting boxes full of studded stones are stored. Many boxes are in their original condition, they are unopened.

“When I order something, it is usually double or triple,” says Rudahl. Quasi as a spare parts store or as barter goods with like-minded people. “Yes, yes, you have to be a little crazy,” says the professional firefighter, who finances his filigree Lego tinkering hobby as a part-time scrap dealer.

“Collecting Lego costs”

“There is a cost to collect Lego,” says the 41-year-old. “It’s not a hobby for everyone’s wallet.” How much money has Rudahl invested in plastic stones and figures so far? He answers with a counter-question: “20,000 euros?” His wife Kerstin is more specific: “It’s probably a lot more.” She says she has an eye on the finances. “René likes to spend more than he should.” 500 euros a month is okay, says the enthusiastic collector, “1000 euros is the limit” ..

But he is a bargain hunter, assures the Üfinger. “I strike when it’s cheap.” If he grabs a Star Wars figure on the Internet or at flea markets for “only” 30 euros instead of the regular 50 or 90 euros, “then I’m just happy”. People usually buy in bulk, according to Üfinger, and shows a box with 1000 gray triangular stones. “This is how you build mountains,” says Rudahl. “18 cents each – I spent 180 euros.”

Stacking and tinkering with little stones

René Rudahl is currently unable to fully live out his hobby. The 41-year-old is converting his own home and the family has moved into the basement. Instead of books, there are Lego shelves in every corner, in the wardrobes next to T-shirts and jeans there are sorting boxes for the colorful bricks. “Lego boxes are even stored in the bed box,” says Kerstin Rudahl. “I sleep over and between Lego bricks.”

René Rudahl does not have much time to stack stones and tinker with work, part-time work and renovating the house. He misses the tinkering: “It calms me down, I get down.”

Rudahl is already making plans. When the house renovation is finished in 2021, the basement will become its Lego Eldorado. One room becomes a Star Wars themed room, another is intended for the Lego train. Sorting shelves with transparent collection boxes should make it easier to find the right stones and figures. But René Rudahl can only guess how many Lego blocks he owns: “Certainly several hundred thousand.”

Classic toys connect

In the house of Rudahl it is clear that the classic toy connects generations. Daughter Tabea (7) and son Thorben (10) have been building a Lego underwater world with a research station and deep-sea gorges amid hammerheads, rays and corals for days. René Rudahl is beaming. “It’s great when the children can get excited about my hobby.”


What is it like to have your mind on fire at a time like this?

There was a time when everyone was baking cakes or research new recipes. Or to touch the kitchen for the first time. He also took care of the plants. He sewed and arranged old clothes. Everything was photographed and uploaded to the networks, sent by WhatsApp or counted by zoom. Everything was “to do something” during the harsh confinement. The writer Zadie Smith (London, 1975), like many others in her guild – the one who could, who was allowed to – dedicated herself to writing precisely about all those ways of spending time, first in New York where she lives, and when she was able to travel , in London. Maybe a form of control in the face of lack of control. Perhaps a form of resistance also against that feeling of submission that we all could feel – or still feel – at some point. As she typed herself: “What is it like to have your mind on fire at a time like this?”


The result is six small trials, just a few pills, collected under the name of ‘Contemplaciones’ (Salamandra) -the English ‘Intimations’ sounds more precise- that reveal sensations, feelings, thoughts, emotions and various complaints against certain viruses that are not always those microscopic bugs that are so scary. Proceeds from the sale of this book will go to the New York Emergency Fund for COVID-19. Smith has clear, incisive prose, that does not get lost in meanders, something that anyone who has read novels like ‘White Teeth’ knows, with which he reached the literary Olympus when he was not even 25 years old, or essays like ‘Change your mind’. And his style is not lost in metaphors that only the person who writes understands. Smith gets to the point with a certain fury.

