LionStealing a lion is no easy feat, so law-enforcement knew from the get-go they were up against pros. Little did they know the cat’s previous owner was behind the daring, Hollywood-like theft, which drew the attention of the entire country and led police on a frantic search for those who had carefully broken into the animal sanctuary, sedating the huge feline, loading it into the back of a truck and then driving away without being noticed. Right now, it’s unclear who the rightful owner is. As the story goes, back in 2009, the lion was taken to the shelter because its then-owner, who also has more than seven tigers on his property, was having a hard time feeding the enormous creature, which eats 11 pounds of meat every single day, mind you. Kitty, kitty, lunch is ready!!

Ary Borges, who has more than 7 tigers on his property, is accused of stealing the lion. Listen to the post below (Living on the Edge in Maringá, Brazil – first published on September 28, 2013) to understand better who he is.


This is as normal a family as it gets: mom, daddy, loving daughters, and beautiful grandchildren. Oh, did I mention seven pet tigers? You just can’t make this stuff up. Believe me. They all live in perfect harmony under the same roof in a countryside town in southern Brazil. As for the tigers, the two first ones were rescued from a circus, and then multiplied, which is precisely why authorities want them fixed. In hopes of someday turning the place into an animal sanctuary, the family patriarch is bravely fighting in court for the right to keep the cats on his property.

20 years after his tragic death, Ayrton Senna continues to be the most extraordinary driver to ever get behind the wheel of a Formula 1 car

Ayrton Senna went far beyond being an extraordinary driver. He touched people’s hearts, placing him among those bigger-than-life personalities who keep on inspiring generations and generations to come. A few months before his death, Senna said this, “If I ever happen to have an accident that eventually costs me my life, I hope it is in one go. I would not like to be in a wheelchair. I would not like to be in a hospital suffering from whatever injury it was. If I’m going to live, I want to live fully, very intensely, because I am an intense person. It’d ruin my life if I had to live partially.” On May 1st 1994, Ayrton Senna died during a race in Italy.

QUANDO VIVER NÃO É VIVER ——— Antes mesmo de 1º.05.2014, as redes sociais e meios de comunicação de massa já estavam inundadas de…


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20 years after his tragic death, Ayrton Senna continues to be the most extraordinary driver to ever get behind the wheel of a Formula 1 car

… notícias e homenagens ao inigualável e inesquecível Ayrton Senna da Silva, ou, como ficou realmente imortalizado, “Ayrton Senna do Brasil”. Acredito que muitos, como eu, lembram exatamente onde estavam e o que estavam fazendo naquela trágica manhã do feriado de maio de 1994. Permanecem vívidos o choque e a incredulidade do que as imagens mostravam e os jornalistas e comentaristas narravam, ainda que o cérebro e o coração se recusassem a acreditar (não poderia ser 1º de abril, em que tudo seria apenas uma mentira?).

Ayrton Senna foi um ídolo. Ayrton Senna é um ídolo. Inclusive para aqueles que como eu, sem ser realmente fã de automobilismo, acordavam cedo nas manhãs de domingo para acompanhar as façanhas e conquistas do piloto. E para aqueles que, como eu, depois daquele 1º.05.1994 nunca mais assistiram a uma corrida de Fórmula 1. Até para esses, como eu, Senna foi e continua sendo um ídolo.

Muitas são as lembranças e influências que o tricampeão exerceu na vida dos brasileiros, mas nesta oportunidade, em que escrevo sobre o assunto, vou afastar-me das homenagens que indubitavelmente ele merece – e que vem recebendo aos milhares, senão milhões – para fixar-me num tema polêmico refletido na declaração de Senna reproduzida no post aqui no “The Talkin Violin”: viver plenamente.

Admiro os que lutam pela vida, os que, a despeito da agressividade da doença que venham a ter, continuam lutando, buscando a cura, buscando a recuperação, contrariando probabilidades médicas. “Guerreiras”, “Lutadoras”, “pessoas que amam a vida”, como são alcunhadas, a exemplo da brasileira Laís Souza, cuja história foi recentemente contada aqui neste blog (esquiadora que sofreu um gravíssimo acidente que a paralisou do pescoço para baixo).

Mas… como chamar então as pessoas que pensam como Senna, que declarou: “Se eu algum dia sofrer um acidente que acabe por tirar minha vida, eu espero que seja de uma só vez. Eu não gostaria de ficar numa cadeira de rodas. Eu não gostaria de ficar sofrendo num hospital seja lá qual for o ferimento que eu tenha tido”? Seria Senna um derrotista? Um não lutador? Um desistente?

Definitivamente não!!! O grande problema é a quase inevitável “mania” de rotular as pessoas que não pensam como nós. Para mim a declaração de Senna é brilhante e traduz integralmente o que penso. Mas isso não desmerece nem denigre os “lutadores”, que ao contrário do que aqui defendo, continuam brigando desesperadamente para viver.
Tenho para mim que quando alguém é privado – por doença ou por acidente ou – de fazer o que lhe dá sentido à vida, o simples continuar respirando e com o coração batendo não é…. viver. Querer viver plena e intensamente a vida é ter amor à vida.

Mas querer continuar vivendo a despeito de qualquer dificuldade, impossibilidade ou mazela, representa também, inquestionavelmente, ter amor à vida. Viver e querer viver, portanto, depende de como cada um, individualmente, quer ter e levar a própria vida. Viver deixa de ser “viver”, na integralidade de seu conceito, quando a vida é vivida sem sentido.

Como Senna, se algum dia eu sofrer um acidente que acabe por tirar minha vida, espero que seja de uma só vez. Mas isso não me impede de profundamente admirar as “Laíses”, que a despeito de qualquer prognóstico médico segue lutando por sua vida e de quem espero muito em breve saber notícias de que sua recuperação segue a mesma velocidade de suas vertiginosas decidas por montanhas nevadas.

Por conclusão, que possamos sempre, nos esportistas que nos representam, ter modelos de amor à vida. Seja qual for a vida que se queira viver.

Marilia Pioli  COLUMNIST

Daniel Alves: If Life Gives You a Banana, Eat It

Target of racism, Brazilian soccer player does the unexpected and receives the full support of athletes, actors, singers, TV hosts, as well as millions of fans.

He was about to take a corner kick when a banana thrown by an opposing fan landed right in front of him. Unfazed, the Barcelona player picked it up, peeled it and took a bite. If it were not for his bravery, it would’ve been just one more overlooked, shameful racist insult that’s become all too common at soccer venues all over the world. As one would expect from such outrageous footage,  it went viral, and very soon, pictures of banana-eating celebrities in support of the player flooded the internet, which in turn led to more photos of fans doing exactly the same thing. With the help of this outstanding Brazilian, Barcelona ended up winning the Spanish championship match, but on that gloomy Sunday, no one had any reason whatsoever to celebrate.


Luana Lopes Lara: Brazilian Bolshoi ballerina accepted to MIT, Stanford, Yale and Harvard, not to mention a top-notch university in Brazil

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Luana Lopes Lara on The Talking Violin

Whenever asked what she does, the 17-year-old doesn’t hesitate in saying, “I’m a ballerina who wants to become an engineer to change the world,” and if her performance so far is any indication, she may be headed in the right direction. Recently accepted to the most prestigious universities on the planet and just back to Brazil from a Swan Lake presentation in Austria, Luana Lopes Lara is about to travel to America, where she’s going to take a tour of MIT, Stanford, Yale and Harvard before deciding which university to attend. Although no longer a dancer with the Bolshoi, the young Brazilian insists that no matter where she studies mechatronics, she’ll keep on dancing ballet.


Easter the Brazilian way: long four-day weekend, chaotic roads and, of course, chocolate overdose

There they are in all sizes, prices, and colors – hanging over people’s heads in supermarket aisles across this country. Much like crowded roads, Easter Eggs are impossible to be avoided at this time of year when millions of Brazilians take advantage of the long four-day weekend to travel, but not before buying tons and tons of brightly wrapped chocolate eggs, which gives a huge boost to the economy by drawing hordes of eager shoppers to malls, supermarkets, drugstores, or any other place where chocolate can be bought. Needless to say, lots of people end up overindulging in their Easter treats, and once again, there goes last year’s promise not to do so. Happy Easter, everybody!!

