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Hace hoy, 500 días, el presidente Javier Milei concedió la primera entrevista sobre $LIBRA que derivó en un escándalo. Pero con todo lo que desde entonces salió a la luz (por investigaciones periodísticas, judiciales y parlamentarias), quedaron expuestas mentiras, tergiversaciones y omisiones. Abro 🧵:
Son datos, no opinión
¿Cómo explicar lo que está pasando en Bolivia?
En este texto de @GabrielaSCZ @mcvollenweider lo analizan con rigurosidad y responsabilidad.
Son muchos los asuntos a tener en cuenta para comprender la dimensión de este fenómeno.
Lo mejor es que lean la letra pequeña de este proceso.
Así lo caracterizamos en @CELAGeopolitica 👇
https://t.co/EnFLR4R0X2
Los ricos tributan el 25% de sus ingresos; la clase media, el 30% y los pobres, el 37%
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Hugo Cabral
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Arquitecto.
Magister en Planificación y Administración del Desarrollo Regional.
Interventor IPVDU Tucumán.
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Juan Manuel Asis
@jjmmasis
Juan Manuel Asis, ex periodista del diario La Gaceta, Tucumán. Observo, y si se me ocurre algo, escribo
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Periodista- las opiniones son de “yo” https://t.co/MSdOSU3g3P IG @Prensamultimedios
La Nueva Ley de Glaciares, o cómo deshilachar el tapiz de la vida
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IN PRAISE OF FRANCESCA ALBANESE
There is a question that visits me in the small hours, when sleep will not come and the mind turns over old stones. The question is this: “What would I have done in the 1930s, on the morning after Kristallnacht?"
Not what I say I would have done. Not what I hope I would have done. But what would I actually have done—when the trains began to run, when the neighbours grew quiet, when the cost of decency became the loss of everything?
Most of us, I think, would have done little. Not from malice. From fear. From the soft, creeping conviction that someone else will speak, that the situation is complex, that we must be 'reasonable'. Lest we forget, the ordinary is the extraordinary's alibi. And how we have clung to that alibi! How we still cling to it!
And then, every once in a terrible while, someone appears who does not cling. Someone who steps forward when others step back. Someone who speaks the name of the thing when everyone else is busy naming something else.
Francesca Albanese is that someone.
She stands before the world—alone, unarmed, armed only with law and language and a rare courage—and she says what the centrists will not say, what the foreign ministries will not say, what the editorial boards will not say. She says: "This is a genocide. And we are watching it happen."
Do not tell me that is hyperbole. Do not tell me the term is contested. She has not used it lightly. She has used it as a physician arrives scientifically at a diagnosis—not to wound, but to warn. Not to inflame, but to name.
And for that, they have come for her. Oh, how they have come for her. Smears. Investigations. Vicious editorials. Frozen bank accounts. Dispossession of the only apartment she had ever owned. The machinery of the respectable turned to crush her. Because the respectable cannot abide what she represents: a mirror held up to their complicity.
Let us, once again, travel back to the 1930s. Back to the few who stood up when the trains began to run laden with Jewish people.
There was Aristides de Sousa Mendes, a Portuguese consul in Bordeaux. He defied his own government. He signed thousands of visas, by hand, for hours, until his fingers bled. He saved more lives than Schindler. And he died penniless, disgraced, erased.
There was a German officer in Warsaw named Wilm Hosenfeld. He hid a Jewish pianist in the rubble. He did not save thousands. He saved one. But that one—Władysław Szpilman—carried the memory. And memory is "the only haven from which we cannot be expelled."
There was Raoul Wallenberg. There were the villagers of Le Chambon. There were the anonymous, the quiet, the furious few who said: “Not on my watch.”
Francesca Albanese is their heir. Not because she carries a gun. Not because she hides refugees in her basement. But because she does something equally dangerous in a world that has perfected the art of not seeing. She sees. And she speaks.