For public health

And the heart, after a brief text on peonies – a trial without plants during confinement is not a trial or nothing – was public health when it all started at the end of March (there everything came a little later than in Spain). Universal healthcare in a country that hardly knows what that is. So says Smith. In ‘The American Exception’ the novelist is surprised that the president will adopt a warlike language against death for the first time when “for millions of Americans (premature death) has always been a war.” And remember the criticism from the US there was towards “shitty countries for their high mortality rates” -some would think of Spain- when the inequality in contagion among Americans was abysmal affecting mainly blacks and Latinos. When she wrote it, the elections had not yet been held and there were a few months left, but the British woman’s argument is obvious: “The war that the United States is waging cannot depend on the hollow figure of its president. You have to overcome it, get around it, leave it behind ”.

Do nothing

There are other more intimate texts that address, for example, how to write when your job is to write and now you have all the time in the world to be at home and write. “Perhaps you would expect writers, so familiar with dead times and loneliness, to handle this better than most,” he says. And she discovers that it is not like that for her. And that, in the end, “there is no difference between novels and biscuits. They are only something to do, they cannot substitute for love ”. You have to do, work, grasp something with your hands that is not ethereal, spiritual and inane. It is said by someone who also recognizes himself as a debtor to Calvinist (British) culture and who consoles himself by seeing how everyone has fallen into that need to make, plant, create (even children). But he also kicks the table: “Not all of us can sit cross-legged like Buddhists, day and night, meditating on sublime matters (…) However, I don’t want to just continue serving a sentence, as before.” What if after all this the time has come to do nothing?

The suffering

In ‘Suffering like Mel Gibson’ he moves from a meme about Gibson and the actor who played Jesus Christ in ‘The Passion of the Christ’ the idea of ​​absolute suffering. The caption of the photo read: me (mel) explaining to my friend with children (jesus) what it feels like to be confined alone. Of course, when faced with this, the children put their hands to their heads: what do you know, how hard it is to carry this with children under six years of age. The novelist refutes the question: pain belongs to everyone “and suffering has little to do with privilege”, since, if that were the case, “the daughter of the rich businessman would never go hungry nor would the movie star shoot himself ”.

“Suffering has little to do with privilege”, since, if it were, “the daughter of the rich businessman would never go hungry”

These types of conversations -like those of the meme- surely took place during the confinement in the houses. With complaints for all tastes. The urbanite suffering from being alone; parents for losing privacy. Zadie Smith points out that since suffering is absolute, why not complain. Allow yourself it because even if you take it perfectly well, “when the bad day of the week finally arrives -and we all have it-, that moment in which your sufferings, however insignificant they may be in the general plane, fall on you as if Had they been purposely designed to destroy you specifically, it may be worth allowing yourself to acknowledge the reality of suffering. That is to say, that everyone wears it as best they can.

Third World USA

Among these texts there are also brush strokes of New York characters and situations that become strange if they are observed from a European point of view in which there is a Welfare State and this type of thing (such as unemployment). More than strange they seem third world. Like when he relates the hours of that nail salon that does not stop from Monday to Sunday and everything that will have to be invoiced to pay a rent on Sixth avenue below Fourteenth. “So much so that the Barnes & Noble bookstore location continues with the blinds down for a decade now,” he writes.

That man who shouted down the street that Covid-19 was “a cold. Wash your hands and they’re damn it! “

Or that denialist man in a wheelchair who, just as Smith and his family were leaving home on their way to the airport to go to London, shouted down the street that the COVID-19 thing was “a cold. Wash your hands and they’re damn it! “. Or that eighty-year-old neighbor, smoker and dog-walker who told him that everything would be fine if they stayed together (not knowing that Smith was about to leave the apartment). Or the computer kid who works at New York University and who barely can afford to live, like almost all young people: “Long before this crisis they were already living with little hope in the support of institutions or the system, dealing with hazardous futures, unaffordable debts, fear “. And some still worry about whether they wear dreadlocks when “style is the only thing they have”, ditch Smith referring to that phrase by Susan Sontag that pointed out that “style is the means to insist on something.”

The madness

“This confinement is driving people crazy,” the mother tells the novelist. Smith later remembers a guy standing in a plaza with a banner that read “I am an Asian who hates himself. Let’s talk!”. The anecdote gives him to talk about hatred and hate crimes, an expression that exasperates him since he considers that it gives him an aura of power that abjection and evil do not possess. Hate, he says, shouldn’t give a special aura.