“What is truly sad about this piece is that it only destroys this woman’s concepts of love and honor even further…

… It makes what should be a time of grieving, a time of drama and chaos. Instead of being a sad loss, now it is a tragedy that will leave scars and losses for everyone forever. How many men in the future will want to marry or even date her? Would you take that risk of displeasing her father?”

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ESPELHOS COMPORTAMENTAIS ——— Causou furor, no Brasil, a publicação da pesquisa “Tolerância social à violência contra as mulheres”, realizada pelo IPEA…


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… (Instituto de Pesquisa Econômica Aplicada) que revelou que 26% dos 3.810 (dos quais 66,5% foram mulheres) entrevistados concordam inteiramente, e 13,2% concordam parcialmente, que mulheres que usam roupas que mostram o corpo merecem ser atacadas.

A violência é injustificável em qualquer caso. Ninguém, seja qual for o motivo ou alegação, merece sofrer violência. Sempre haverá, contudo, pessoas que acreditam, pregam, defendem e praticam atos totalmente reprováveis (não fosse assim, não teríamos a mancha do holocausto na história mundial). Então qualquer em pesquisa que se faça, sempre haverá um percentual de opinião que chocará a opinião pública.

Como já defendia o existencialismo sartriano, cada escolha carrega consigo a obrigação de responder pelos próprios atos, um encargo que torna o homem o único responsável pelas consequências de suas decisões. Significa que o homem que decide estuprar é responsável por sua decisão, é responsável pela escolha de praticar este ato. Ele é o único culpado, e por isso deve ser o único responsável.

Repito: a violência é injustificável em qualquer caso. Por isso vou fugir do mérito da questão “merecimento” ou não de violência (NINGUÉM A MERECE) para tratar da mensagem que as roupas e comportamentos transmitem.

Uma mulher que use roupas provocativas não está PEDINDO – e nem merece!! – ser estuprada, assediada ou atacada de qualquer forma. Por outro lado, a forma como se veste transmite mensagens, emite sinais que podem – e costumam ser – muito mal interpretados. De forma alguma estou defendendo que as mulheres mudem sua forma de ser e de se vestir por conta disso, mas alerto para a cautela que é prudente de acordo com os lugares que se frequenta.

Da mesma forma como não se usa vestido de gala numa praia nem biquíni numa igreja, há padrões sociais de comportamento que vigem em determinados lugares. Decotes ousados e provocativos são inconvenientes num ambiente de trabalho, por exemplo. A mulher que usá-los não será culpada se eventualmente for alvo de piadas, de comentários e, para voltar ao tema do post, atacada e estuprada, mas terá se colocado numa situação de sujeição ao comportamento indesejado alheio.

Nesta discussão, é inevitável que lidemos com FATOS. É fato que vivemos em uma sociedade machista, é fato que as pessoas são rotuladas (e rotulam) pela roupa e vocabulário que usam. É fato que somos preconceituosos. E todos somos. Quando chamamos (ainda que em pensamento!!) alguém de prostituta porque suas roupas são curtas e justas, quando qualificamos (mesmo em pensamento) como homossexual (para não utilizar palavras mais pejorativas) um homem que use roupas apertadas ou quando classificamos como “desprovidos de inteligência” (para seguir o politicamente correto) grupos de jovens “alternativos” ou ainda rotulamos de “tiozões” os “quarentões e cinquentões” (e por que não também os “sessentões”) que se negam a envelhecer a alma, estamos sendo preconceituosos!!! E repito: todos somos.

É por conta disso que diante do FATO de que muitos – e infelizmente muitos mesmo – homens não controlam seu ímpeto sexual (neste caso culpa exclusiva deles) diante das curvas femininas e acham-se no direito de atacá-las (e aqui uso o verbo atacar em seu sentido mais amplo, incluindo a inconveniência de uma conversa indesejada e incômoda), que a forma de se vestir, ao invés de ser completamente livre (como deveria, num mundo ideal e utópico), deve levar em consideração o ambiente, o meio e o público. E a mensagem que transmitem.

Para resumir – e concluir –, considero realmente um absurdo que as pessoas, em especial as mulheres, tenham que se preocupar com o que vestem, mas diante dos fatos de uma sociedade enferma de virtudes e bom senso, esta é uma preocupação que não pode ser ignorada. Ainda que ninguém mereça ser vítima de estupro e violência.

Marilia Pioli  COLUMNIST

“I also do not think that women who are provocatively dressed deserve to be raped. However, I do not dress that way mainly because…

… I live in a neighborhood where there are some problems with drug dealing and other criminal activities. There is a good chance that some of the people I live next to may share the beliefs of those 26% in the study, and I do not want to attract their attention. I am safer wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and sneakers than I would be in an alluring outfit. Dressing provocatively is not my style anyway.

I think this study upsets people because it reveals a troubling gap between ideals and reality. In an ideal world, everyone would treat each other with respect, and crimes like rape would not happen. But this is not an ideal world where everybody shares the same ideals.”

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Nana Queiroz: Brazilian journalist brings the issue of violence against women to the forefront of discussion in a country where 26% of the population thinks provocatively dressed women deserve to be raped

“I have to say though … 26% is still awful! I always tell my patients that no is no, no matter HOW they are dressed!!”


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Government agency study: Botched number causes a huge uproar in Brazil, but correction makes matters no less outrageous

“A mistake in the study? Who was it that did the study? I heard about this, but not too in depth. How ridiculous though. Nobody deserves to be raped. No matter how provocatively they’re dressed.”

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“Nossa. Really? I didn’t know who he was by name. Then I saw the pic. Now I know who he is. Wow. It always takes me by surprise when there someone dies. It’s like a hollow, empty, “I can’t believe it” feeling. Just goes to show you that death was never meant to be. Eternity is in the heart of man. At least that’s what I think…”

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“I enjoyed this inspiring post about Abilio Diniz even though it brings up some bittersweet feelings about my parents. On the one hand…

… it is great to see someone living a full, productive life at an age when most people are retired and feel that they are too old to do much of anything. On the other hand, this post makes me think about how both of my parents did not take care of themselves as they got older, and now my mother is dead and my father is struggling with various health problems. I think it would be great for my father to have a positive outlook on life like Abilio, but I am not sure if he can because he also struggles with the loss of my mother. They were married almost 42 years, and he misses her.

While it is probably too late for my father to change, I am trying to learn from my parents’ mistakes. Like Abilio, I am trying to watch my diet and exercise regularly so that I do not end up like my parents. I have to stay healthy so that I can continue to take care of my father. Last week, my five-year-old niece gave me a good chuckle about growing old. She looked carefully at my face, and then she told me, “You’re old. How old are you? 13? 40?” Later that day, I told my dad what she said, and we both laughed together.”

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Abílio Diniz: A regular person like the rest of us. Or is he? In better shape and more productive than most 40-year-olds, 77-year-old Brazilian billionaire shows no signs of slowing down

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ABILIO DINIZHe’s definitely not your average billionaire. At 77, the father of a 7-year-old daughter and a 3-year-old son sports a ripped body, the result of a grueling exercise routine. His diet, much like the rest of his life, is carefully planned so that he can run his business empire, write best-selling books, take good care of his offspring and be a great husband to his second wife – who, at 41, is younger than the four children from his first marriage. A devout catholic, Abílio acknowledges that despite having a very strict lifestyle, he sometimes enjoys some lasagna and a barbecue, which may be the closest he’ll ever get to being a regular person like the rest of us.

When I first read about Lais Souza my heart literally jumped into my throat, and my stomach nearly dropped out from underneath me. This hits close to home…

Lais Souza

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… Like Lais who will never forget January 27, 2014, I will never forget December 6, 1993. For it is on this day, as with Lais, that my life was forever changed.

