on the shelf

Today, which is a special occasion: Saint Expeditious Day, responsible for all urgent causes, I will broach a delicate issue for women: the deadline age for finding the love of their lives.  

I watched recently the play “Maria do Caritó” and I tried to figure out which are the reasons that set us aside, forgotten over a long period of time. Lilia Cabral plays the part of Maria, a 50-year-old single (and religious) woman.

She, as most part of lonely ladies, is looking for(ward) a true love. So, she prays hard to get it as soon as possible, asking saints for it, besides turning to magic and blackmailing Saint Anthony in order to reach her wish and leave the “caritó”.

It is something similar to the shelf… There, we put things that are not being often used. Unfortunately (and also probably) it will be there for quite some time - and as it goes by, the chances to get her place outside, in the sun, decreases. Further: out of sight, out of mind.

Hence, without plenty of time, I will ask Expeditious a little (effective and quick) help. Since I’m almost 30, I should not waste many opportunities anymore. So, good luck is awaited to helping me from now not to be alone forever.

About the play... It is wonderful. Scenography, costumes, both acting and directing... Notability for Dani Barros as a chicken. Actually, everything seems perfect. It is all the best! That is my theatral tip of present time:

Maria do Caritó

Teatro dos Quatro – Shopping da Gávea
From Thursday to Saturday at 21h30 and Sundays at 20h

Marquês de São Vicente Street, 52, 2nd floor – Gávea
Information: 21 2274-9895

breaking the global ice

It is not rare wonder ourselves about some actor or actress who we have never seen anymore… Though Record and SBT are giving for these professionals more opportunities to working outside Globo’s jobs, sometimes a few simply disappear!  

Maybe they are in the ‘refrigerator’, both preserved and hidden - as it is usually said here… In a “rest” period far from stages, flashes and lights.

Fortunately, good artists succeed and nowadays can be watched in important roles on television. Cases as Graziella Moretto, Marcelo Tas, Luis Miranda and Roberta Rodrigues call my attention at these last days.

(As a consequence of a sleeplessness) I saw them recently on Telecurso 2000 episodes. I was surprised, further due to Tas. I have never seen him in Globo programming. However, I’m glad because he is on the top now - after all Telecurso 2000 sucks… (not its content, as well as its purposes for sure - nevertheless... it does!) for their category.

past inquiry

Apparently, it is (finally) going to be known the reason why the Chilean president Salvador Allende was killed. Almost 40 years after a(nother) bloody 11th September, in 1973, his body will be exhumed next month to discover what caused his death. At the time, he was overthrown and a couple hours later he died.
  
Then, the general Augusto Pinochet governed Chile during the next 15 years, when occurred one of the most heavy dictatorship in Latin America in those days. As has occured here and also in Argentina, many socialist militants vanished at that time and until now (the bodies) have not been found.

Two versions of Allende's incident has given since then: the first ("official") saying that he committed suicide, and another one in which he was murdered by militaries when the palace in Santiago was invaded. After some examination, will be probe over death. All the truth about it is going to come to the surface. Isabel Allende, his daughter, current senator of Chile and also a renowned writer, believes that it is the only chance to discover at last this mystery.

In my sincere opinion, it wont be a surprise this riddle's result. Let's wait to confirm it... and finally turn over this (mournful) page of the History.

persisting in an error of stiffness

(an typical military behaviour)

Members of military reserves are trying to forbid the exhibition of ‘Amor e Revolução’ soap opera written by Tiago Santiago, showed on SBT channel. They are claiming about the possibility of population being induced against the Armed Forces as a result of the content presented.

The plot runs around Brazilian dictatorship (from 1964 to 1985) while reproduces the politic oppression and also the chase of socialist militants. This is the main reason they fear… that everybody knows the truth - all cruelty they did in those (dark) days below stairs of that heavy regime.

A petition is running on internet to take it off the air and, until now, has taken around four hundred signatures. The reservists' speech suggests that the soap opera is a consequence of a deal of the owner of the broadcasting station with the current Brazilian Government as a way to quit a little of the huge debt they have.

Dilma Rousseff, our present president, was one of these young armed rebels who got weapons in their hands order to trying to subvert the system. She also suffered all violence of tortures applied against arrested communists. Thus, this fact has given rise to her worry about these issues (probably more than her antecessors did).

She is in favour of the creation of the “Truth Commission”, some kind of committee to take care about the politics matters, among other things. In my left point of view, it is a magnificent opportunity to rub people’s nose in the reality, even it  hits on army where it hurts… By the way, this is exactly the main aim: touching a sore spot. As the (Hi)story has it, we got it! Further, another public petition deffending 'Amor e Revolução' was created online - join! 