But this also leads him to point out that there is a distortion of reality in this self-hatred, that is, madness. And he wonders precisely how those who already see everything somewhat distorted have handled all this. “What is it like to have your mind on fire at a time like this?” In summary: how it felt that one who, having the apocalypse in his head every day, went out one day to the streets in New York (or in some other city) and saw the desolate, empty and silent streets. He still felt saner than ever in his life.

The scorn virus

Most of the time under words like ‘racism’ in reality what underlies is ‘contempt’ (in other so many times class and economic). For Smith, as dangerous as a virus, because it is easily inoculated and lasts for generations. In the UK, he elaborates, there was a well-known contagion: el asesor de Boris Johnson, Dominic Cummings, who just a few days ago walked out the back door of Downing Street. A guy who believed that the people “are there to be governed; to handle it, play with it, put up with it, tolerate it, ridicule it ”. And always feeling group immunityWhatever you do – like skipping lockdown, which is what Cummings did – nothing is ever going to happen to you.

Zadie Smith en 2014 (EFE)Zadie Smith en 2014 (EFE)
Zadie Smith en 2014 (EFE)

That of immunity is what, says the writer, is in the US with respect to the black population. And it explains what happened in Minneapolis (during the hardest time of the pandemic): nothing could happen to a white cop who puts his knee to the throat of a black boy because nothing ever happens. The problem, insists the writer whose mother is from Jamaica, is that this virus of contempt has not only inoculated Republicans but also observed it among Democrats. Because it has more to do with poverty than with race.

many “democrats” are content to put a “fade to black on their social networks for a day, read books by black authors

“Why is it that even in the states that vote the most for the Democratic Party in the United States, they put so much effort in ensuring that their children do not go to school with the children of those people whose lives supposedly matter?”, He asks, criticizing that many “democrats” are content with putting a fade to black on their social networks for a day, reading books by black authors, and educating themselves on issues that concern blacks, as long as this education do not materialize in black children attending their schools”.

The writer, however, like the black writer Chester Himes, has for everyone: the virus of contempt also has it the blacks themselves, “As any black citizen who has been pinned to the ground by a black policeman can attest.”

The final list

Towards the end, Zadie Smith offers a certain X-ray of herself. What remains of this exploration. From their tastes -very similar to everyone born in the mid-seventies- such as Neneh, Madonna, Salt and Pepa, Grace Jones or Isabel I (the one they called a virgin queen) or vital issues such as “being considered ugly when I was young and pretty later. That when the opinion of others changed, it was already too late ”; “May my fear be stronger than my desire, including my desire to hurt myself”; “That my physical and moral cowardice has never been put to the test until now.”

Until now. As has happened to many.


Irene García applauds the Foreign Agreement on Brexit in Gibraltar

The general secretary of the PSOE of Cádiz and president of the provincial council, Irene García, has welcomed the cross-border agreement signed between Spain, the United Kingdom and Gibraltar that recognizes the labor rights of the ten thousand Spanish workers on the Rock.

García, who thanked Foreign Affairs for the work done, recalls that “it was a claim that we were able to make first-hand to the minister when she went to the province to meet with the mayors of the region, the president of the Commonwealth and myself as president of the Provincial Council to convey her commitment to work in this line ”.

Thus, the socialist leader celebrates the scope of this pact promoted by the Foreign Ministry, which has been working to safeguard the interests of those who enter Gibraltar every day to work and considers that “the Government has thus responded to the main concern generated in the Campo de Gibraltar for Brexit ”.

“It is a historic agreement that provides certainty at times that are already delicate for workers in general due to the pandemic and that gives peace of mind because this open three-way dialogue will continue to be active, guaranteeing permanent control over the situation,” he said. .

In the opinion of the Secretary General, “an agreement of these characteristics shows that the desire to continue deepening the good neighborly relations that have always existed between Gibraltar and Spain has allowed us to overcome all the difficulties that an international event as heartbreaking as it has entailed. It was the still incredible exit of the United Kingdom from the European Union ”. “You could say that here in the south, in our own way, we have managed to beat Brexit”, ditch.


U24 News | The good weather today is a taste of the weekend

Good day! After a somewhat unstable Wednesday, today 11/19 we will have warm weather, mostly clear and sunny skies in the City of Buenos Aires. There is very good visibility and excellent weather conditions that will last until next Tuesday 11/24. That means, we will have a beautiful long weekend, hot, by the way.