But before I begin, I wish to extend my deepest, heartfelt empathy to both Lais and her family and friends. Tears just welled up in my eyes when I said that because I know and understand the shock of one moment freely able to move without giving a thought what a gift that movement is, and in a blink of an eye, disaster strikes. To journey from one side of the Life Altering Day to the other side, is one of the most difficult transitions to make. And for this, my heart goes out to this young woman. The adjustment of this Life Altering Change, and the fight and will to keep on living is going to be for Lais, even more challenging then all her official skiing training combined. Yet, I have faith in this young woman!

To see that Lais is now breathing on her own, excites me, giving me goosebumps. What a fighter! I do not know the details of the neck injury, but this I do know. Once those nerves in the spinal chord and the neck are injured it is extremely difficult to get those neves to work again. Doctors told me nerves do not heal. I beg to differ with them. I know they do.

Oh, yes, they take a very long time to heal, and they do not do so on their own. It takes tenacity and a will so strong that it can bend steel, plus good nutrition every single day, combined with exercises to strengthen the muscles to teach them to move again. Yes, it is possible for I am living proof. The doctors cannot explain how I even walk today with the condition the “MRI” says my back is in. My MIND refuses to believe I am that MRI for I am not. Lais, IF you are reading this, I want you to remember this! YOU are not a piece of paper or a lab report. YOU are anything YOU can do.

With the extent of Lais’ symptoms (now this I say very carefully!!) this young woman probably will not walk. (Lais, I pray you prove me wrong!) As for movement in her arms, yes, that is a good possibility but she has to really work for it, and knowing an athlete’s frame of mind, this young woman will do all she can to get her arms to move. She is just beginning to realize what hard work really is! We all take moving for granted, and to not be able to do so, many emotions come into play, and oh yes, denial as well. Good old denial. Yet, even with time, that wears thin and reality sets in. Once you get a good grasp of reality and what your actual limitations are, you can succeed beyond what anyone thought you could.

Also, Lais is going to find out who her true friends are. Usually when tragedy strikes, those who you thought were your friends suddenly disappear from off the scope of the radar. They either don’t want your problems in their life, OR it is too painful for them to see their “friend” after the Life Altering Change. They cannot or will not adjust their perception to the reality of NOW, because it brings the truth screaming that we are all finite. And, that we all have limitations. Yes, even those who experience freedom of movement, they as well have limitations. All of us do. But so many people are not able to face those limitations, so they back away from the “constant reminder” that we do have limitations. For those, denial is a big part of their structure in life.

I lost my life as I knew it. I lost my career as an RN as a senior SICU RN working in WNY #1 Trauma Unit, I lost the majority of my friends and my family, I lost the relationship as I knew it to be, with my husband, and I lost all social life. I lost myself totally. I was immersed in a world of pain so horrible that I begged my husband to assist me with suicide during the two years I was not walking. It was not because I was paralyzed that I was not walking. It was due to the fact I could not weight bear on my right leg due to the searing burning red-hot poker pain that left me screaming. I refused a wheelchair and a cane, instead hanging on to walls, anything that would support most of my weight, when I was out of bed.

Then the day came when I decided to fight back …. (that is a book in of itself!)

Lais is going to find out her life too has begun to change, and what she knew her life to be, no longer exists. My hope for this young woman, that instead of seeing this as the worse day of her life, she grows to see it as the best day of her life. I have become a “new” person through the extreme trials this accident brought with it. I gained access to an Inner Garden in my Heart, my compassion deepened, Wisdom grew within me, and the “troubled” young woman who I was has bloomed into a beautiful loving woman. I have turned towards the passions that I can do, such as my photography, and caring for special needs animals. This accident in my life has formed me into who I am today, one who gives of herself in Love, because why? I am SO grateful to be walking and to be alive.

I have learned how precious LIFE is, and again that is my hope for Lais. I believe with all my Heart that what happened to Lais, is the mark of her “real purpose” on this earth. She may not feel this way now, but in time, I hope she does. Anything truly is possible, and I mean anything. May everyone who reads these words know that LIFE is precious and to live as if it were your very last day. Live in Peace, and in JOY, and Love all. Again, I can only compare my journey with Lais, but I do have a feeling that what is considered a tragedy today, will be seen as the “miracle” some day.

May all who read my words, feel and know Peace, AmyRose


Lais Souza’s long road to recovery: Paralyzed from the neck down, Brazilian skier surprises medical team by breathing on her own again, giving doctors hope that there’s more progress on the way

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O longo caminho da recuperação de Lais Souza

From a physical therapy room in a Miami hospital, Lais Souza gave her first interview after getting seriously injured and losing movement from the neck down. Sounding hopeful, the Brazilian talked about her ordeal and how happy she was to be able to breathe on her own again, leading doctors to believe that she can beat the odds one more time and regain movement in her arms. When asked how she deals with moments of desperation, the skier answered that crying brings her relief and gives her the strength to keep on fighting. Though impossible to predict right now if the athlete will ever walk again, if her progress so far is any sign of how her recovery will go, we can only expect more good news to come.

OBESITY CONTROVERSY: Bruna Giorjiani de Arruda denied public teaching job in Brazil for being obese

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Bruna Giorjiani de ArrudaGuilherme Baffi / Diario da Região

Boy, was she happy! After all, she was about to land her dream job as a public school teacher, but after the highly-qualified 28-year-old took a physical, her world came crumbling down when she was told she wouldn’t get the tenure position for being morbidly obese, which meant she could someday develop diabetes or other obesity related diseases. Deeply humiliated, Bruna spoke out. A local newspaper ran her story, and in no time, her predicament made national news. The teacher’s situation is now up for review, and if denied employment again, she vows to take the Sao Paulo State to court, from where this young lady may very likely come out victorious, according to the Brazilian Bar Association, no less, which has deemed this decision outright unconstitutional.

PRECONCEITO OFICIAL ——— A fama mundial da mulher brasileira vem de sua beleza e sensualidade. Pernas e bumbuns muito bem torneados, obtidos por…


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… horas na academia içando tornozeleiras que pesam mais do que sacos de arroz, estão entre as preferências nacionais. O culto ao corpo não é novidade por aqui. Academias de ginástica cheias e cirurgiões plásticos com agenda lotada por corpos à espera de próteses de silicone, abdominoplastia e lipoaspiração são a prova irrefutável de que se dá muita importância à forma física. “Bonito” é o corpo magro, sarado, com músculos desenhados, firmes e hipertrofiados.

Se você não está neste grupo de Adonis e Afrodites – provavelmente não está, já que estatisticamente não se veem “bonitões e beldades de revista dando sopa por aí” –, mas também não se enquadra nos apontados como “gordinhos”, embora muito provavelmente tenha alguma insatisfação com o próprio corpo e aparência, não chegou ao ponto de sofrer preconceito e discriminação.

Apenas os que já estiveram ou estão acima do peso sabem o que é sofrer preconceito por causa do peso. Em algum momento da vida estas pessoas já ouviram algum comentário maldoso, já receberam olhares de repulsa e reprovação, já deixaram de participar de alguma atividade em sociedade por discriminação ou vergonha do próprio corpo.

Sofrer preconceito e discriminação não é “privilégio” dos “gordinhos”. Negros, homossexuais, homens baixinhos, mulheres muito altas, nordestinos, deficientes físicos,…. muitos são os grupos que sofrem preconceito. Por que então estaríamos falando aqui “apenas” dos preconceitos contra os gordos e obesos?

Porque ainda que NADA justifique qualquer tipo de preconceito, o que aconteceu recentemente com a professora Bruna Giorjiani de Arruda eleva o preconceito e a discriminação a um patamar muito mais alarmante: ao preconceito institucionalizado, ao preconceito “oficial”, praticado pelo Estado, que é quem deveria prezar e incondicionalmente levar a efeito os preceitos constitucionais.