The tide turned… Censure (and also torture) never more!

protest music

To conclude, I’ll finish this post talking about the importance of the means by which the people expresses itself in an attempt to subvert, changing the situation: music.

At 60’s it was extremely important not only to rebel but also to stimulate people to keep fighting, going ahead, not giving up the cause. Songs such as “Para não dizer que eu não falei das flores” (commonly called “Caminhando”) has been some kind of motto for some youth generations. Artists as Chico Buarque then wrote many lyrics which objected that dark situation. Beautiful examples are “Roda Viva”, “Apesar de você” and “Cálice”.

I enjoy a lot this last one in particular. I reckon that its wordplay is so smart, its message so deep and intense, that always let me touched, as reminding me something I would live in the past. I should say that I recognize this Chico’s skill as an essential gun considering the fact that many people was not able to rebelling themselves and join to fighting armed… However it may be, at least they were subliminally advised through his chords and verses.

Things has changed since the dictatorship finished. Nowadays the quite known MPB doesn’t work anymore as an opposition tool. While they talk about love, who contradicts the reality now is funk or rap music. Though, it is a subject for another post… at an opportune time. Await! For the moment, I’m just praising the soundtrack of ‘Amor e Revolução’ - that plays not only the classics, but also new versions of the hits of that time.

Banda Vega’s “Nossa Canção” (a 1966 Luiz Airão’s song, but known through Roberto Carlos’ voice), besides Pitty’s Pitty’s “Cálice” (written by Chico in partnership with Gilberto Gil), among others equally good... This album for sure will be very successful! Be it so.

somewhere in time

Everybody will agree that some stuffs used to be really better in the past. Instead of being quality the most important issue, nowadays they (of market) prefer to invest in quantity. Their only aim is sales.

For instance… Who remember the delicious (old) ice cream sold in tin cans? It used to come with peaces of the fruit, such as strawberries, even as Neapolitan flavour! Likewise the 'São Luís' cookies were better before… included its fillings. Marvellous.

The goods that would last a whole life, has a short-last  nowadays. It’s not interesting producing something which is not going to be replaced as soon as possible. Finally, as a consequence of this disorderly increased of wasted stuffs, the garbage problem is devastating the world.

something impossible at these days

While visiting the Telecommunication Museum, in Oi Futuro, I’ve realized how our society has changed since 50’s. However, I’m not referring only about technology - the new phone systems and the current small equipments.

Until 1970, for example, Nara Leão’s name was written on the phonebook of Rio - giving inclusively her address on Delfim Moreira (not bad…!). In the same way, Vinicius de Moraes and also Tom Jobim were there. This kind of exposition is not possible (and allowed) anymore…  At these days, contact with celebrities only on internet - by emails, through their profiles on Facebook and Twitter or personal websites.

brave

The blog is in black: Vittorio Arrigoni was killed.

Even with the motto "Let's remain human", it happened after this Italian activist, who used to work for the International Solidarity Movement (ISM) being kidnapped by a rogue Salafi militia which defy Hamas authority.

He was devoting to protect civilian lives, specially the hardship faced by the Palestinian fishermen and farmers under the Israeli siege, in the Gaza Strip. Pacifist, he acted as a shield with some comrades against violence. She lived there for three years. 

In spite of asking Hamas to free one of their mliitants in exchange for Vittorio’s life, he was dead before the deadline set. Firstly, he appeared in a video on the internet, blindfolded and handcuffed, with signs of beatings on his face.

It occurred in order to silence him, owing to his honest cronicles describing everything seen there. He was known due to the blog he would run write passionate as well as his collaboration for magazines and newspapers.

Unfortunately, less a gorgeous guy in the world, fighting for it. I’ve felt sad since I admire this kind of real hero, who is a man among (other) men... a catch, at least. Bravo!

By the way… Of course I also lament the horrible murdering of 12 innocent children from Realengo in their school (E.M. Tasso da Silveira). Due to the mental disturbs of Wellington Menezes de Oliveira, who used to believe taking part of some Islamic group, these last days have been sadder in Rio for many people - family, friends and professionals related as teachers.

making me thin

I’m stubborn.

My aim is loose more than 10kg. It is not a impossible goal since I'm working out hard.

One hour of located gym, and another of running in addition of 90 minutes on a bicycle, riding it quickly. Is it enough? I hope so…

In about three months I wish being ready for another summer, as I’ve been since I was born.

I’m conscious that nowadays is more difficult to slim than when I was a teenager... despite, I’ve never been fat. So, it’s clear the difficulties of getting it.