Excellent weather conditions for this Thursday 11/19: Warm, sunny and clear skies. Today there is no chance of rain, nor for the long weekend to come. Photo: NA

Data from the National Meteorological Service 11/19

Now: 17.1 ° C

Low: 17 ° C

Maximum: 25 ° C

Chance of Rain: 0%

Humidity: 75%

Next forecast

Tomorrow 11/20, the good weather conditions will continue in the City of Buenos Aires.

The temperature will oscillate between 16 ° C and 24 ° C.

Meanwhile, the weekend – apart from being long – we will have excellent weather.

The heat is getting closer and closer, on Sunday 11/22 we will have a maximum temperature of 30 ° C, the same as for Monday 11/23 (holiday).

There is no chance of showers until next Tuesday 11/24.


‘The investigation’, the series on ‘The case of the submarine’

pamplona –Movistar + will offer from next December 11 the series The Investigation the best premiere of 2020 on Danish television. The miniseries tells The case of the submarine, a real crime that shocked the inhabitants of Copenhagen and made international headlines between 2017 and 2018. It continues to be talked about today.

Copenhagen, August 2017. The Police receive a disappearance report from a Swedish journalist named Kim Wall. The last known of her is that she boarded a homemade submarine with the intention of interviewing its builder and owner. A few hours later, they find the sunken submarine and manage to rescue its captain, whom they interrogate about the facts. But there is no trace of the journalist or conclusive evidence, and the statements are contradictory. Jens Møller, head of the Police Homicide Unit, takes charge of the twisted case, which keeps getting complicated at every turn.

An investigation that is proceeding under pressure from a prosecutor who needs evidence to build a strong case, parents searching for answers and a media hungry for headlines.

The protagonists are two familiar faces from Danish television. Søren Malling (Borgen, The Killing, Beneath the Surface) plays the head of the Homicide unit in charge of the case and Pilou Asbæk (Borgen, Game of Thrones) to the chief prosecutor, skeptical at first, as he only seeks to build a convincing case. Pernilla August (Star Wars, Best Intentions) and Rolf Lassgård (A man named Ove), like the parents of the disappeared journalist. The miniseries is created by Tobias Lindhom, a regular screenwriter for director Thomas Vinterberg, and series such as Bail.

The Investigation is based on the testimonies of the victim’s relatives and the homicide chief and focuses on the methodical as well as frustrating work of the Danish police during the six months that the investigation lasted since the main suspect did not hesitate to change several times your statement. In the director’s words: “I didn’t want to shoot a criminal thriller that focused on the perpetrator or the crime. I was interested in the recomposition process, the people behind the investigation and especially the people who will have to move forward despite of the terrible loss. ”


These people got old memes tattooed on them

Christine and an anonymous student show their meme tattoos, some of which they regret again

Christine with her “Trollface” tattoo and a Harambe tattoo that is not on Christine’s skin | All photos courtesy of interviewees

At this very moment, at least 39 people worldwide are walking around with a Baby Yoda tattoo. I know because I an article read about it. There I saw them all: a sad baby Yoda, a dancing baby Yoda and a baby Yoda eating a frog. If you try really hard and think back to an incredibly long time – December 2019, to be precise – it occurs to you that Baby Yoda was the hot shit of memes back then. Well, it isn’t anymore today.

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You’d think that people would regret their meme tattoos at some point. Tattoos generally age, but if you tattoo yourself a meme, you will notice that the joke looks old faster than the ink with which it was stabbed dries. But if people are spontaneous enough to really get a meme tattooed, do they really care about an outdated meme? To find out, I met a few of these impulsive people.

A troll face tattoo on the inside of an upper arm

Christine’s “Trollface” tattoo | Photo provided by Christine

Christine, 31, “Trollface”

We all still remember the first memes. You will no doubt recognize the tattoo on 31-year-old Christine’s upper arm: a morbid, grinning grimace that was circulating on Reddit and 4Chan in the late 2000s.