She does not speak as a diplomat. Thank Goodness she doesn't! Diplomats have given us the language of "there are arguments on both sides" and "restraint" and "proportionality." Diplomatic language is the perfumed grave of moral clarity. No, she speaks as a jurist. As a human being. As a woman who has looked into the abyss and refused to call it a "complex geopolitical landscape".
Edna O'Brien once described a character who "had the recklessness of those who have already lost everything worth losing." Francesca Albanese has not lost everything. She has her dignity, her office, her voice, her family. But she has calculated the cost of speaking truth to power. And she has decided that that cost is infinitely less than the cost of silence.
What is that cost? Let us name it. She has been called antisemitic—she, who stands on the ground of international law forged in the ashes of Auschwitz and the fires of Nuremberg. She has been called a conspiracy theorist—she, who cites every source, every footnote, every UN resolution. She has been called naive—she, who understands better than most the machinery of realpolitik.
These accusations are not arguments. They are the spittle of the threatened. Because Francesca Albanese threatens something very precious to the powerful: the right to commit atrocity without being named.
Friends, the 1930s did not arrive with jackboots and pogroms on day one. They arrived in small increments. With "reasonable" restrictions. With "proportional" measures. With the silence of the respectable.
We tell ourselves that we would have been different. That we would have been Sousa Mendes. That we would have been Wallenberg. But most of us, I fear, would have been the neighbours who later said, "I didn't know."
Francesca Albanese knows. And she refuses to pretend otherwise.
So let us praise her. Not with statues or awards she does not seek. But with something harder: with our own refusal to look away. With our own voices, raised in places that are safe for us but dangerous for her. With our own bodies, if it comes to that.
A brave woman, who was injured while demonstrating outside a US nuclear military base in 1982, the infamous Greenham Common, had told me that "the heart is a hunter for what it cannot have." But I say the heart is a hunter for what it will not lose. And what we will not lose is the memory of those who stood up when standing up cost everything.
Francesca Albanese is standing up now. In our time. In our name. Under our indifferent sky.
Let us stand with her.
Not tomorrow. Not when it is safe. Now.
[Extract from a speech in Athens on Sunday 3rd May 2026]
![yanisvaroufakis's tweet photo. IN PRAISE OF FRANCESCA ALBANESE
There is a question that visits me in the small hours, when sleep will not come and the mind turns over old stones. The question is this: “What would I have done in the 1930s, on the morning after Kristallnacht?"
Not what I say I would have done. Not what I hope I would have done. But what would I actually have done—when the trains began to run, when the neighbours grew quiet, when the cost of decency became the loss of everything?
Most of us, I think, would have done little. Not from malice. From fear. From the soft, creeping conviction that someone else will speak, that the situation is complex, that we must be 'reasonable'. Lest we forget, the ordinary is the extraordinary's alibi. And how we have clung to that alibi! How we still cling to it!
And then, every once in a terrible while, someone appears who does not cling. Someone who steps forward when others step back. Someone who speaks the name of the thing when everyone else is busy naming something else.
Francesca Albanese is that someone.
She stands before the world—alone, unarmed, armed only with law and language and a rare courage—and she says what the centrists will not say, what the foreign ministries will not say, what the editorial boards will not say. She says: "This is a genocide. And we are watching it happen."
Do not tell me that is hyperbole. Do not tell me the term is contested. She has not used it lightly. She has used it as a physician arrives scientifically at a diagnosis—not to wound, but to warn. Not to inflame, but to name.
And for that, they have come for her. Oh, how they have come for her. Smears. Investigations. Vicious editorials. Frozen bank accounts. Dispossession of the only apartment she had ever owned. The machinery of the respectable turned to crush her. Because the respectable cannot abide what she represents: a mirror held up to their complicity.
Let us, once again, travel back to the 1930s. Back to the few who stood up when the trains began to run laden with Jewish people.
There was Aristides de Sousa Mendes, a Portuguese consul in Bordeaux. He defied his own government. He signed thousands of visas, by hand, for hours, until his fingers bled. He saved more lives than Schindler. And he died penniless, disgraced, erased.