Nevertheless, I’m focused.

home sweet resistence

It’s unbelievable (as inadmissible!) how much cost to sustain a house in Rio. Lately I’ve read news about the abusive prices to maintain a dignified carioca life.

Properties here is more expensive than Paris! This, without include other spent such as feed, health, transport, communication…

Trends have increased sharply since 2006, reaching the peak at 380% compared with the past values. However, after knowing that Brazil is going to host the World Cup in 2014 and also the Olympic Games later, in 2016, it started to be really quite unfair.

Considering most part of local population salaries which remained constant or plateaued, the fact is that the economy is going exclusively along with the touristic numbers. Carioca’s reality is diverse of this bed of roses that is believed we live. But ok, I understand that is envied our way of life, even being poorer than other’s worldwise patterns... Blame of overvalued beachs and other postcard views.

Although it said that can open the window and admire Christ, the redeemer, is priceless…(!), this is a private treasure, just for a few  privileged rich people, who can pay (much) for seeing this beautiful known landscape so close. Thus, I'm miserably blessed (also for keeping the wolf from the door)!

aiming so far

Bad news… I received a bomb a couple years ago, which has changed my way, my routine. Not my objectives, though - fortunately.

I believe that nothing happens at random. Everything has a reason to be. Nevertheless, I haven’t found that yet.

I’ve felt lost, homeless - although I have my place besides knowing where I’m going to: keep moving on to, finally, move out, going for my dream.

About one year ago, I never thought it would be possible. It’s incredible how destiny works… Nowadays I have asked myself why I haven’t done it before!

I’m prepared to face all challenges related, setting my future.

predisposition

First, the mustard was just a silly excuse to offer as a gift this local souvenir from where I was born. Now, on the contrary, it represents the first step of some changing. 

I used to hate it! Lastly, I let myself tasting  and, much to my surprise, I enjoyed it more than never before…(!)  So much the better, because I admit that in both cases, there are ulterior motives.

It’s difficult to say whether we are ready for novelties. Changes are hard. Sometimes, it’s just a simple issue to be opened to try… experiment. However, sometimes miss courage to do that.

No calls or invitations. So, take it easy: let’s begin with the mustard sauce, shall we?!

overtopping

Our lives are composed by phases… In which one are you?

I’m enough of everything that is not making me a better person, all those facts which simply don’t bring me happiness nor satisfaction, just happen... without an essential reason that conduce me to farther on I can imagine since limited by mundane facts, nonsense.

As long as adrift, move out is necessary (as move on...), don't "simply" giving up, letting ourselves wherever it go without any motivation. I reckon that Liz had been at the same period by she decided to go into an introspective journey - looking for herself, her life's purpose. Alternatively, mine is professional.

I'm referring to ‘Eat, Pray Love’, a beautiful story of a woman who tried to go farther on and succeeded! (*For men, it wont work… the not only verbs but the (rational) intentions are other for them! Nevertheless,) The movie is quite nice and, thus, I'm planning to read the book soon - It always says that on the screen is never so intense as its written lines… I guess (and hope so!).

sharply curved

In the long run, nobody said that living would be easy as simple!

However I know that every small step is an interesting experience to learn with. Thus, it's important keep walking until arrive wherever you want, making hay while the sun shines... namely, making the most of the opportunity.

God moves in a misterious way. Therefore, I believe that all misses are a blessing in disguise. So… Hey, ho, let's go!

transcending ideas

Words simply flows in his mind. He has sang both beautiful and smart verses as far back as I can remember. A perfect combination between writing and sound, structure and spelling, meaning and significance... That is the Arnaldo Antunes's music.

He have touched me so deep, always saying something about my present or past moments - home, life, love, desire, all feelings… His works seems me intensely complete, although I haven't read everything written by him. It's not necessary, though. I'm already convinced about.

I admit I didn't know this his last job live recorded in his own house last year to its full extent before going to see him in Circo Voador yesterday night. In fact, incredibly: I hadn't seen a entire concert of him yet, until now (in that unforgettable occasion).

Despite many (crazy) people don’t like him, I love his odd style. I don't quit to struggle for saying: it’s doesn’t do any good… for me, “tá consumado”! [Room and board - laundry too... After all, as its job's names already says: A casa é sua!]

My kingdom for knowing in what are he thinking about right now...even whitout saying anything using his unmistakable voice - my favorite one, inclusively!

a crime

How can somebody do any kind of evil for another one just because that person is gay?As a result of ignorance, it happens... a lot!

Homophobia is crime.

