💰 DESMENTIDA LA NUEVA FAKE DE LOS KUKITAS
▶️ "Ahora si tomás un crédito en Mercado Pago, te van a debitar la cuota automáticamente de cualquiera de tus bancos" 👉 FALSO
ℹ️ La nueva disposición del BCRA ofrece la ALTERNATIVA para los nuevos créditos de adoptar esta modalidad en forna VOLUNTARIA previo CONSENTIMIENTO del cliente, al igual que con un débito automático
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Mi hijo Tiago (19) necesita ayuda para representar a Argentina 🇦🇷 en la Copa del Mundo de Taekwondo ITF en Benidorm, España 🇪🇸(28/9 al 4/10). Desde los 6 años entrena, compite y se sacrifica por este sueño.
🥇 6× Campeón Nacional
🥇3× Campeón Sudamericano
🥇Campeón del Mundo
🥉3º en el último Mundial (Croacia)
Estudia Contador Público y da clases a chicos. Un orgullo argentino de verdad.
Buscamos empresas o personas que quieran acompañarlo.
Alias: 2025.tiago
Si no podés aportar, un RT ya es enorme.
¡Ayudemos a que Tiago lleve la bandera a España!
#Taekwondo #Argentina #CopaDelMundo #Benidorm2026 #OrgulloArgentino
Todos los años, el Glaciar Martial se ilumina con la tradicional Bajada de Antorchas. Los esquiadores bajan la montaña con antorchas encendidas y arman una postal increíble en plena noche fueguina. Una de esas tradiciones de Ushuaia que hay que ver al menos una vez en la vida.
Esta chica sube este video para decir que el veganismo como estilo de vida es un peligro y rápidamente los come zanahoria se infartan y acusan de que no es verdad y que solo comer verduras es lo más top para el humano
Quiero ser rica. Lo admito.
Pero no por un reloj de lujo ni por un Lamborghini.
Quiero ser rica para poder ir al gimnasio a las 3 de la tarde un martes.
Sentarme dos horas en una cafetería agradable, desayunar y pedir un café caro sin mirar el precio.
Asegurarme de que las personas que amo nunca tengan que preocuparse por el dinero.
Despertarme de forma natural un miércoles cualquiera sin tener que estar en ningún lugar.
Invitar a mis amigas a cenar y decir:
“No se preocupen, yo invito.” Esa es mi versión de riqueza.
Soy europeo. Portugués. Estoy en Argentina porque quiero, porque amo esta nación — no porque necesite nada de este país. Absolutamente nada.
En todo el tiempo que llevo acá nunca sufrí racismo. Nunca sufrí xenofobia. Nunca escuché una palabra desagradable. Nunca. La verdad es esa. 🙏
Por eso hoy — después de ver en la televisión argentina a un tipo de Ecuador que estudia Medicina gratis, que va a tener un futuro gracias a Argentina, esparciendo mentiras diciendo que los los médicos argentinos no atienden a los extranjeros — me hierve la sangre.
¿Cómo se pueden esparcir mentiras tan graves de forma tan liviana? ¿Cómo?
¿Con qué cara?
Y después dice que él ayuda a la economía argentina porque consume y paga IVA.
¿Esta gente está bien de la cabeza? 😳
Un curso de Medicina cuesta entre 150.000 y 300.000 dólares. En seis años en Argentina no va a gastar ni el 10% de eso en IVA. NI EL 10%.
Y Argentina se lo da igual. Sin condiciones. Sin preguntas.
Esto tiene un nombre. Se llama ingratitud. La más obscena, la más descarada, la más irrespetuosa que existe.
Yo amo Argentina profundamente. La defiendo porque la amo — no porque me paguen, no porque tenga ningún interés. Y precisamente por eso me revienta ver a gente que usa al pueblo argentino para su propio beneficio y encima lo insulta.
El pueblo argentino es extraordinario. Generoso. Único. No merece esto. Jamás lo mereció. Y los que lo insultan mientras viven de su generosidad — que se vayan. Que busquen otro lugar. Que le paguen a otro pueblo lo que Argentina les regaló.
Argentina — te mereces todo el respeto del mundo. 💪🇦🇷
¡VIVA ARGENTINA! 🦁⚡️🇦🇷🇵🇹
#Argentina #Ingratitud #VivaArgentina #ElPuebloArgentino
The contradictions in the way some people discuss football history are astonishing.