Bruna Giorjiani de Arruda é uma jovem e bonita professora que por seu esforço e dedicação foi aprovada em 2º lugar no concurso público da Secretaria de Educação do Estado de São Paulo, mas no exame médico foi impedida de assumir o cargo por ser classificada como obesa mórbida, ou seja, porque seus 110 quilos distribuídos por seu 1 metro e 65 centímetros lhe dão um IMC (Índice de Massa Corporal) de 40,4, considerado pela OMS (Organização Mundial da Saúde) como obesidade mórbida.

O obesidade é certamente um caso que ultrapassa a questão da estética porque afeta a saúde da pessoa. A obesidade também é rechaçada pelos padrões estéticos estabelecidos pela sociedade, mas em absoluto isso impede o reconhecimento de beleza física nos gordos e obesos (basta ver o belo rosto de Bruna). Muitos são as questões e problemas envolvendo a obesidade, mas o comportamento estatal é revoltante e inadmissível. Os demais tipos de preconceito, venha de quem vier, também o são, mas quando se revelam nas esferas do poder estatal, no poder instituído, só se pode concluir que algo de muito errado ocorre neste país, de uma forma cada vez mais alarmante.

Existem algumas profissões que exigem avaliações de aptidão física para que possam ser exercidas, como policiais e bombeiros, por exemplo. Em outros casos – na maioria deles – a condição física não é e não pode ser impedimento para o exercício da profissão. Em que pese fosse desnecessário “tornar lei” o respeito e a dignidade humana, o art. 5º da Constituição Federal Brasileira deixa expressamente estabelecido: “TODOS SÃO IGUAIS PERANTE A LEI, SEM DISTINÇÃO DE QUALQUER NATUREZA, garantindo-se aos brasileiros e aos estrangeiros residentes no País a inviolabilidade do direito à vida, à liberdade, à igualdade, à segurança e à propriedade”.

Bruna Giorjiani de Arruda submeteu-se a um processo seletivo e provou ter capacidade para exercer a profissão. E provou com excelência, tendo sido classificada em 2º lugar. A cor, a altura, a descendência, as crenças, o peso ou qualquer outra característica da Bruna jamais – JAMAIS – poderia tolher-lhe o exercício da profissão.

Não bastasse o absurdo do caso da professora Bruna, o que choca ainda mais – se é que isso é possível – foi a desculpa estapafúrdia apresentada pelo Estado para justificar sua conduta. O Departamento de Perícias Médicas do Estado de São Paulo (DPME), alega que “o resultado não decorre de atitude preconceituosa e, sim, pela prerrogativa e princípio da continuidade no serviço público a qual prevê o Estatuto, em defesa o interesse público e o zelo pelo interesse coletivo” (declaração em nota divulgada pelo DPME). Tudo isso para “justificar” que a obesidade mórbida é dada a doenças oportunistas como o diabetes.

Se o “raciocínio” do DPME tivesse algum sentido, nenhum fumante poderia ser admitido no funcionalismo público, já que é inegável que os fumantes “são dados” a doenças pulmonares. Atletas também passariam ao largo da carreira pública, afinal, a iterativa prática de atividade física “é dada” a lesões. Enfim…. apenas os nascidos em Krypton estariam aptos a ser servidores públicos. Ou melhor, nem eles, já que “são dados” às fraquezas provocadas pela kritponita.

Não bastasse o preconceito em si já ser deplorável e inadmissível, a “desculpa” escolhida pelo DPME para justificar sua decisão é patética e desrespeitosa. E é também mais um exemplo que neste país a Constituição Federal serve “para bonito”, que é livro para encher prateleira, “texto para inglês ver”. Aos que se sentirem indignados com esta colocação, antes de atacarem minhas palavras que leiam o art. 7º, inciso IV da Constituição Federal. Somos uma nação virando piada pelo “desrespeito oficial”.

Constituição Federal Brasileira
Art. 7º São direitos dos trabalhadores urbanos e rurais, além de outros que visem à melhoria de sua condição social:
IV – salário mínimo, fixado em lei, nacionalmente unificado, capaz de atender a suas necessidades vitais básicas e às de sua família com moradia, alimentação, educação, saúde, lazer, vestuário, higiene, transporte e previdência social, com reajustes periódicos que lhe preservem o poder aquisitivo, sendo vedada sua vinculação para qualquer fim.

Marilia Pioli  COLUMNIST

PLASTIC SURGERY: Though still a fraction of more popular procedures like breast augmentation and liposuction, the number of butt implants is growing fast in Brazil

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Despite costing more, having a longer recovery time and being a far more invasive procedure than the hugely popular boob jobs, butt implants are on the rise, which seems to be in line with people’s fixation on this body part here in Brazil, and I’m not talking about what is commonly known in America as the Brazilian butt lift, where the patients’ own fat is used to give their buttocks more shape and volume. Implants, though more permanent, require full-blown surgeries that can only be performed by highly qualified plastic surgeons, who, by the way, have been very busy doing all sorts of cosmetic procedures in this huge South American country, second only to the US when it comes to plastic surgeries.

Cellphones on airplanes: One of the last cellphone-free zones is on the verge of disappearing. Are you on board?

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If the FCC has its way, very soon people will be yapping away on their cellphones in airplane seats near you, or worse, next to you. Okay, okay, I get it. It’s safe. But does it make it right? As if flying coach was not hard enough: fees for everything, lack of space, delays, cancelations, bad food. Come on, talking about adding insult to injury – this is simply the perfect storm. And if you think you’re fine just because you don’t live in the US, think again. When it comes to aviation, make no mistake about it, America takes the first step, and then the rest of the world follows its lead. Oh, sorry, if you’re among the 19% of people who just can’t wait for the rules to be changed, enjoy your flight, fellow passenger.

How technology has invaded mankind like some kind of virus. What happened to the days when people actually spoke face-to-face? Remember the…

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… days when we used to stop just to hang on our fences to chat with our next door neighbor? Those days are long gone, that is a given! Now, if you who are reading my words and are under the age of 40, you don’t know what I am talking about. How sad.

It is bad enough to be crammed into an airplane like cargo, but now add insult to injury, allowing people to talk on a cellphone? I count myself very blessed I don’t fly, but the last time I did, I was shocked to see how the leg room and the seats seemed to shrink in size. Not only are you uncomfortable, and stuffed into a seat (God help you if you have long legs or weigh more than 150 pounds!), now the invasion of space is going to increase by having technology (again) become more important than a human is. How ridiculous!

What happened to the people’s rights? Why are we not allowed to say anything about this? This new ruling on cellphones is so wrong. People instead of talking to people will talk into a machine, and due to the “distance” will say things they would not normally say to someone face-to-face. I squirm in my seat as I write this, thinking of the conversations that now will be aired in a tight fitting plane.

Now I know what I am about to say next has nothing to do with flying, but, it is an example of what technology has done to humans. It’s scary! The art of simple conversation, people to people conversation, is being lost. Anyways …

I go to a gym to workout. In this gym you will find just about any type of equipment and classes you can possibly think of. From free weights, to Nautilus machines, to yoga classes, and Spinning classes. You would THINK it would be noisy. Some days, it is SO quiet in that gym that it is downright freaky. Why? People are texting, or surfing, or yes, even talking on their cellphone. Come on! A gym is a place you put grunts and groans into what you are doing, so I deliberately make the appropriate noises LOUD and yes, I do get attention. But if a woman in her mid-50′s can really work out hard enough to yes GROAN so can the teenagers. My message? Get off your cellphones and let’s get back to living again!

I saw just yesterday a woman with her mini iPad in her hand at the gym. For crying out loud! Let’s get real and begin to act like people again! Talk, carry on real conversations without phones or iPads, so that we can regain the connection that is being lost. Machines are louder than people are! Have any of you noticed?

Future generations really have me concerned. This communication via a machine is actually making machines out of humans. Guess what? I don’t even own a cellphone because I refuse to be owned by a machine! And darn it, when I go somewhere, I want to talk to people. That’s another thing I do. I deliberately start conversations with people around me, talking about “safe” subjects, but at least getting a conversation going. If people would just put the cellphones down, and stop acting like they are their security blanket, and begin to reconnect with people again, I think there would be a lot more HOPE for this world then there is now!