Fact: many political proposals have been approved to formalize it as that - some succeeded. Finally!

original conception
(alternative)

In fact, unfortunately, this kind of manifestation against gay people's sexual option has been demonstrating though many ways… Last week, we could watch it on television during the volleyball match between Volei Futuro (SP) e Sada/Cruzeiro exactly when Michael (15) was serving. This middle is assumedly gay.

Everybody heard the chorus of the contrary team cheerers shouting loudly “Bicha”! (in English: faggot) It was an infelicitous expression of them, mainly in reason of being both a public and collective demonstration of prejudice. They think wrongly since they don't accept the differences provoking people only owing to their sexual preferences.

In sports, those kind of attitudes have been punished by the able confederacy. At the same time, from my point of view, the club which he defends on court reacted perfectly while using that as an example trying to change this miserable behaviour. They wore a special uniform all their players (*for the next game against this intolerant rooters team).

A 'small rainbow' detail at their shirts sleeves shows the empathy for the No-Homophobic cause. Moreover, the new multi-coloured shirt of libero was better than any another type of advertising in favour of it. I believe that it was a successfulness anti-marketing case (of the mineiro’s team) that worked adversely by themselves at this time.

It was interesting seeing virile men with pink colours, for example. I like it. By the way… It is necessary being so 'macho man' to wearing it without problems.

simple enough secret

As a woman, sometimes all necessary (or the best) is cut the hair, have the nails done and being shaved. Alongside, for sure a pretty make up and nice clothes (bought as a bargain in some sale) helps.

To improve any both feminine mood and self-esteem, these cunnings are essential. Likewise, it's a forward kind solution against our PMT (Premenstrual Tension) symptoms. After all, no one of us will be quite ok without feel ourselves at least a little beautiful.

Vanity... It’s natural (besides an effective expensive resorts).

keep sober

(not to playing the goofy!) 

It’s disgusting the people's behaviour way when are drunk. Losing and forgetting things, besides sometimes not being a pleasant person in reason of talking to loud and closer of other people… There are not only many losses, but enough mistakes - such as falling down and being sick, for example.

What is the limit? How can we drink without suffer any embarrassment? I suppose that is our predisposition to be happy or sad. Balance is all the best - necessary to keep walking without the help of at least one of the hands on the wall or worse: on the floor (it happens, unfortunately).

I’m not lying saying that I’m not going to drink anymore (those untruthful sentences we say when hang over….). However, I’m confessing I’m tired to losing my senses (as also the good sense, of course!). I’m definitely giving my guardian angel long-lasting vacations.

love it or leave it

31st March, 1964 (almost 1st April...) - could be some kind of mistake, or a lie of Fools Day. However, wasn’t! It was one of the most sad days in the Brazil’s History. A military coup d’état was established. That date completed 47 years few days ago. So, it is a perfect chance to talk about it!

As a (violent) joke, militaries defended the idea that they were helping the democracy through the army force. The president at that moment, João Goulart (called 'Jango'), was overthrown. students, actors, journalists etc many were against, rebelling. Communist people were arrested, tortured or killed. Many bodies have never been found.

I’ve been deeply touched about that! Furthermore, I’m so glad that SBT (even broken) is presenting those mournful chapters through ‘Amor e Revolução’, their new soap opera which has begun this week. Heavy (and also bloody), it shows the truth about the period that changed the course of country‘s future. Unfortunately, our population at that time was not strong enough, since was not united, to making the revolution here. Thus, it has resulted in our current reality.

It's pretty good: quite nice casting, excellent sound track, intelligent text as well as interesting edition, in addition of being an essential story to be known by everybody - mainly the younger, who didn’t have any contact with it. Apart from teaching in classes, I reckon that is very important this kind of representation to inform the present audience. I’m not going to loose even one day of it!

On top of that, I was satisfied to hear real testimonies, somewhat similar to the end of Manoel Carlos’ work. Fellows have been telling us their 'below stairs' stories in the dictatorship (while I simply can’t stand, always crying affected as consequence - I'm sure that I lived at that time in the past, whit another name of course, as usual then).

doubtless

Yesterday I was between 'Divã', the guerrilla and bar. I chose revolution and then I made the tavern table my social divan. Forgive me Lília Cabral! My situation at these days asks something more intense. I inclusively could say that was always like that… I'm not going to deny that I've been inclined towards left since I was born, worried about the world - believing in another one possible.

SOS - brazilian public health system

It is a shame! In a rich country as ours and paying the taxes as population do, should be impossible being this chaos as have been seen nowadays in most part of public hospitals.