Take Pelé, for example. Everyone proudly says he won three World Cups, and rightly so. Yet no one brings up the fact that he missed the 1962 World Cup final through injury. Nobody tries to take that title away from him because the logic is simple: he was part of Brazil’s triumph, so the trophy belongs to him.
But when it comes to Messi, the rules suddenly change. Some claim Barcelona’s 2006 Champions League doesn’t count because he missed the final. The issue isn’t Pelé or Messi—it’s changing the criteria depending on the player.
The same applies to Maradona. He is one of the greatest players ever and led Argentina to World Cup glory, becoming a national hero. But he never won the Champions League or the Copa América, while Messi won the Copa América twice, won the Finalissima, the World Cup, and maintained an elite level for over two decades. That doesn’t diminish Maradona—it simply shows how complete Messi’s career has become.
Cristiano Ronaldo’s case is another contradiction. For years, the World Cup was the ultimate argument used against Messi. The moment Messi won it, many suddenly reduced it to “just seven games.” If the World Cup was the biggest measure before 2022, why did it stop being one after Messi lifted the trophy?
Then comes the excuse that Portugal has “no World Cup history.” But history isn’t inherited—it is created. Spain had never won a World Cup until the generation of Xavi and Iniesta changed that. Argentina’s greatest football legacy was built by players like Kempes and Maradona. The greatest players don’t wait for history—they write it.
Messi didn’t become the greatest because he won the World Cup. By 2022, he already had multiple Ballon d’Ors, four Champions League titles, countless individual records, and was the all-time top scorer and assist provider for both Barcelona and Argentina. The World Cup wasn’t what made his legacy—it was simply the final missing piece.
Pelé has achievements Cristiano doesn’t. Cristiano has achievements Pelé doesn’t.
Messi is the only one who combines the strongest arguments from both sides.
That’s why diminishing Messi’s career has become so difficult. Every criticism seems to require changing the rules, moving the goalposts, or creating new standards that only apply to him.
That’s not a weakness in Messi’s legacy.
It’s a weakness in the argument against it. 🐐❤️🇦🇷
People don't hate Argentina.
Let's be honest for once in our lifetime.
People don't hate Argentina. They hate what Argentina becomes when Messi puts on that shirt. They hate what football becomes when Messi steps into the field. They hate how time travels when Messi controls the ball. They hate how records crumble when he leaves the field
It's not the 11 men on the field they have a problem with. It's the one man who makes the impossible look routine. It's the one man who, for nearly 20 years, has raised the bar so high no one else can touch it.
I see the posts. The tweets. The legends, the pundits, the analysts, the streamers, the bloggers all queuing up to tell you how bad Argentina is. How slow. How finished. How lucky. How inhumane. How they control everything.
But listen closely. When they say Argentina is bad, what they're really saying is: "I hope Messi is finally finished." That's the tax you pay for being great.
When you're average, you're invisible. When you're good, they applaud you. But when you're great, when you're generational, when you're the best you become a mirror. And people hate a mirror that reminds them they will never be you.
They criticize you because they can't become you. They doubt you because your very existence proves their excuses are false. So, if you feel that hate right now, if you feel the whole world waiting for Messi to fall, understand this: It means he is doing something right.
Where was this hate when Maradona punched the ball into the net and called it the "Hand of God"? Where was it in Messi's early years? Everyone loved him until he started destroying records.
Pundits got their predictions wrong, punters lost their bets, analysts failed to decode ideas on how to stop him, bloggers realized no article could explain how he plays, legends saw their records falling, and streamers just followed the trend. Rival fans started to watch football matches with microscopic eyes
Everyone felt threatened. Everyone's favourite legend suddenly looked ordinary. Every analyst opinion became meaningless. Football became chaos. No one could match his ability, master his craft, decode his tactics, or predict his vision. Rivalries became toxicity. So, they did the only thing left. They turned to insults, disrespect, and trash talking. When Kroos said, "football won" he meant all the anti-Messi campaign has paid off. When Ronaldo happily reacts to Messi criticism it's a signal of tapping out of the pitch to clout chasing. Remember that “the fall of the great is the joy of the mediocre.”
The hate is not a signal to quit. It's proof that you've made it. Greatness was never supposed to be comfortable. It was never supposed to be liked by everyone. Greatness was supposed to be lonely. It was supposed to be questioned. It was supposed to be attacked
Dear Messi, never make yourself smaller just to make them comfortable. Never apologize for being exceptional. Let them talk. Let them tweet. Let them record their videos. Let them edit your clips and exaggerate your mistakes
You keep going. Because in the end, history never remembers the critics. History remembers Messi