“I was a teenager when I got it. And I think alcohol was somehow involved,” says Christine. “I don’t even know why I have so many tattoos.” There is no specific reason why she has exactly this face on her arm. A friend wanted to open a tattoo parlor, so she let him practice on her arm. Her other friends thought the wrinkled face was funny, but few knew what it meant. “Back then, fewer people knew memes than they do now,” says Christine.

She has never regretted the tattoo, she can easily hide it. Even so, she contemplates having it removed because it doesn’t match her other tattoos. “I don’t regret any of my tattoos, they’re all kind of crazy. In general, I don’t take life that seriously, ”says Christine. “Back then it was funny and new, today I should be ashamed of it. But I don’t.”

Katy Perry Left Shark tattoo

Matty’s “Left Shark” tattoo. Photo: courtesy of subject

Matty, 40, “Left Shark”

Five years ago, a clumsy shark Katy Perry stole the show at the Super Bowl halftime show. The person in the two meter tall shark costume was completely unable to dance even halfway to the beat. Because we all fell in love with the stumbling shark at the Super Bowl, the “Left Shark” meme was one of the first to hit almost everyone. Just six days after the show, Katy Perry’s attorneys obtained injunctive relief against the people selling unauthorized shark merch on the Internet. But 40-year-old Matty was faster: the day after the Super Bowl, he had the shark tattooed on his ankle.

“It was more spontaneous,” says Matty. Because his last name is “Clark”, he is sometimes called “Shark”. A tattoo artist friend sketched the shark on the evening of the show and a day later Matty had it stabbed. “We didn’t want to cannibalize that, it was just a stupid idea.” The prick took only 15 minutes and cost less than $ 100, he says.

“As this shark thing got bigger, my week got messy,” Matty says. His tattoo was in the headlines, on US Late Night Shows, and even Katy Perry posted a picture of it. “Your ego tells you: They’re talking about you! And in the end you understand that they’re actually just making fun of themselves and wondering who the hell can be so stupid as to get a dancing shark,” says Matty. “Well, me. After all, he’s on my skin.”

The “Left Shark” meme didn’t last long, Matty says. But half a decade later, the dancing shark still reminds him of “six damn crazy weeks”. He says that half of the people who see the tattoo will recognize it. For the other half, it’s a cartoon shark. “For a week this shark was the most important thing in the world – and then the world turned on without him.”

RIP Harambe Tattoo and the painted over version with the Star Wars Stormtrooper

The “RIP Harambe” tattoo and cover-up | Photo provided with permission

Anonym, 23, “RIP Harambe”

There are those individuals whose curse it is that they are only celebrated after their death – Van Gogh, Galileo, Harambe. In case the latter doesn’t tell you, Harambe was a 17-year-old gorilla who was shot after a child fell into his enclosure at the Cincinnati Zoo. Harambe immediately became a meme – and posthumously famous. With its own hashtag (#harambe) and wild rumors that Harambe got 11,000 votes in the presidential election. That was why an anonymous young student had the gorilla tattooed on his thigh.

“My tattoo artist and I smoked pot together,” says the Harambe tattooed man. A week after the death of the gorilla, he had the monkey stung because he was in the tattoo studio for another motif anyway. There the tattoo artist told him that he would like to do a harambe tattoo, the student agreed.

“It was his idea and I thought it was great,” says the 23-year-old. “It was a party game, a joke.” Back then, “shots in Harambe” were drunk at parties and of course his tattoo was a hit. “I don’t mean to say that my tattoo was the topic of conversation – but yes, actually it was.”

After nine months, the Harambe was obsolete. The idea was “stupid” and not as funny as expected. The young student went back to his tattoo artist and turned Harambe into a Stormtrooper from Star Wars. “I’m not that big of a Star Wars fan, but the picture looked cool.”

Despite breaking up with his tattoo, the 23-year-old would recommend anyone getting a meme tattoo. “But it would be good to have one in a hidden place so that you don’t get looked at crookedly.”

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U24 News | The princes AMD, Nvidia, Apple and ARM invade the Kingdom of Intel

AMD, Nvidia + ARM and Apple are shaking the Intel realm, taking advantage of its stumbles – Specter and Meltdown – and big developments of its own: the new AMD Ryzen 5000 are superior on desktops, and Apple with its architecture-based M1 chips ARM is a battering ram against the x86-64 architecture in the laptop world.