I enjoyed so much the news about it presented in Globo Repórter and, in Record, about seniors’ health. I recognize as positive (despite miserable its content) this kind of denunciation which results in government give some answers and do something… (even if) obligated by the public opinion.

As far as I'm  concerned, all politicians should be obligated to use only (and exclusively) the public services they offer for citizens, such as education, health, means of transportation etc. Thus, social conditions will be different, of course. If they (said they that) defend our rights, they must have the duty  of sponging on everything they (should) do in our name. 

Due to this injustice I don’t want to get old in Brazil. Unfortunately, I’m not proud about my roots regarding this kind of matter being so common… Help!

they wormed their way

Pitiful, everything goes bad here.

I advice: my extreme opinion probably will shock you. So, it’s up to you whether continuing to read or not.

I was astonished to watch all the news about the fake policeman discovered recently in Rio. However, not owing to his lie, but the complete surprise of population about that. Let’s aim some disturbs usually occurred:

- Instead being the ‘law-guys’, giving us all the necessary security, many policeman don’t act as a good role. Considering that, everyday, they ask citizens some tips to liberate the bad conducers, weed smokers, or whoever…are doing something wrong(!), it is clear that they are not making things well, dealing wrongly with this power received.     

- No one would dispute that politicians are not doing well their jobs. As long as they were working hard for our welfare, the reality of Brazil would be another - better for everyone, of course! They robber public money, over incoming as much as they could everything possible, in addition of accepting tips too etc. 
 
Now, answer me: who are the real fake men of good?

- Carlos da Cruz Sampaio Junior, that wanted to be a cop even not being approved to it. This poor guy not only simulated false positions at the Police but also forged documents which proofed his calling. Whereas there, he conduce illegally some of their battalion’s missions against bandits. It is a perfect case that a common person who wants to be a hero (or someone similar to it!) even not through right means

or…

- our legal men accordingly Brazilian rules (politicians or policeman), elected by us or approved in a specific test to became a civil servant - that gave them power to have both duty and responsibility to be in the office they are,   above all suspicion. Even so, them attitudes don’t are suitable with their roles in our society. In other words: they are not good guys, or rather: the main individuals that MUST carry on the laws, “simply” don’t.

It is interesting (not to say an absurd!) that even if facing this horrible reality which we live here, only few people complain, is upset or indignant with the winding means this kind of thing often happen here! Surreal.

I’m not here justifying the lies of the fake cop, just saying that there are many worst things forgotten while a smaller mistake stamps all chief news section of every single TV channel. Hey, someone remembers that we have voted in these (ir)responsible fellows who let those ones to do whatever thy want to, as being allowed to gain an advantage over everything?  

It seems somewhat as fiction... Tropa de Elite - the movie. While one wants to be Capitão Nascimento, others insist in wormed ways (read ‘the our Mafia’ ones - “Milícia’s”) to get the jump on. From my point of view, the punishment for this bad conduct to whom was trusted this serious charge in society, should be more severe than for who tried do alternatively their jobs, even being a unlawful.       

let it be

Please!

Although I know that life is not a bed of roses, all I want is that this month pass quickly. Nevertheless, it is necessary not only intensity, but devotion and  also fondness.

In addition a favourable weather, when breezes take every evil thing with, we are still in lent - a period of changes, promising to running after dreams. After all, every cloud has a silver lining.

So, let's face this moment and enjoy it as much as possible to reach everything I want.

flying far away

I am walking on clouds - literally.

I’m very satisfied with my new acquisition: another pair of Mizuno’s (Running) tennis-shoes. I saying ‘another’ because, after my first one (about seven year ago - until now, like new!), I will always buy it when necessary.

Me… who has already run after some guys (in a wrong way, of course!) and has skkiped from robbers, flee from danger, running risks all the time. I need this effective tool to go ahead. Furthermore, I’m trying to make good my loss... the weight put.  

Its damping system is "simply" wonderful! Due to this technology, it goes far - So do I (with it!). Far better: without feeling any impact. Using Mizuno, seems we can fly! (no, I’m not been payed for publishing it… I’m just a contented consumer). Since it is good, it’s going to be declared here.

The best advertising is by word of mouth! - Inclusively, the mule roars about it (in portuguese: a mula ruge…!).

Wherever can a mere shoes carry us?

While I’m running, my thought is not only around Vondel Park, but through all those streets with that typical tortuous constructions like dollhouses. So, I breath slowly, glad with the icy breeze entering into my nose.

Then, I open my eyes and realize that (unfortunately) I’m not there. Immediately, I look straight ahead at the others with some fear, taking care not to be robbed. Thus, I miss not being there.