This new ruling that allows people to talk on cellphones in a tight fitting plane, I don’t think is going to go over very well. People need to speak up, and when someone is disrespectfully going on and on without any thought of how you feel about what is being said, I would hope that person who is exposed to a cellphone conversation, well, would speak up! It’s only fair! If someone can be discourteous enough to air the family affairs and having an audience, that said audience should have the FREE WILL to ask that person to stop using the cellphone. If more people would speak up, perhaps the ruling would change to NO CELLPHONE use while on a plane. One would only HOPE.


A PROFANAÇÃO DO ÚLTIMO SANTUÁRIO DO SILÊNCIO TECNOLÓGICO ——— Com a difusão do uso do aparelho celular, as pessoas perderam o bom senso…


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… e tratam de assuntos particulares e alheios em qualquer lugar, como se todos à sua volta fossem imunes ao som da voz e não pudessem ouvir os inconvenientes difundidos por meio da telefonia móvel.

Quem não quiser saber da briga do vizinho; do fora que levou o namorado da amiga da pessoa que está à sua frente na fila do supermercado; da doença infecciosa do pai de quem está ao seu lado na farmácia; da crise conjugal da tia da secretária do chefe; da recomendação do pediatra para acabar com a coriza do bebê ou da receita caseira que a avó garante ser eficaz para o mesmo fim, podia isolar-se em casa ou pegar um avião, mas em breve só lhe restará o isolamento doméstico. A relativa paz nas alturas está com os dias contados.

Desde que o telefone celular deixou de ser um luxo para virar um bem de consumo comum – quando não a extensão do próprio ser!! –, o único lugar em que se podia ter certeza de usufruir a paz de não ser compelido a escutar conversa alheia era o avião. Do fechamento das portas do local de saída até sua abertura no local de destino, o sossego de um voo tranquilo só poderia ser quebrado pela inconveniência de “faladores” que viessem a sentar-se ao seu lado ou pelo choro irritante e incessante de crianças incontroláveis. O sossego poderia ser quebrado, mas sempre se podia contar com a sorte para evitar estes dois possíveis incômodos. Surge agora um terceiro e tecnológico incômodo, imune ao fator “sorte”: o telefone celular.

Por medidas de segurança, o uso do telefone celular sempre foi vedado no interior do avião, mas com a nova resolução da FCC (Federal Communications Commission), a Comissão Federal de Comunicações dos EUA, a permissão de ligações a bordo deixará de ser questão de segurança (devido ao avanço tecnológico que permitirá as ligações sem colocar em risco a operação da aeronave) e passará a ser uma questão do que é socialmente aceitável, mas com a enorme desvantagem de já se conhecer, pelo comportamento habitual dos usuários da telefonia móvel, que o “bom senso social” não subirá a bordo.

Os “viajantes aéreos” já perderam espaço para as pernas, perderam as refeições quentes – e em alguns casos perderam qualquer tipo de refeição – e agora poderão perder o silêncio. A ironia é que os passageiros perderão a paz do silêncio por culpa… dos próprios passageiros.

Não fosse assim, não haveria o inconveniente de telefones tocando a todo tempo e em todo lugar (com muitos ringtones REALMENTE INCONVENIENTES e de muito mau gosto) e de falatórios ao telefone em restaurantes, shoppings, escolas (inclusive dentro das salas de aula!!), cinemas, igrejas, consultórios médicos, bibliotecas, aeroportos, praia e qualquer outro lugar público em que se possa pensar. Basta existir a permissão de uso para que cada indivíduo volte-se ao próprio umbigo para fazer uso do aparelho como lhe convier e só se incomodar quando o uso for alheio. Que atire a primeira pedra quem nunca usou o telefone celular em lugar público para “jogar conversa fora”.

Segundo o que vem anunciando a FCC, caberá às companhias aéreas tomar a decisão de permitir ou não chamadas durante os voos. Das notícias já divulgadas sobre o assunto, se lê que companhias já se pronunciaram afirmando “prezar pelo silêncio” e afirmando que ninguém acredita ser uma boa ideia (incluindo o presidente da FCC) e que o público manifesta-se majoritariamente pela continuidade da proibição de uso do celular nos voos, mas…. fazem a conveniente e lucrativa ressalva de que “se todo mundo começar a fazer”, a possibilidade será considerada para a adoção da permissão. Tão logo a primeira companhia aérea permita as ligações telefônicas em voo, as outras sentir-se-ão “pressionadas” a seguir o exemplo.

O uso do telefone celular durante os voos trará inconvenientes que ultrapassarão o “simples” fato de os passageiros serem obrigados a aturar o falatório de outros passageiros (já que o “próprio falatório” é sempre aceitável e aturável!!). Exemplo? Os toaletes servirão como “cabines telefônicas” para os que pretenderem “conversas particulares”. Em resumo: até os momentos e locais “mais reservados” serão perturbados pelo mundo hiperconectado.

Independente de qualquer inconveniente, lucrarão as companhias aéreas, que se valerão de “nichos” de consumo como a venda de “assentos silenciosos”, adaptando-se as antigas (e não saudosas) “áreas de não fumantes” para “áreas livre de ligações telefônicas” (com o desafio de isolar uma área da outra para evitar processos judiciais de consumidores que pagarem pelo silêncio), e lucrarão as companhias telefônicas, que poderão sobretachar o serviço nas alturas (literal e figurativamente).

Em verdade toda esta discussão seria inócua se as pessoas tivessem – e usassem – o bom senso para fazer ligações telefônicas em voo somente em casos de REAL emergência (situação justificável e aceitável para ligações em voo). Mas é justamente a falta de senso de coletividade que dá razão à existência de tantas leis e tantas sanções. Ademais, o comportamento dos usuários da telefonia móvel em lugares públicos não dá nenhum indício – nem ilusão – de que agirão diferente quando os pés estiverem a muitas léguas acima do solo.

Enquanto a “ideia” de permitir as ligações em voo e a tecnologia necessária não forem implantadas, restam aos usuários de viagens aéreas contar com a sorte para não encontrar falastrões e bebês chorões e com isso usufruir dos últimos tempos de existência do santuário aéreo de silêncio tecnológico.

Marilia Pioli  COLUMNIST

Adidas scores an own goal after attempting to sell racy soccer World Cup T-shirts on its US website and gets chastised by…

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… Brazilian authorities, who have been fiercely cracking down on sex tourism and child prostitution in Brazil.

One of the official sponsors of the 2014 soccer World Cup, Adidas stopped selling racy World Cup T-shirts on its US website after infuriating Brazilian authorities, who’ve been fiercely cracking down on sex tourism and child prostitution in Brazil. The host country and the German sports apparel maker appear not to be on the same page when it comes to how to showcase this South American giant to the world. The former’s been working hard to change its reputation as a destination for sex tourism, while the latter was apparently promoting exactly that by trying to make an extra buck.

O Preço do Velho Estigma ——— “Comer, rezar, amar”, livro escrito pela americana Elizabeth Gilbert que virou bestseller, tem no título verbos que…

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… remetem aos países em que a autora-personagem passa algum tempo em busca de autoconhecimento. Seguindo a ordem dos verbos, Elizabeth passou pela Itália, Índia e Indonésia, por onde narra sua jornada gastronômico-espiritual-sexual.

O sucesso do livro transformou-o em filme estrelado com grandes nomes hollywoodianos e ganhou críticas da imprensa por retratar estereótipos dos três países. O italiano é um sujeito falante, galanteador, um tipo despreocupado e espontâneo que preza os prazeres da boa mesa. O indiano é um guru em potencial, superior aos fatos comezinhos do plano terreno.

