Author: suchasinistergame

axolori:

On the light of Marielle’s murder, I’d like to make it known that the situation in Brazil is worse than you might be aware of. It’s one of the most violent countries in america, if not the most. The crime rates here are unbelievable and organized crime basically runs the country. And we don’t even have to go to the cities you are most familiar with like Rio or São Paulo. Just my city, Fortaleza, had the homicide rates grow 96% just in the past year. There were people who were killed because they took pictures with the V sign, unaware that it was the symbol of a very powerful crime faction.

There are teenagers being recruited to join these factions, teenage girls dating adult crime masters and then being killed by opposing factions because they were the leader of the faction’s “Novinha”, people are afraid of going to parties or certain places because absolute massacres occurred there just less than 6 months ago. And if that doesn’t make you think “Wait, that’s terrorrism.” then you need to read that again.

The brazilian police is one of the police that kills the most in the world. Stop and Frisk isn’t a thing that happens only in the USA, and many black people in brazil are killed just because they “look suspicious”. By 2017 data, 12 women are killed and 135 raped in Brazil every day. The government barely does anything useful.

I could go on and on about Brazil’s distopian present but I suppose I’d spend all week here.

“But I’m not a Brazilian!” I hear you say, “There is nothing I can do to help!”. Yes there is. We and those from other countries stood with America protesting after you elected Trump, we shared every post about net neutrality, we did all we could in many situations. So please stand with us now.

Share this post or other posts letting people know about our situation, protest, send a box of poisonous snakes to the president’s house with “Fora Temer” written on it, anything would be appreciated. The U.S. managed to force Brazil into WWII and decades later into a dictatorship, England managed to make us end slavery (not because they were good people, but so they’d have a bigger buying market), Portugal literally explored us for centuries and even the Netherlands had a hand in our history, so please, I beg you, do not let us here to deal with our problems unnoticed again. I want to grow with my country, I had ancestors who were here before the portuguese, I had ancestors who came here running from their homes, my great grandmother ran away from portugal because of a dictatorship to seek acceptance in Brazil. Right now there are Venezuelans coming here for the same reason. I don’t want to be forced to move to another country because mine is too dangerous. No one should.

…carlos blinded by hair on his all white bed spreadeagle like a born again lustful jesusir he is a s ever a elegant and sweet bawd of romantic notion and thoughts too fast for the tongue raising precious stakes and splintering. we passed each other on the stairs in princelet street. he and a beautiful procession of k-fairies and laughter. me with a cigarette and a loopy qon had to carry her away some point this morning through the rain up brick lane over the railway bridge, stopping off in the park in spitalfields to sit on the swings and defend myself against accusations of social backwardness. what depths of trust are bailed. or seeing all them dancing in dodger morton’s old front room stretched out to conceal. accusative looks of spite and pity from the brigade. i knew the clatter door fucked, and no electricity. candles on the marble and we bathe each other in arcadias favourite bathroom and stretch out with whisky all clean and soft before the fire. No jagged edges there, none of the cut throat spine coiled terse london smile. only the rain on our naked shoulders as we peer out onto faded lit street in the heavenly dawn trailer. i love that place, just there. and all rest for herand i. until}awoken we were at 7 or so by the bawd’s bird falling down the spiral staircase back into unrest single matress on a double bed.

on your day soon when you sit and read through recent postings pigman – read this and weep for that ragged lad death on the stairs and looky for he…

ah well. in 2 days the libertines record their second single ‘up the bracket’/‘the boys in the band’ + one. all i can think of. i live 2 minutes away, there’s no lock on the door. why am I here then? you know why. it’s close enough, I’m obsessed to the point of needing to know everything. all of you. I’ll pretend to be you because you won’t log on. you never even used the internet until you knew you could press a button and see a picture of yourself, and now you’re even afeared to read ANYTHING that might interfere with the ‘peace’ you crave. For a peaceful man you are extremely volatile. In fact, your peace comes only after conflict, til it fades and needs re-touching with further conflict. Is that what you do – what I saw in London? it’s amazing. but are you going to do when everything comes out? When the kids hear ‘bucket shop’ and ‘music when the lights go out’ are they considered Libertines songs or not? There’s further questions that I shall ask elsewhere but for now – you’re not a bad sort.I quite love you.

Forum posting by Peter, 2002 (via quietnowherebesideyou)
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