As a consequence of this hard reality which we have been living in big cities of Brazil, sometimes we simply forget how unfair is having to avoid using something more expensive owing to the violence. That is cruel!         

true-lies agenda

It is said, here in Brazil, that the year begins after the carnival… Well, it used to be true. Nowadays, for the major part of population another period starts later… only when the BBB finish , what changes its  programming. As a consequence, every evening is going to be different for them from now. Since the end of this reality, for each one a new program is awaited.

The present doubtful 'real life' is driving me crazy since I simply can’t believe on nobody else anymore! So, I would like to can say that it all this is a big lie. However, unfortunately, it is not… It is our true.

Further:

I...

- should not be here;

- would be married if I had come back one more step behind;

- am not well-liked there for who is main important.

a past story as begun as not finished

Engaged with one of the most popular guys of the city, the also successful professional woman is quite satisfied. They compound a beautiful pair, envied for most part of single people, besides the couples… Inseparable, they are seen everywhere. This solemn-name family goes to cultural programming together.

Their children are not only so polite but also equally happy. Esteeming to each other is the main ingredient for their sweet united lives. All dinning are special, cooked with love. The sex is really fantastic due to the past experience of both. They are perfect lovers since they were introduced at Lancheria eight year ago.

A white two-floors house in the south area of the city, with big dogs running on the green garden, is often visited by closer friends and colleagues - famous people inclusively - owing to their jobs. On weekends, is a haunt of barbecues with pocket show of local singers or poets. Table of chess, card games, pool, ping pong and 'totó', as well as pinball entertain their “old” friends while the youngers play in the swimmingpool (or videogame  - against some adult guys). In the juke box, classic records are played.

Even the age difference between them - included the stepson, the twins and the little girl still inside her belly, was not enough to separate these good partners. Nor the 21 years which in the beginning were the double of his age (exactly when she was at  prime of her life) are a problem. It haven't ever been...indeed. This lack is necessary to complete themselves, making them entire, as only one.

Old school (or 'old is cool') always has been an important lesson there, in their home… minds, hearts, souls. The believe in them is with her, regardless of anything happened earlier, during or is coming in the future, soon. 

I'm sure that she would be happy living (exactly right now) this ‘their‘ story… (perfectly imperfect due to its no expectations, matters not told, a mystery made) I guess that could be possible, as the another world they  used to believe, even being separated.

It is just a look back (or forward?) of mine, reminding me dreams that haven't come true - but could, though.

bad wolf block(ed)

Today, on the April Fools Day everything may be said, believed and forgotten. Thus, a little care is pretty good...

Oppotunity makes thieves - inclusively, I recently knew (the other face of) one, and it wasn't a special occasion for it. There are many wolves (in sheep’s skin clothing) around, just waiting for a chance to get the jump on an innocent sheep (= someone ill-advised).

the secret of arrive of thrive

Exactly 15 years ago, one of the most famous (and funny) Brazilian TV shows begun… Sai de Baixo!

This program until nowadays is remembered owing to the popular jargons introduced for the illustrious casting. For example, who doesn’t know the famous: “Cala a boca, Magda!”, usually said by Caco Antibes, her blond (so concerned in being noble) husband.

Marisa Orth, Miguel Falabella, Aracy Balabanian, Tom Cavalcanti, Cláudia Gimenez and Luis Gustavo were the bright stars that every Sunday night used to make everybody happier. At least, during their live presentation.

I miss this kind of (intelligent) programming on our screen.

I reckon the hilar and sincere Magda way of being is somewhat similar as Maria’s (BBB). Don’t you? She made me laugh a lot in the few times I watched it as much as I was used always to do, caused by Marisa.

Sensuality and dullness - a succeed hybrid. The wheel turns round. However, it comes back for the same place… an exactly 360°-circle. As never before, their donkey way of being is a present tendency, though.

Probably she will be another Sabrina Sato in some “Pânico”. Await, soon on your television (actually, not so fast as on the cover of a naked women magazine... if she has not done yet!).

narrow-minded time

Big Brother on TV - Where being stupid is a good stroke done.

It says that next year will be the last time we are going to see a group of people confined (together) into a house, being watched full time. Finally! Enough clowning…

Our BB(B), this year, have just presented a different end compared by the prior others: surprisingly, who won the tv show was a pretty bitch with a good heart and few active neurons - something unlikely before… when only smarter or poor individuals used to become rich.

In fact, Maria took the award as a consequence of being a good person and not because of her nice face or her curved body. Her both sincerely and innocent way, (besides funny) to deal with the emotionally strong situations in the game gave her R$ 1 million and a half - not bad!