Pegando a onda do sucesso de “Comer, Rezar, Amar”, o autor Andrew Gottlieb escreveu “Beber, Jogar, F@#der” (escrito assim mesmo, estilizado), que conta a história da jornada de um homem em busca de diversão por três lugares, todos com imagens ligadas aos verbos do título. Os que não o leram (o livro não alcançou o sucesso e projeção de seu “inspirador”), podem tentar adivinhar os lugares retratados nos verbos.

Invoco estes dois livros para introduzir parte do assunto trazido nesta semana aqui no Blog “The Talking Violin”: os estereótipos, os estigmas. Os estereótipos são “imagens prontas” que transcendem fronteiras e são de “conhecimento geral”. É pelo estereótipo que se tem a imagem dos franceses que não tomam banho, dos italianos que só comem macarrão, dos argentinos que só sabem dançar tango, do capitalismo dos americanos e da pontualidade inglesa.

Alguns estereótipos não traduzem a realidade de todo um povo, mas também não nascem do nada, não são criados à toa, não são fruto da imaginação. Todos os estereótipos têm um motivo de ser, tem um “fundinho” de verdade, têm uma origem, traçam uma característica forte de um povo.

A notícia da venda de camisetas da marca alemã Adidas com estampas de mulheres de biquini e corações simulando um bumbum com fio dental, acompanhados do texto “looking to score”, um trocadilho em inglês com fazer gols e conquistar mulheres, reflete a imagem que o Brasil tem no exterior.

As autoridades brasileiras prontamente repudiaram as camisetas com apelo sexual e a Adidas cancelou sua comercialização. É louvável e nobre a rápida reação do governo brasileiro, que mandou seu recado ao mundo dizendo que não admitirá o turismo sexual e que combaterá a exploração sexual, em especial de crianças e adolescentes. Contudo, o episódio deve servir para uma reflexão mais profunda sobre os motivos que levam os estrangeiros a associar comportamentos sexuais à imagem do Brasil de forma tão instantânea.

Muito desta associação vem da transmissão de imagens do Carnaval, a festa popular mais famosa do Brasil, que mostra ao mundo muito mais do que apenas a alegria e o gingado do povo brasileiro. Mostra especialmente uma cornucópia de pouca roupa, pernas, bundas e peitos. Ainda que a nudez não seja uma regra geral nas alas das escolas de samba, a televisão e a imprensa de forma geral, à procura de audiência e de venda de exemplares, concentram a maior parte da atenção nas mulheres que desfilam com pouco e até nenhuma roupa.

Talvez a nudez no Carnaval seja exceção, mas uma exceção que recebe tanta atenção e destaque que transmite a ideia de regra geral. A exploração marketeira da imagem que banaliza a sexualidade banaliza também, por extensão, a imagem da mulher brasileira, dando a ideia de que a sexualidade no Brasil é um produto a mais de consumo, fomentando o turismo sexual.

Neste episódio das camisetas da Adidas a Embratur (Empresa Brasileira de Turismo) manifestou-se em nota oficial dizendo que “A exploração sexual é um crime inaceitável, e não pode ser confundida de forma alguma com uma modalidade de turismo”. Não há absolutamente nada de errado com esta declaração (muito pelo contrário, pois isto é o mínimo que se espera), mas foi a mesma Embratur que em 1989, para promover o país no exterior e atrair turistas, distribuiu cartazes pela Europa e América com uma foto que mostrava uma mulher deitada de bunda para cima, “dentro” de uma roupa de banho “fio dental”, na praia de Copacabana. O texto do cartaz convidava o turista a visitar o Brasil. Certamente a intenção do governo da época era simplesmente estimular o turismo internacional, mas ao utilizar a imagem de uma mulher sensual e semi-nua, acabou por banalizar a imagem das brasileiras e a ligar a imagem do país à diversão sexual.

Recentemente circulou pelas redes sociais o teor de uma reportagem que teria sido publicada na revista francesa France Football. Não pude atestar a veracidade da notícia, mas o simples fato de estar fortemente presente nas redes sociais já é suficiente para alastrar a imagem – e tristemente os fatos – abordados pela revista, que teria estampado na capa o título “Peur sur de Mondial”, traduzido como “O Mundial do Medo”, com a bandeira do Brasil no lugar da letra O da palavra Mondial, ostentando uma tarja negra no lugar de “Ordem e Progresso”.

Estaria narrada na reportagem a vergonhosa organização do Mundial (na história das Copas, o Brasil é o pais que mais teve tempo para organizar o evento e mesmo assim o mais atrasado no cumprimento dos cronogramas), a corrupção endêmica do país, a cultura da burocracia (“tudo precisa ser carimbado”), os benefícios alcançados em troca de propinas, a eleição de “famosos” para cargos públicos (Tiririca, Romário,…), a absurda carga tributária, a precariedade dos serviços públicos, a repressão do governo a manifestações populares e tantas outras tristes realidades brasileiras.

O tema do momento são as camisetas da Adidas por conta da imagem sexual ligada ao Brasil, mas se o país não reagir às realidades inaceitáveis que estamos vivendo, em breve o velho estigma das bundas e peitos ganhará outros novos e tristes estigmas.

NADA justifica ou autoriza a exploração sexual, de homens ou mulheres, de qualquer idade. Não se pode admitir o turismo sexual aqui ou em qualquer outro lugar do mundo. As polêmicas estampas da Adidas são de mau gosto e ofensivas ao povo brasileiro, mas devem servir de alerta para que o Brasil deixe de apenas revoltar-se com tais atitudes e passe a tomar medidas concretas para livrar-se de velhos estereótipos e impedir o fortalecimento de novos.

Em tempo: as cidades por onde anda Bob Sulivan, o personagem de “Beber, Jogar F@#der”, são Dublin (Irlanda), Las Vegas (Estados Unidos) e Tailândia

Marilia Pioli  COLUMNIST

Racism in soccer: The latest chapter in a seemingly endless story. Brazilian player Tinga is the target of monkey chants by…

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… opposing fans during a Copa Libertadores match in Peru, and Conmebol, the governing body for soccer in South America, has yet to announce what penalties, if any, will be imposed on Real Garcilaso, the Peruvian team.

It was loud and clear. When the Brazilian player got onto the pitch, monkey chants could be heard all over the stadium, and every time he touched the ball, the racist chants erupted from the crowd. As unthinkable as it may seem, racism in soccer is definitely not an exception, which brings into question the effectiveness of countless efforts intended to curb such abusive behavior. On her Twitter page, the Brazilian President denounced what happened in Peru and expressed her full support to the player, who was greeted by thousands of fans upon his arrival back in Brazil, and once again, chants were aimed at him, but this time, he was bombarded with words of affection and encouragement.

Racism. OH do I ever not like that word. It brings a bad taste to my mouth just thinking upon this word…


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… How sad a world we live in, when people, as in human beings, look down upon a like human being all because of color, race, or religion. How pathetic. When will people just stop thinking others are beneath them? I won’t hold my breath on that.

As I was growing up, I remember looking at adults when they had this certain “tone” in their voices when they spoke about people of different religion or color. I didn’t understand. What was real evident was the “nasty” in the tones of their voices, and the frowns of disapproval on their faces. Why, I asked, do others think like this when we are all equal?

I dared not speak up about how I felt, because every time I did, I would be punished. That is where honesty got me back in my tender years, but now that I am fully grown and then some, no one is going to stop me from speaking my mind. Prejudice in any form is wrong. And it is something I refuse to partake in, even if that means I am shunned. And shunned I have been many times, for I learned to dig deep for courage within myself to say how wrong racism is.

I went through a period of my life I was acutely ashamed of being white because of what I saw others do to people of “color”. I didn’t want to belong to a class of people who looked down upon others, hurt others, and mocked others all because of skin color. What makes someone born white superior to that of another born with color? I have asked that question all my life, and in all seriousness, has got me nowhere.

When in high school, I attended a private school that was an “all white school”. During my Junior year, a black boy began to attend this school, and I was shocked how he was made fun of and ousted. I befriended this boy because I knew what it felt like to be different. I may have white skin, but because of my honesty and how I look at life, people tend to be very uncomfortable around me.

