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Be so comfortably straight that you're ok being a little gay with your best friend.
Sir Patrick Stewart, the zenith of positive masculinity.
Vou ser sincero com vocês: até algumas horas atrás, eu achava que Patrick Stewart fizesse parte da comunidade LGBTQ+. Via frequentemente fotos dele trocando selinhos com Ian McKellen e até imaginava que pudesse existir algo além de uma grande amizade entre os dois.
Para minha surpresa, ao pesquisar mais sobre sua vida, descobri que não. Patrick Stewart era heterossexual e foi casado três vezes, sempre com mulheres.
E os selinhos? Eram apenas uma demonstração pública de afeto e carinho por Ian, que é assumidamente gay e um dos seus melhores amigos. Mas o mais importante nunca foi o gesto em si. O verdadeiro significado estava no fato de Patrick usar sua imagem, como um dos atores mais respeitados de Hollywood, para apoiar a comunidade LGBTQ+ de forma aberta e natural.
Patrick Stewart não tinha uma masculinidade frágil e nunca precisou provar sua heterossexualidade para ninguém. Não se preocupava com o que pensavam ou diziam a seu respeito. O que realmente importava para ele era ajudar a construir um mundo mais tolerante e acolhedor.
Um mundo em que seu grande amigo Ian McKellen, e toda a comunidade LGBTQ+, pudessem viver com dignidade e paz.
Sir Patrick Stewart foi, sem dúvida, um homem à frente do seu tempo.
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Never forget during Bruno he was walking around the Middle East tauting Arabs to attack him but they all were kind to him and the people that did attack him were Israelis and he was forced to break character and remove it from the movie.
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sir ian mckellen writing “he wore his heart on his sleeve, which made him a man to rely on, to admire and in my case, love” about sir patrick stewart. i’m so unwell.
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SIR PATRICK STEWART (1940-2026)
Before everything else, Patrick was defined by being born and bred in Yorkshire, the proud county in the north of England which he loved to the end. You could hear it in his accented voice and in the stern honesty with which he told you what he thought and felt. Yorkshiremen have no truck with half-truths or avoidance of big issues. He wore his heart on his sleeve, which made him a man to rely on, to admire and in my case, love.
We first met as ambitious young actors with the Royal Shakespeare Company half a century ago but we weren’t in the same productions. My first strong memory was a few years later, meeting him in the street in central London when he told me about an offer to take over a leading part in 'Star Trek'. “But Patrick think of your stage career in the UK. Do you really want to risk—getting lost in Hollywood for years and years?”. Well, he took the risk and thank goodness for us all that he did for not just his devoted Trekkies but film and theatre audiences, who marvelled at his using international celebrity to star in a string of cinema successes ('X-Men' of course) and in great classical plays by Shakespeare, Ibsen, Arthur Miller, Peter Shaffer, Pinter and Beckett at Stratford-upon-Avon, in London’s West End and on Broadway.
America was his adopted home, where he met his adored Sunny who has cared for him through sickness and health, through thick and thin. But he never forsook his origins: and the proudest achievement of the most respected and beloved actor of his generation on either side of the Atlantic, was his appointment as Chancellor of Huddersfield University in Yorkshire.
His farewell performance in 'Avengers: Doomsday' is yet to be seen.
Ian McKellen 29 October 2026
Photo: University of Huddersfield
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“Ser de izquierda puede ocasionarte algunos problemas en Estados Unidos, ¡pero a mí me divierte! No hay nada más divertido que estar en una cena en Beverly Hills, rodeado de gente elegante, y decirles que eres socialista”.
Descanse en paz, Patrick Stewart.
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looking at this and remembering that the GDR had a policy where drinks at a bar should cost only nominally more than buying them at the shop because they didn’t want you to drink alone at home they wanted you to get out there and party
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Lo acaba de subir Lula.
Tras las restricciones a las apuestas digitales, la Asociación Brasileña de Supermercados registró una suba de 6,5% en la venta de alimentos como arroz, aceite, fideos y café. Pix confirma la reorientación del ingreso familiar.
Espectacular
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This is why I don’t believe that Israelis are “brainwashed”. They know exactly what’s happening, actively support it and collectively lie to the world to cover it. We aren't dealing with an ignorant society, but a fundamentally evil cult.