The main audience is feminine (who votes online, calls or sends messages by mobile). For the first time, they frankly enjoy a girl-player. Maria is the proof that Globo was looking for something new, unpredicted. After all, a gay and others (more than) three handsome calm guys have stepped out there as champions, or at least as vice. Thus, this time was the women turn.

When George Orwell wrote 1984, in 1948, I guess he never could imagine that his words would be a kind of prophecy, chiefly: "Ignorance is Strength". Nevertheless, it came true while Big Brother is the powerful attraction on TV - mainly in Brazil. Here, the numbers - of votes etc are the highest.

Our population simply loves to participate. It is up to them decide who is the main ephemeral celebrity at the moment in the country. It is like a national passion. Easy to happen once most of us are not prepared to shelter ourselves of this abundance of frivolousness, thoughtlessness and futility.

Maybe they like to see themselves there as on a mirror, bringing about this results. Thinking better, perhaps Orwell had hit home as a result of his conclusion that indeed (this type of) Freedom is Slavery - of our knowledge, instruction, wisdom, erudition or cultural background. In this case, limited not only by being between four walls but due to the low intellectual capacity of the participants and also of the audience.

my blog life

I haven’t planted a tree, I don’t have children yet and I haven't started to write a book until now. However, my current contribution for the world is everything that the mula ruge (related with it). In other words: I have my blog, whereby I've been posting daily some texts about many subjects.

Furthermore, I don't lie, besides separating my whole garbage. I believe that adopting a child as well, teaching his to grow up a good person, is a good alternative to a better (possible) world. Small noble acts, big positive consequences...

While here is not a perfect place to live, I keep writing on… Today is the two-years anniversary of this website - 730 dedicated days and/or nights to it. Even (still) with a short existence, it has already its importance. I’ve been building my own (Hi)story, expressing myself through my ideas and thoughts.

Telling the world what I believe is becoming me someone more satisfied. I really hope I can cooperate, bearing a part of something useful… For me, the others and the planet too, by my way. I'm enjoying it! Each one does what thinks it can help, which is within his reaching. 

What do you do?

home sweet home

Human behaviour is interesting… While for some people, it is so easy, it’s difficult for me change my home furniture of place, for example. However, I would like to have this habit more often.

I don’t know if the blame is of being Capricorn, but sometimes I feel myself extremely traditional. Although  I like some novelty, I simple can’t have good ideas about this kind of thing.

My new house is different now, though. So do I, I guess. In addition to be emptier, with a clean style, it is a softer energy, almost uncompromised…

I lived only one year and a half (when I just moved to Rio) in a bedroom that takes after of me. After that, married, I used to live in a place where my things remained inside boxes - exactly as it had arrived 180 days sooner. That house simply didn‘t belong to me.

I had never felt at home on my own one! - as a result of an unhappy marriage. Now, it IS mine, only mine - more than ever - reconquered, in spite of missing some things.

In reason of these lacks, I could see everything in a new way, both perspectives and angles. Therefore, I know I don't belong to this place anymore. My home is everywhere... (far from here) in the whole world. After all, I have facility to move on.

A Nossa Casa* is where we want to be and stay, living there. [Watch the videoclip!]

*I simply love Arnaldo Antunes! He always writes exactly what I want and need to hear... about my moments - feelings, wishes, dwelling, Africa, changes. His present job is also marvellous (it always is!).

ñemby ñemuha

Twenty after the foundation of Mercosul - the Southern Common Market, the adulthood of this economic and political agreement between Argentina, Brazil, Paraguay and Uruguay was celebrated in loco, where it all began.

Alongside this occasion, the second Meeting of Guarani Nation congregated more than a thousand leaders of this ethnic group, native of Latin America, in Asunción.

Created by the Treaty of Asunción, originally with four countries, this group of nations united for mutual support or joint action, counted on Bolivia and Chile support, later Peru, Colombia and Equador were associated. Finally, in 2006, the awaited join hands with Hugo Chavez, president of Venezuela, happened.

With the main goal of a free trade and the fluid movement of goods, people, and currency, its numbers among the members raised from US$ 4,5 at 1991 to US$ 45 billions at 2010. On the top of these economical numbers, is its important role as a continuing process to the South America integration.

The main aim right now is a single currency , such as it is the Euro in the European continent.

It is true that this moment is the best opportunity with our present and promising governments - owing to being more socialist (besides democratic, of course!). About that, my tip is watching “South of Border”, a wonderful documentary of Oliver Stone.

 In conclusion, I will finish by using the same words of Evo Morales in the end of this movie which said periphrastically a Bolivian native head of the past, Tupac katari, who had promissed that one day, he would come back through million of people: “Now it is this time!”.