There was a German officer in Warsaw named Wilm Hosenfeld. He hid a Jewish pianist in the rubble. He did not save thousands. He saved one. But that one—Władysław Szpilman—carried the memory. And memory is "the only haven from which we cannot be expelled."
There was Raoul Wallenberg. There were the villagers of Le Chambon. There were the anonymous, the quiet, the furious few who said: “Not on my watch.”
Francesca Albanese is their heir. Not because she carries a gun. Not because she hides refugees in her basement. But because she does something equally dangerous in a world that has perfected the art of not seeing. She sees. And she speaks.
She does not speak as a diplomat. Thank Goodness she doesn't! Diplomats have given us the language of "there are arguments on both sides" and "restraint" and "proportionality." Diplomatic language is the perfumed grave of moral clarity. No, she speaks as a jurist. As a human being. As a woman who has looked into the abyss and refused to call it a "complex geopolitical landscape".
Edna O'Brien once described a character who "had the recklessness of those who have already lost everything worth losing." Francesca Albanese has not lost everything. She has her dignity, her office, her voice, her family. But she has calculated the cost of speaking truth to power. And she has decided that that cost is infinitely less than the cost of silence.
What is that cost? Let us name it. She has been called antisemitic—she, who stands on the ground of international law forged in the ashes of Auschwitz and the fires of Nuremberg. She has been called a conspiracy theorist—she, who cites every source, every footnote, every UN resolution. She has been called naive—she, who understands better than most the machinery of realpolitik.
These accusations are not arguments. They are the spittle of the threatened. Because Francesca Albanese threatens something very precious to the powerful: the right to commit atrocity without being named.
Friends, the 1930s did not arrive with jackboots and pogroms on day one. They arrived in small increments. With "reasonable" restrictions. With "proportional" measures. With the silence of the respectable.
We tell ourselves that we would have been different. That we would have been Sousa Mendes. That we would have been Wallenberg. But most of us, I fear, would have been the neighbours who later said, "I didn't know."
Francesca Albanese knows. And she refuses to pretend otherwise.
So let us praise her. Not with statues or awards she does not seek. But with something harder: with our own refusal to look away. With our own voices, raised in places that are safe for us but dangerous for her. With our own bodies, if it comes to that.
A brave woman, who was injured while demonstrating outside a US nuclear military base in 1982, the infamous Greenham Common, had told me that "the heart is a hunter for what it cannot have." But I say the heart is a hunter for what it will not lose. And what we will not lose is the memory of those who stood up when standing up cost everything.
Francesca Albanese is standing up now. In our time. In our name. Under our indifferent sky.
Let us stand with her.
Not tomorrow. Not when it is safe. Now.
[Extract from a speech in Athens on Sunday 3rd May 2026]](https://pbs.twimg.com/media/HHsnlr9WIAEr4Cw.jpg)
Como ex Presidenta y como ciudadana argentina, mi agradecimiento al staff de abogados de la firma Sullivan & Cromwell LLP que llevaron adelante la defensa del Estado argentino, a partir de enero del 2020, en la causa YPF que se tramitaba ante los tribunales de Nueva York.
Como abogada, mis felicitaciones por haber sostenido los argumentos jurídicos de la Argentina en cuanto a que las disposiciones del Estatuto de una sociedad no pueden prevalecer sobre la Constitución Nacional y el ordenamiento jurídico de un país… que es nada más ni nada menos que reconocer la soberanía de los Estados.
P/D1: Justo es reconocer que la posición de la Argentina siempre fue apoyada por Estados Unidos; tanto en su administración demócrata como republicana.
P/D2: De esta manera, queda más que claro que la expropiación con fines de utilidad pública de YPF se hizo conforme a derecho.
P/D3: También queda claro que la decisión política de recuperar YPF y nuestra soberanía energética fue estratégica para nuestro país; porque con el desarrollo de Vaca Muerta, a partir del año 2012… hoy podemos decir con orgullo que Argentina tiene superávit de miles de millones de dólares en la balanza energética.