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El que comentó "en todos los universos Charles muere antes que Magneto" que sepa que lo voy a buscar para corchearme delante de su casa
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Nada grita "perdí totalmente la relevancia que alguna vez tuve" como una interminable discusión sobre decanato. Felicitaciones.
Colorados debatirán la “fecha de nacimiento” del partido para demostrar que son “los decanos de la política uruguaya” ladiaria.com.uy/politica/art…
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For fifty eight years, my boss in Tokyo believed that beef should be sliced as thin as paper.
In Japan, we cook thin meat for four seconds in boiling broth. That is our way.
Then last month, the YouTube algorithm showed Director Sato a video of a man in Texas smoking a brisket.
It changed his life.
On Monday morning, he called me to his desk. His eyes were bloodshot.
"Have you seen this?" he whispered, turning his monitor toward me. "The American pitmaster does not sleep for sixteen hours. He sits by the fire in the dark. He guards the meat like a castle."
I said, "Sir, it is just a barbecue."
He slammed his hand on the desk.
"This is not cooking," he said. "This is a vigil."
Last Saturday was our annual company picnic by the river in Kanagawa. Normally, we grill thin meat and yakisoba for two hours and go home at 2:00 PM.
I arrived at 9:30 AM to help set up.
Director Sato was already there.
I want to be accurate here: he had been sitting in a folding chair since 10:00 PM on Friday night. He was wearing a towel around his head and staring at a massive black barrel smoker he had imported from Oklahoma.
Inside I said: THIS MAN HAS ABANDONED CORPORATE LIFE FOR THE SMOKE.
When we tried to help him, he held up a pair of metal tongs and clicked them twice.
"Step back," he said calmly. "The stall has begun. Nobody opens the lid."
Twelve Japanese accountants stood in complete silence around a barrel for four more hours. Nobody dared to eat a single noodle until he gave the signal.
At 1:45 PM, he sliced the meat. It fell apart on the cutting board.
My boss looked at the pink smoke ring, nodded once, and wiped a single tear from his cheek.
He has already submitted an official budget request for a trailer smoker for next fiscal year.
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hey sam, your mclaren is only used 5% of the time. this is a terrible allocation of scarce resources. have you considered taking the bus to work
sam: local inference is a terrible allocation of scarce resources
“a lot of people want local inference, and somehow they assume that the problem is solved now because we have open-source models, we're going to be able to run them on our computers, and so we're not going to need all the stuff in the data centre
but from a global allocation perspective, actually it's quite terrible to have everybody, like, have a bunch of the world's limited supply of DRAM sitting in their own computer and being used five percent of the time
you want maximum utilisation in the cloud if you're trying to deal with this very supply-constrained environment
somehow many people's intuition is the opposite of that”
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Meanwhile en Armenia:
- La oposición propone crear un "Ministerio de Mujeres insatisfechas" para mejorar las tasas de natalidad.
- El portavoz del Gobierno les pregunta si van a estar sus madres.
El resto es historia y una oda al parlamentarismo post-soviético.
Enjoy.
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A reminder for those who forgot recent history that there was a time - not that long ago - when France used to have its own independent view of the world.
A time when France's range of acceptable opinion on China was wide enough that its flagship news magazine (not at all known for its communist leanings) hailed Mao as "a giant of history, poet, strategist and prophet" on a 1976 cover 👇
And a time when a centre-right French president - Giscard d’Estaing - mourned him as "a beacon of world thought" (letemps.ch/monde/asie-oceani…).
Today, saying something even remotely positive - or even neutral/nuanced - about China immediately gets you branded as a "CCP propagandist paid by China to bring down the West" 😅
I laugh but it's actually pretty sad when you think about it: not that France should go back to calling Mao - or Xi - a prophet, but, almost by definition, a country whose range of acceptable opinions has so dramatically shrunk in so little time has entered a new dark age, branding every dissonant voice a heretic and every attempt at understanding an act of treason.
Which means, somewhat paradoxically, that those who refuse the doxa and still dare to express nuanced opinions, and get called traitors for it, may actually be the most patriotic of the lot, those who believe in France the most.