All the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come - Victor Hugo

Obamalândia

Nor rock or Olympic Games in 2016, that was all EVERYBODY talks about here last week: Obama in Rio. (Indeed, with all his helicopters and the noises produced by, it's almost impossible to forgot his presence here!).  However, to my great surprise, people was awaiting his live presentation to the effect of showing him our pleasure to receive him dressed in full rig.

Mussuns, Bin Ladens, Bushs burned as Judas… many costumes were thought by Brazilians to (celebrating) this special occasion. Mine was one of  World Trade Centre Towers (Grazi accepted my invitation to being my partner, or rather: the other one). (Un)Fortunately his speech in Cinelândia was cancelled before all hubbub that would occur.

I swear that I would like to see his face in front of that which would be both unpredict and UNFORGETTABLE! On the other hand, as far as I’m concerned, most part of the probably audience isn’t aware about the real economic reasons of his visitation in Brazil. Or… Do you believe that he (and all his family) came here only due to our beautiful country?  

I hope [yes, I'm Brazilian and I'm also engaged...] people will be more cognizant about politics, besides merely wearing their funny masks, of course - the Brazilian way to face everything, US's aims included. After all, this is our warm and creative way, somewhat related with the weather and owing to seeming that we are still in a carnival period. If they have Disney, our would be in Rio's downtown!

P.S. - I really enjoyed the fact that Lula didn’t receive Obama. Thus, the Dilma’s flashes weren’t occulted. For good reason, for sure!  At last, “his man" (as Obama called our ex president once, when he was still in power) now is our iron lady.

my best friend's wedding

He would give me on my 30th year birthday a wedding ring, he would be my best partner for every event I could go, he would plan our abroad vacation travel with our children for the end of the year… he could be everything ‘best’ in the world… however, he is not my husband because I simply don’t love him (not as "MY" man). We can’t ordering our feelings to choose somebody to like him. It happens independently of our will.

Randiness is something we don’t control. It is impossible to ask ourselves “please, want him (or her)!” - further: right now! It doesn’t work like that… It simply “plim” - as I’m used to say… Moreover, this ‘prince’ guy, who I’m going to want with me will appear complete for me soon, without “nevertheless(es)” - in the same way he’ll be more than my best friend… as he is for his wife - the fortunate woman that chose him (or he chose her… whatever! They are perfect for each other).

I’m full of satisfaction with myself since I’m not jealous, or have no envy about her. I’m not this kind of possessive friend that doesn’t want his happiness, as a result of my negative decision to became involved. On the contrary, I’ve supported his new relationships, his affairs and now, his marriage. I want all the best for them. After all, I like her too. I was there when he met her and I hoped further for them…

It is something I’m awaiting that he (and also she) wish for me as well… knowing someone special to pass the rest of our lives, constitute a family, live a beautiful love long-lasting story, besides keep them company at meetings, travels... any kind of couple's programming.

the movie

While I was putting the title of this post, I remembered the movie of the same name… Julia Roberts, a successful almost 30-years journalist, was invited for this 3-days happening wedding, occasion when her best friend is going to become a married man. At this moment she realized she loves him, only owing to the sensation of loss. Human being is a [fuc*!] selfish animal.

At the end, even with all tries, he decided for Cameron Diaz (NOT BAD…) and they lived happily ever after.

a hard day's night

Crisis... of seven years or the 'almost thirty' one?

Actually, doesn’t matter. Nothing was acquired until now, even working like a dog during this period.

All ghosts both of sadness and frustration, due to not being in a fair chance to succeed even in a long term... This horror movie has been our life documentary.

¡Viva la revolución posible!

take it or leave it

I can’t take it anymore! I’m going… I take full responsibility by my choices. I will take a crack at it.

Stressed?

Take a break. Further: take a breath and take a good look… How are you? Do you feel happy? Are you satisfied? Think about that.

What is more important for you at this moment? - keep some security living exactly as you are or try something new - which you always want to?

Take risks. After all, life is short. We don’t know how many opportunities will be given to go for our dreams… Take advantage of the offers.

Take my word for it: living is better than dreaming, so, turn them into a reality.
  
Take care. Don’t waste your time!

Take not only a walk, but a trip. Take your seat to fly away... Take all steps necessary for it! Don’t give up of your goals.

Take it easy. Don’t rush!. It might take quite a while, but with the first step taken, everything flows… take your time to move on.

Take my tip. Take over your life! Nobody can do it for you - not even saying what you can or not do.

Take your chance! It’s your time. Enjoy it right NOW!