On Sunday, 11 October 2020, the World’s Number 2 ATP player demolished Serbian Novak Djokovic, the World’s Number 1, in three straight sets at the Roland Garros final. As the Spanish national anthem resounded in the Philippe Chatrier court, tears of emotion glistened in the Spanish eyes. In his victory speech, Rafa Nadal said, "I never hide that I would love to finish my career being the player with more Grand Slams, no doubt about that. The records, of course, I care." About Roger Federer who got there first, he said, "We will see when we end our careers. I believe our rivalry is something beautiful."
If we could get everybody to wear a mask right now, I really do think over the
Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg
Chief Justice John Roberts: “Our nation has lost a jurist of historic stature.”
"I loved her to pieces."
THE royal letter, from king to king: “A year ago, I spoke to you of my wish and desire to withdraw from institutional functions. Now, guided by the conviction to provide the best service to the Spaniards, their institutions, and to you as King, I am informing you of my well-considered decision to leave Spain at this point.” But what about the wife?
Cup Foods statement: “Four officers showed up to the scene, and they proceeded to escalate the situation with increased use of violence and force. The nephew of the store owner, who was also present at the time, was yelling for the police officers to stop, and was pushed away by one of the cops. Sadly, we all know the rest of the story.”
“We’re turning a tragedy into an opportunity. We’re bringing everyone in… It’s all about helping people grow and redistributing the wealth properly so we can solve the problems that currently exist.”
If we had heeded the admonition to Stay Home and Save Lives we wouldn’t have had such a lovely picnic at the coast. A little bit of freedom goes a long way.
On 2 May, the Government of Spain has given us back a small fraction of our pre-COVID19 freedom. We were let out of our homes for a few hours. It was the beginning of the desescalada. The beginning of something that we don’t know for sure what. But it’s something that feels precious because somehow it smacks of rebirth. In the middle of all the uncertainty, there was one thing unequivocal: a deep sense of gratitude. We wouldn’t be here now, out on our first true taste of sunshine and the soft breeze of spring, without the healthcare workers who have put their own lives on the line so we could live. Their heroism is breathtaking. We’ve lived by the rules so that we all could live even though some of us hadn’t been able to make it. And we grieve for them.
“I want to share with you some joyful news. On Monday [27 April], I became a father. Wyatt Morgan Cooper. My son. He was 7.2 lbs at birth, and he is sweet, and soft, and healthy and I am beyond happy. As a gay kid, I never thought it would be possible to have a child.”