Cuando el Poder Ejecutivo no le da pan y trabajo al Pueblo… el Partido Judicial y los medios hegemónicos le dan circo… No falla.
El Tribunal Oral 7 en la farsa procesal titulada “Cuadernos”, que se viene tramitando vía zoom, acató la exigencia mediática de “presencialidad”. Es que la foto que se puede capturar desde la pantalla del canal de YouTube con caras “en cuadraditos” no da para tapa de diario ni videítos en la tele… y como ya se sabe… el “show debe continuar”.
Por esa razón, los jueces me citaron a indagatoria presencial en Comodoro Py para mañana martes a las 9 de la mañana… Faltaba más…
P/D 1: Igualmente, las fotos en las tapas o los videos en la tele no van a alcanzar para ocultar (como le gustaría a la selecta minoría que se beneficia con las políticas de Milei) las postales del nuevo paisaje nacional generado por el economista experto en crecimiento con o sin dinero…
Fábricas cerradas o tomadas y obreros despedidos; locales sin alquilar y negocios vacíos; inflación superior a los dos puntos desde hace meses (pese a transitar desde hace más de dos años el ajuste económico más brutal que se recuerde); salarios en caída libre; familias endeudadas y moras bancarias que no se veían desde el final de la convertibilidad; comer carne… un lujo y cada vez más gente en situación de calle…
Sólo por mencionar algunas de las imágenes de la catástrofe social y económica de este cuarto desgobierno neoliberal en la República Argentina.
P/D 2: Lo que tampoco van a poder ocultar, pese al cajoneo del Fiscal Taiano (Comodoro Py… ¡cuándo no!), son las pruebas de lo que fue la estafa de LIBRA por la que Milei, autor de la célebre frase “la moral como política de Estado”, habría pactado la módica suma de… 5 millones de dólares.
En fin…
LA VERDAD DE LIBRA SIN ANESTESIA.
Lo que el expediente N° 772/2025 dice y Taiano NO quiere que se sepa.
Soy denunciante en la causa $LIBRA. Lo que escribo a continuación está documentado y lo sostengo con mi firma.
El fiscal Eduardo Taiano lleva más de 365 días “investigando” la mayor estafa cripto de la historia argentina. El resultado es el siguiente: cero indagatorias. Cero procesamientos. Cero avances.
Eso no es lentitud. Es una decisión.
Desde el 17 de noviembre de 2025, Taiano sabe que en el teléfono de Mauricio Novelli existe un borrador del acuerdo entre Javier Milei y Hayden Davis. Lo recuperaron los peritos de la DATIP del Ministerio Público Fiscal. Cuatro meses después, no llamó a nadie a indagatoria.
¿Cuál fue su gran medida cuando las pruebas se acumularon? Mandarle un oficio a Karina Milei — que figura como imputada en la carátula del expediente N° 772/2025 bajo los cargos de cohecho y negociaciones incompatibles — preguntándole si existe el acuerdo que la incrimina.
No le preguntó a un testigo. No le preguntó a un organismo neutral. Le preguntó a la imputada.
El hijo del fiscal, Federico Taiano, fue designado en agosto de 2024 — por decreto público — como jefe de la Unidad Ejecutora Especial Temporaria de Bienes Decomisados, bajo la Jefatura de Gabinete del gobierno de Javier Milei. El mismo gobierno que su padre tiene la obligación constitucional de investigar.
Nunca se excusó de la causa. Nadie en el Poder Judicial dijo nada.
A mí, como abogado en la causa Fabrizia — la nena gaseada por el Policía Federal Rivaldi — Taiano me escribió por teléfono privado para que yo hiciera el oficio a la Clínica Santa Lucía. Le respondí que eso era su obligación legal, no la mía. Lo expuse públicamente. Terminó haciéndolo él.
Cuando lo cuestioné en $LIBRA lo hice en la cara, en tribunales, sin intermediarios. Le dije que un funcionario público que no tolera la crítica legítima tiene una sola salida digna.