Intel’s stagnation in the 14 nm chips and the delay in the jump to 10 nm is striking. Not to mention the 7 nm that they also have programmed, a lithography that they are already using at AMD, and it bases their success.

Intel was founded in 1968 by Gordon Moore (chemist and physicist) and Robert Noyce (physicist and co-inventor of the integrated circuit) when they left Fairchild Semiconductor. The other key character was Andy Grove, another chemical engineer, who ran the company for most of the 1980s and the high growth period of the 1990s.

Their success began modestly when they got Japan’s Busicom to order microprocessors for their programmable calculators. Engineer Ted Hoff designed a revolutionary chip that could be used in many other devices without the need for redesign.

It had potential and Intel decided to buy back the rights from Busim for $ 60,000.

In 1971 the first microprocessor was born: Intel 4004, a set of 2,300 transistors that executed 60,000 operations per second at US $ 200.

Then came the Intel 8008, Intel 8086 and 8088, selected by IBM for its IBM PC and in 1982 the Intel 80286 appeared, equipped with 134,000 transistors and the first to offer software compatibility with its predecessors.

In the meantime, “Moore’s Law” appeared, which states that every 2 years the number of transistors in a microprocessor doubles.

And William Gates built the “Wintel”, personal computers based on the Windows operating system, from Microsoft, and a microprocessor from Intel, with x86 architecture: computing grew rapidly.

In June 2005, Intel reached an agreement with Apple Computer to provide processors for Apple computers, with dual-core Intel Core Duo processors.

The brake

But one day Intel ceased to be the once innovative company.

The firm that dominated the world of PCs with a firm hand missed the opportunity to get into the iPhone and dismissed the relevance of the mobile world.

In recent times it is said that the Kingdom of Intel is in trouble, reeling. And there are very firm competitors, with the voracity that the market hunger grants.

For starters, AMD, which has achieved the new AMD Ryzen 4000 in laptops and AMD Ryzen 5000 in desktop PCs, which have grown a lot in gaming.

Intel’s stagnation in the 14 nm chips and the delay in the jump to 10 nm is striking. Not to mention the 7 nm that they also have programmed, a lithography that they are already using at AMD, and it bases their success.

Then, graphics card maker Nvidia, in 2020 has invested $ 40 billion to acquire ARM, a threat to Intel (and AMD). It is a potential bet for PCs and laptops, just as Apple does with its M1.

Meanwhile, ARM has just presented the Cortex-A78C for laptops also thinking about the leap from mobile phones or tablets to more traditional equipment when it comes to working and producing.

A no-minor question is whether the Apple M1s are all that Apple promises because they could challenge ARM in gaming equipment, and Qualcomm and Mediatek.

Apple broke the deal with its traditional partner, Intel, and went its own way. Will their promises be true?

Apple M1

“(…) Apple is making claims about batteries that I would characterize as “bombastic at best” if applied to a laptop with an Intel chip inside. With this M1 chip, I don’t have any frame of reference except Apple’s claims, which are substantial.

Apple claims 18 hours of video playback on the MacBook Air and 20 hours on the MacBook Pro. Video playback is a bad metric (especially since modern chips are optimized for it), so what to keep in mind is that those claims are significantly higher than what Apple claimed about its Intel-based predecessors: 6 more on Air and almost double on Pro.

But to be frank, I was expecting big announcements from Apple on battery. We already knew that it could extract more performance per watt than Intel and that translates directly to battery life. What I didn’t expect is how optimistic the company would be about performance.

Since the M1 is based on the ARM architecture, Apple needs an additional layer of software to run applications designed for Intel chips – it’s called Rosetta 2. The very idea of ​​x86 applications emulated on an ARM processor gives me hives. The experience of Intel applications emulated within ARM on Windows is not great. But Apple says that for certain graphically intensive applications you can get better performance on an application running through Rosetta 2 than on an equivalent Intel chip. (…)”.

We will see. As read, there are many processes to verify.

Now, if Apple’s expectation is true, the microprocessor market will be worse than Game of Thrones, and no one is assured of ruling the 7 kingdoms.