So this boy and I were buddies. We were each others’ allies. And then, just to fit in with the rest of the crowd, he too began to make fun of me. I pretended it didn’t bother me, and I pretended it didn’t hurt, but it did.

Let me just say, that this species called the human race has a long way before they understand what it means, “Love thy neighbor like yourself”. Those who participate in racial slurs, do not even know how to love themselves, so loving another is just not possible. When one truly loves him or her self, racism is not even a part of that person’s life. For in loving oneself, one learns that all of humanity is the same, just in different skins, that is all.

In my little corner of the world, I walk love. I have all my life, and I am not about to change that no matter the peer pressure. I do not engage in gossip, and I do not look down upon others of “lesser” value then I. I do not judge. I am only just one person out of 7 billion, yet if more of us would stop acting like he or she is superior in any way, this world would be a beautiful place to live.


At the Heart of Racism ——— Racism isn’t something one can legislate against. It isn’t healed by enacting a 200-page piece of legislation, however much it may ease tensions on the surface of society…


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… Racism in the United States has become a political issue, especially with its current President, who is of a mixed Caucasian/African-American descent. He is constantly playing the “race card” in order to get things done his way or to cast disparagement on an opponent. This is a matter of public record.

Thanks to the work and sacrifice of Rosa Parks, Martin Luther King and many others, the Civil Rights Act (CRA) was passed in 1964. This resulted in

1) Barring unequal application of voter registration requirements. However, it didn’t eliminate the idea of the concept of “voter qualifications.” In other words, “it accepted the idea that citizens do not have an automatic right to vote but rather might have to meet some standard beyond citizenship,” according to a statement in Wikipedia.

This means rigorous standards beyond citizenship could be construed against the blacks.

The act also did not “address economic retaliation, police repression, or physical violence against nonwhite voters.” It wasn’t until a year later, when the Voting Rights Act was passed, that directly tackled and eliminated most of these extra-citizenship voting requirements.

Yet, racism lived on, especially in the southern parts of the nation.

2) The CRA also outlawed “discrimination based on race, color, religion or national origin in hotels, motels, restaurants, theaters, and all other public accommodations engaged in interstate commerce.” However, it exempted private clubs without defining the term “private.”

This resulted in a multitude of “private” clubs opening up or changing their status to “private.” You can’t defeat racism by legislative edict.

There were many other provisions in the Act which I won’t go into here.

As to the soccer situation in Peru, it’s shameful, as it is anywhere racism exists.

Admittedly, in the U.S., with the rise of new generations, racism has pretty much taken a back seat, except in the minds of our politicians, who use it to divide the people, to separate them into more controllable constituencies.

While a politician can’t make everyone happy by any one thing he says, if he cuts the populous into smaller groups, it becomes much easier to sway large groups of people in his direction. Unfortunately, this results in a lot of one-issue voters, who either do not know or do not care what the politician stands for on other issues.

As a result, we have a lot of narcissistic politicians, who care nothing for those who elected them, but only what they can get out of their tenure as elected officials. This includes politicians at all levels of elected government, from the city council to the President of the United States, and not just the current President.

I think it’s rather ironic that the great Martin Luther King fought so hard for racial equality, that a member of his race, or at least a half-member, should use the race card against all those who oppose anything he says. You just can’t legislate away racism, even at the highest offices. No, you cannot legislate racism out of person’s heart.

I’m glad Tinga received a warm welcome when he got home to Brazil.

Cris Coleman COLUMNIST

Daylight Saving Time is almost over in Brazil: Are you happy? Sad? Furious, maybe?

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If you live in Brazil, by the time you wake up next Sunday morning, daylight saving time will be over. For those who hate it, life will be much better since they will get an extra hour of sleep, but if you’re among those who love to enjoy the sun after work and maybe have a bear or go to the park, don’t worry! October is just around the corner. Either way, DST has been around for a long time, and there are no signs the Brazilian government, or any other government for that matter, has any intention of scrapping it. So, ladies and gentlemen, don’t forget to turn your watches and clocks back an hour before going to bed on Saturday.

O horário de verão está quase no fim no Brasil: Você está feliz? Triste? Furioso, talvez?

Se você mora no Brasil, na hora em que você acordar no próximo domingo o horário de verão terá acabado. Para aqueles que o odeiam, a vida vai ficar muito melhor porque terão uma hora a mais de sono, mas se você está entre aqueles que adoram aproveitar o sol depois do trabalho e talvez tomar uma cerveja ou ir ao parque, não se preocupe! Outubro está logo ali. Seja como for, o horário de verão já existe há muito tempo e não há nenhum sinal de que o governo brasileiro, ou qualquer outro governo,  acabará com ele. Então, senhoras e senhores, não se esqueçam de atrasar seus relógios em uma hora antes de ir dormir no sábado.

Police Brutality in Reverse ——— I clicked on your video, and even though I do not understand a word of Portuguese, I saw enough in one minute eleven seconds to get the general drift of where this was going…

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Comic sketch by controversial comedy troupe Porta dos Fundos raises the ire of Rio’s military police, and up-and-coming Brazilian comedian Fabio Porchat gets online threats

… In America, they have made a lot of movies about cops—some serious and some humorous, like the “Police Academy” franchise that had at least five go-rounds. Even then, the cops won in the end, even though at times appearing like buffoons.

I might have watched the video longer, but it didn’t seem to be getting any more encouraging.

I get the comedy aspect of it—the role reversal—but perhaps something was lost in my not understanding the language. Even so, I didn’t feel the video was humorous, perhaps because I have a different view of cops than your comedian does.

In America, the current President is militarizing our local law enforcement, resulting in not only police brutality, but people being killed over minor issues.

Some police are going berserk with tasers, not only resulting in personal injury, but have caused people to go into cardiac arrest, even death. Other police have tasered people in wheelchairs a blind person, of all people, “mistakingly” thinking his white cane was a samurai sword!

I can fully understand why your military police would be upset. Even in the five “Police Academy” movies, the cops were not treated with such disdain as in this video. While I do not approve of police brutality in any form, I also do not approve of police being brutalized in such a fashion.

This can only result in worsening whatever conditions exist, if any, with your military police.

A free nation depends, in large part, upon those who are called to enforce the law. If there is any threat to the enforcement of that law, that law will only get worse.

On the other hand, if the law gets out of hand, as it has in many instances in America, then that is another problem entirely.

The one thing that isn’t needed, in my opinion, is a threat, real or imagined, to the policing force of a nation. That can only result in problems the citizens of any nation will likely not want to face.

Cris Coleman COLUMNIST

Men in skirts in the workplace: What if it catches on?

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Skirt                               André Amaral  

Yes, it’s hot. It’s burning hot in Brazil. In Rio temperatures can get as high as 105. Sometime ago, there was a huge push online to get bosses to let employees go to work in Bermuda shorts, and many got the message and loosened the rules, but Andre’s boss was not among them. Deeply disappointed, the 41-year-old, who works in downtown Rio in a building with no air-conditioning, resorted to something most men in this country would never even think about: he showed up at work in a skirt. A rather confused doorman didn’t know how to handle the situation, and after some back-and-forth, Andre was eventually let into the building. Hey, ladies, you’ve got company.

Homem de saia no local de trabalho: e se a moda pega?

Sim, está calor. Está fervendo no Brasil. No Rio as temperaturas podem chegar a 41 graus. Há algum tempo houve uma campanha na internet para convencer chefes a permitir que seus funcionários fossem trabalhar de bermuda, e muitos deles entenderam o recado e afrouxaram as regras, mas o chefe do André não estava entre eles. Profundamente frustrado, André, 41, que trabalha no centro do Rio num prédio sem ar-condicionado, apelou para uma saída que nunca passaria pela cabeça da maioria dos homens neste país: ele apareceu no trabalho de saia. O porteiro, totalmente confuso, não sabia como lidar com a situação e depois de um vai e vem, finalmente permitiu que André entrasse no prédio. Ei, mulherada, vocês têm companhia.