La Cámara de Diputados documentó en su informe final restricción indebida de evidencia y demoras injustificadas. Lo señaló a él. Lo señaló al juez. Silencio absoluto de ambos.
Expediente N° 772/2025. Carátula: “Milei, Karina s/ cohecho y negociaciones incompatibles con la función pública.” Javier Milei imputado. Karina Milei imputada. 365 días. Cero indagatorias.
Esto no es la Justicia funcionando lento. Esto es la Justicia funcionando para alguien.
El artículo 120 de la Constitución Nacional establece que el Ministerio Público Fiscal actúa con independencia funcional en defensa de la legalidad y los intereses generales de la sociedad. Lo que este expediente documenta es exactamente lo contrario. La evidencia acumulada no admite más dilaciones procesales. Fiscal Taiano: la única conducta jurídicamente coherente con las pruebas obrantes en autos es convocar de inmediato a indagatoria a Javier y Karina Milei — o presentar la renuncia.
Les voy a contar cómo @madorni se está choreando millones de dólares (dólares, no pesos) del Estado con licitaciones truchas para mandar mensajes de texto y correos electrónicos. Lo de los viajes son monedas al lado de esto. Pasen y vean 👇🧵
El Gobierno salió a decir que con la reforma laboral “los trabajadores no van a perder nada”
¿Nada?
Pierden estabilidad laboral.
Pierden protección frente al despido arbitrario.
Pierden indemnizaciones plenas.
Pierden límites claros a la jornada laboral.
Pierden previsibilidad horaria y control sobre su tiempo.
Pierden el pago de horas extra.
Pierden la cuenta sueldo gratuita.
Pierden derecho efectivo al descanso.
Pierden estabilidad en el salario.
Pierden protección frente a bajas salariales discrecionales.
Pierden fuerza en la negociación colectiva.
Pierden convenios por actividad como piso.
Pierden el derecho a huelga plena.
Pierden libertad y protección sindical.
Pierden el derecho a reclamarle a la empresa principal si están tercerizados.
Pierden acceso real a la justicia laboral.
Pierden herramientas contra el fraude laboral.
Pierden la ley de teletrabajo y todos los derechos que establecía.
Pierden aportes a la seguridad social, que ahora van a financiar los despidos.
Con la reforma laboral del Gobierno pierden los trabajadores.
En estos días se dicen tantas mentiras del caso Nisman que es imposible ocuparse de todas. Me dedico a estas dos que hace tiempo escucho.
La primera la dijo anoche @gustcarabajal en La Nación+. Sostuvo que los custodios de Nisman lo habían abandonado de manera inexplicable…🧵
Los últimos 3 años de la Tierra fueron los más calurosos registrados.El año 2024 sigue siendo el más cálido registrado en la Tierra, con un promedio de 1,6 grados por encima del período preindustrial.https://t.co/04L2R5jP20
La deuda pública en lo que va de la gestión de Milei creció casi 7% y supera los US$ 455.000 millones
https://t.co/Xn1eZ5idpW
INDUSTRIA: 11 de los 16 sectores industriales tienen caídas contra noviembre 2023. Con retrocesos superiores a dos dígitos: Textiles (-38%), Productos de metal (-24,5%), Caucho y plástico (-22,6%), Automotriz (-20,8%), Minerales no metálicos (-20,1%) y Prendas de vestir (-11,3%).
La Justicia embargó a Llach y González Fraga por fraude millonario en el caso Vicentín https://t.co/nsKDSbLx5F
Sr Fontevechia, las Ambivalencias |que según Ud. “Comenzaron a surgir “ SON HOY DESINFORMACIÓN , yo le cuento : 1) NO HAY,NO HUBO, NI HABRÁ pruebas de NINGÚN negociados de @JulioDeVido con “barcos de gas venezolano” , porque Venezuela NUNCA 👇🏾 https://t.co/ytJNsgLoZ0
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