Thursday, December 10, 2015

Shitty Life

Good morning, my blog. It has been a while I don't take time to write in here. It has been cold and wet for months down in the South of Brazil. It is December and this is Brazil. El niño La niña, whatever they call, it is affecting my mood profoundly. It is 10 degrees celsius. Is this normal in a tropical country? I can't stop drinking coffee. I cannot work properly. I cannot function. Meanwhile, another terrorist attack in France. What to say? There is terrorism in my country too. I miss having spare time to blog. Now I have so much to write about. Our lives are changing completely. As my country is going through its hardest time in the history of Brazilian Republic, I see socialists being in the power, taking over Brazil, and doing whatever they please in order to stay in the power. I see poverty increasing. There are more homeless and at the same time, refugees. This is crazy. We are a poor and dangerous country that lives a non-official guerrilla, or war, the battle agains drugs in major cities. Brazilians are victims of pick-pockets, burglers, and street robbers because all they want is small money to buy Crack and Cocaine. This is hell of a topic for a teacher's blog post. I am entitled by my constitution the right to express whatever I want and whatever I see happening and it should or must be reported and spread to many countries. Since losing the World Cup at home, Brazilians started being more critical and political on social media network. Dehmonstrations and protests have become stronger and super crowded. People went camping in front of the congress in our capital for many days so that our president Dilma Rousseff would get impeached. Not. Nothing happened. Breaking News: My life is about to change completely in a week. I am super and not afraid at all. I can't wait to have the changes done so that I can type here how things are going to work. As I am not sure how things are going to work, I must not let out details. Although, my experience and feelings tell me that hubby and I are taking the best choices. What I am allowed to say for sure is that Brazil is not being neglected. As nation, our country is disappointing us in a great deal. Therefore, we must stay and fight for a better place. Leftists have been in the power since 2002. Coincidently, hubby and I came back from USA to live in Brazil "for good" in the same year, 2002. In Brazil, we have become entrepreneurs and leftist governments are not entrepreneurship-friendly huahauhauahua. Thus, we are broke. We are hopeless. However, we are not going to give up. We have each other. We have one another. Demonstrations have popped up since 2013. We can't accept corrupted political leaders anymore. The Brazilian currency has fallen more than 30 per cent in a year. Interest rates are at 15 per cent, 9 percentage points of which are gobbled up by inflation. Unemployment is climbing. The economy is shrinking. And if that were not enough, Brazil is also suffering its biggest-ever corruption scandal. Petrobras, the state-owned energy company, admitted to losses of R$6bn ($1.6bn); the federal police puts the figure far higher. The affair has weakened an already indecisive president. Since her re-election last year, Dilma Rousseff has lost control of her government coalition and of much of her own Workers’ party. Her approval rating has sunk to 7 per cent — lower even than the 9 per cent rating of former president Fernando Collor de Mello just before he left office under duress in 1992. Ms Rousseff may yet face a similar fate; in a move that could presage impeachment, the federal budget watchdog , the TCU, rejected the government’s 2014 accounts. Brazilians are moving away. But we won't. Nevertheless, I am still interested in a job down in San Diego area. huhuahauahuahauahua

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