Curitiba, Brazil: Meet Oilman – an urban legend that’s actually true

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It is winter. It is getting dark. It is 32 degrees, and you come across a 6-foot-2 man, hair in a ponytail, only in sneakers and a speedo, and slathered with oil from head to toe.  There’s no need to panic, especially if you’re in Curitiba, a beautiful city in southern Brazil, where Oilman lives. For more than 15 years, he’s been roaming the streets on his bike, and after making an appearance on Brazil’s top-rated talk show, he got known all over this country. He’s become such a regular feature that now he only turns heads when he’s fully dressed, which is rare – at least in public. And don’t waste your time trying to understand why he does that. Nobody knows. There goes Oilman, the urban legend that’s actually true.

Curitiba, Brasil: Conheça o Oilman – uma lenda que na verdade existe

É inverno. Está escurecendo. Está zero grau e você se depara com um homem de um metro e noventa, de rabo de cavalo, só de tênis e sunga e com o corpo lambuzado de óleo dos pés à cabeça. Não se desespere, especialmente se você estiver em Curitiba, uma bela cidade no sul do Brasil, onde o Oilman mora. Por mais de quinze anos, ele tem vagado pelas ruas em sua bicicleta e depois de aparecer no programa de entrevistas mais popular do Brasil, ele tornou-se conhecido por todo o pais. Ele é uma figurinha tão carimbada que só chama a atenção quando está totalmente vestido, o que é raro, pelo menos em público. E não perca seu tempo tentando entender por que ele faz isso. Ninguém sabe. Lá vai o Oilman, uma lenda que na verdade existe.


Kombi: Brazil’s Workhorse Retires

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The VW bus was first assembled in Brazil 56 years ago – and 1.5 million units later, it’s time to say goodbye. Though ubiquitous in this country, they’re no longer as relevant to the Brazilian economy as they once were. There was a time, not long ago, when they served every purpose known to man: from hauling cargo, to taking kids to school, to delivering the mail, but as competition intensifies and laws get tougher – they’re fast being replaced by more modern, safer options. December 31st marks the end of production, but they’ll certainly be seen on the streets of this South American giant for many years to come.

WHAT WILL TEENAGERS HAVE ADVENTURES IN? (feedback by Noelle Vignola to The Talking Violin on the VW bus)

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I’m really sad to see the VW bus retire. So many of us have the best memories parked and camping on beaches all across the US in those vans. Many of the cars we took off for the wilds in are gone. I don’t see much replacing them. I wonder if the days of outside adventures are gone for endless texting and computers. That actually makes me feel old. Not because I don’t dig computers, but because everyone should know what it feels like to camp under the stars in a van with all your best friends, piled in, in sleeping bags.

Sochi’s Olympic Dream Is Over: Brazilian Skier Lais Souza Seriously Hurt in US Practice

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She was twice at the Summer Olympics as a gymnast, but then she decided to give freestyle skiing a try, and it worked so well that she was about to secure a spot for the Winter Olympics in Russia. But on Monday, January 27th, her dreams were shattered when she got injured in practice. Now the focus has changed to her recovery from back surgery, which took place right after the accident, and doctors have yet to release information on the skier’s condition. Her family back home in Brazil is awfully worried, and the athlete’s mother is on her way to Salt Lake City to help this young woman overcome what is certainly the most difficult time of her life.

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Chaos at the mall: Baffled authorities and store owners in Brazil struggle to find ways to deal with a new phenomenon – ROLEZINHO – and what does Facebook have to do with that?

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It is scorching hot in the southern hemisphere. Schoolkids are on vacation, and beaches all over this country are teeming with people who leave big cities to enjoy summer on the coast. What if you’re a teenager and your family can’t afford a trip anywhere outside one of the largest megalopolises on the planet? Well, you can always hang out at the mall. It’s safe, fun and air-conditioned. Hey, wait a minute, if you invite a few friends, it can get even better, and what better place to turn to than Facebook. After all, that’s where most of your friends are. Yes, you guessed it, the invitations multiplied – and there you are, 6 thousand kids showed up at the mall to socialize with their peers. Things, of course, got out of control. The police were called and chased the huge crowd away with the help of tear gas, rubber bullets and batons. Since then, more flash mobs have taken place in Sao Paulo and Rio, where mall owners have beefed up security, and gone to court to try to stop the huge gatherings from taking place. We may not have seen the end of it, though, at least not until the beginning of school in February. 

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Claudia and Marcelo Repetto: Life Triumphs Over Tragedy

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These pictures show a proud daddy, a happy mom, and their triplets. They, however, don’t tell the entire story. Back in 2010, this couple decided to spend New Year’s Eve in one of the most exclusive places along the Brazilian coast. Just after midnight, on January 1st, the hotel chosen for the celebration was swallowed by a huge landslide. Miraculously, both husband and wife were rescued alive from under tons and tons of mud, but their two daughters were not as lucky and lost their lives. Despite it all, they slowly got back on their feet, and after undergoing treatment, Claudia, at 46, got pregnant for the third time. Last December, three healthy babies were born, bringing many in this country to tears, but this time – tears of joy.

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Rio: Ipanema Beach Protest Against Topless Ban

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Only five brave women showed up on the famous Ipanema beach in Rio to protest against an archaic law that forbids topless along the sunny, picture-perfect Brazilian seashore. What was supposed to have been a huge demonstration, turned out to be more like a press conference, with hundreds of photographers, reporters and onlookers surrounding the women, who didn’t get intimidated and went topless, making headlines far beyond their native country. Under the law, violators should be slapped with a jail term of up to a year, but what actually happens is rather awkward and may go like this: “Excuse, ma’am, could you put you top back on? Or I’ll have to take you down to the police station.” 

Gisele Bundchen: The Juggling Act of a Supermodel Mom

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When you’re the most successful supermodel ever and you don’t hold back on your opinions, it’s no surprise whatever you make public will trigger all sorts of reactions from people, and the headlines will follow. While having her hair, makeup and nails done, Gisele nurses her daughter. At least, that’s what the picture shows, but when she posted it on Instagram, bam, all hell broke loose! After getting viciously attacked by some angry moms, she was then showered with praise and encouragement by many others. This is not the first time, though, the 33-year-old stirs controversy, and it might not be the last.

Gisele Bundchen (breastfeeding controversy): Feedback by Noelle Vignola on The Talking Violin

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I just don’t get it. We all love babies. We all love breasts. It’s okay seeing a baby fed, it’s okay seeing just a breast, but put the two together and suddenly it’s disturbing? Children dying in Africa from starvation and malnutrition is disturbing. Sometimes I think we are completely lacking in awareness or even more, what words actually mean. I read a quote today by Osho on my Facebook page: “The greatest fear in the world is of the opinions of others, and the moment you are unafraid of the crowd, you are no longer a sheep, you become a lion. A great roar arises in your heart, the roar of freedom.” Seems to me Gisele is a beautiful lion…

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Year-End Post Special: Twenty Things We Learned Blogging This Year

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The Paperbook Blog

The Talking Violin

A Holistic Journey 

The Eye-Dancers 

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 2013 – Brasil – Brazil – Copa do Mundo – English – Esporte – Futebal – Inglês –News – Notícias – Olympics – Rio – Sao Paulo – Soccer – Sports – World Cup – Storytelling

 The Paperbook Blog

You learn more from blogging than you do from university. Hands down. Had someone told me that before I started my degree I would be a lot further along in life, with a lot less debt. Don’t study kids, just blog.

The Talking Violin

I’ve learned how hard it is to migrate from the comfortable, passive position of one who only consumes information to the excruciating, rewarding place of those who create something.

A Holistic Journey

The possibilities out here are limitless: for inspiration, influence, growth, enlightenment, information, connection – both to receive and give.

The Eye-Dancers

Before beginning a blog, there is a fundamental question to be answered: Why am I doing this? Ultimately, I decided to just be myself. To write about the things that mattered to me, convictions tucked away in a special place of my heart.