segunda-feira, 10 de julho de 2017

Playlist of July 6, 2017

Brazilliance, with Dário Borim
Playlist of July 6, 2017

Caetano Veloso: “Samba de Verão”
Joel Nascimento: “Saveiros”
Lenine: “Sonhei”
Dani Gurgel: “Dá Pa Virada”
Joel Nascimento: “Até Pensei”
Lenine: “Escrúpulo”
Dani Gurgel: “Sem Morada”
Joel Nascimento: “Três Estrelinhas”
Lenine: “Continuação”
Dani Gurgel: “Tambor Guia”
Tom McDermott: “The Chrysanthemum”

Carminho: “Lágrimas do Céu”
Sá Grama: “Regia”
Tom McDermott: “Heliotrope”
Carminho: “As Pedras da Minha Rua”
Sá Grama: “Eh Luanda”
Carminha: “Saudades do Brasil em Portugal”
Sá Grama: “Sertão e Mar”
Tom McDermott: “Sweetheart of Mine”
Marisa Monte: “Pelo Tempo que Durar”
Richard Boukas and Mark Weinstein: “Song # 2, Maxixe”
Marisa Monte: “Meu Canário”
Vinícius Canturária: “Quase Choro”

Marisa Monte: “Para Mais Ninguém”
Vinícius Cantuária: “Cubanos Postiços”
Richard Boukas and Mark Weinstein: “Song # 30, Choro”
Boy Ge Mendes: “Qui Temporal”
Vinícius Cantuária: “Look the Sky”
Mário Sève and Daniela Spielmann: “Vou-me Embora pra Roça”
Boy Ge Mendes: “Noite de Morabela”
Bebel Gilberto: “Aganju”
Mário Sève and Daniela Spielmann: “Saxophone, Por Que Choras?”
Boy Ge Mendes: “Deolinda”
As Bahianas e a Cozinha Mineira: “Comida Forte”
Bebel Gilberto: “Baby”
Mestre Ambrósio: “Vida”
As Bahianas e a Cozinha Mineira: “Mãe Meninha do Gantois”

Karina Buhr: “Tum, Tum, Tum”

Brazilliance Playlist of June 22, 2017 (Last on FM)

Brazilliance, with Dário Borim
Playlist of June 22, 2017

Nó em Pingo D’Água: “Assanhado”
Adriana Calcanhotto and Dorival Caymmi: “Quem Vem para Beira do Mar”
Céu: “Perfume do Invisível”
Nó em Pingo D’Água: “Salvador”
Céu: “Amor Pixelado”
João Bosco: “Jade”
Ulisses Rocha: “Frevo”
Milton Nascimento: “Overture/Txai”
Uakti: “Tiquiê River/Japura River”
Milton Nascimento: “Bau Metoro/Coisas da Vida”
Monica Salmaso: “Dançapé”
Caetano Veloso: “Trilhos Urbanos”
Monica Salmaso: “A Violeira”

DJ’s Speech
Uakti: “Purus River”
Secos e Molhados: “O Patrão Nosso de Cada Dia”
Secos e Molhados: “Primavera nos Dentes”
Gilberto Gil, Caetano Veloso and João Gilberto: “Aquarela do Brasil”
Rosa Passos: “Feitiço da Vila”
Luiz Melodia: “A Voz do Morro”

João Gilberto: “Wave”
Caetano Veloso: “Não Enche”
Beatriz Azevedo: “O Circo”
Rosa Passos: “Salada Tropical”
Beatriz Azevedo: “Alegria”
Os Mutantes: “Baby”
Beatriz Azevedo: “Sem Fronteiras”
Os Mutantes: “El Justiciero”
Os Mutantes: “Adeus, Maria Fulô”

Celso Fonseca: “Alma de Pierrô”

terça-feira, 27 de junho de 2017

WUMD 89.3 FM Shut-Down: Time to Refuse, Rethink and Rebuild

WUMD 89.3 FM Shut-Down: 
Time to Refuse, Rethink & Rebuild

On WUMD 89.3 FM last hours, today, June 26, 2017, its wonderful people showed passion for music and radio, classy acceptance of a bad deed for the South Coast community, and inspiring compassion for each other in times of mourning the gag on FM airwaves! The poster above, hanging on a WUMD Studio A wall, caught my attention: it says it all.

WE REFUSE the sale/donation, especially the unethical, undisclosed, and undemocratic process by which the deal was signed, since no prior information was revealed and no discussion or voting ever happened about the deal, among us all, professors, staff, students, and WUMD members.

WE RETHINK the way WUMD can help more people listen to on-line radio.

WE REBUILD our trust in a better future other than this hovering frustration and sadness over the death of our 89.3 FM. The smiles and joy today at the studio were not for the deal or the future! We celebrated our history and our 42 years alliance of love and talent and goosebumps with the South Coast community.

When about ten minutes of broadcasting remained, silence and sorrow overcame us. They lingered within us. When the General Manager spoke to our audience, and soon followed the protocol of shutting the station off, I saw no one not crying. Let that be a statement for the UMass Dartmouth to remember. Our listeners, in turn, will remember for a long time when the radio died for them.

quarta-feira, 21 de junho de 2017

Brazilliance: Personal, Global and Local Community Links

Brazilliance: Personal, Global and Local Community Links
(A Speech for Viva Portugal Day* in New Bedford, MA, USA)
Dário Borim Jr.

A Personal Snapshot
On air for fifteen and a half years, Brazilliance has always meant that a colossal personal dream of mine has come to fruition. For me, a Brazilian literature professor and author from the state of Minas Gerais, Brazil, sharing my passion for music through radio is like playing my favorite tunes to a gathering of friends in my very home. It is much more than that, of course, since there are no walls to radio’s endless living-room of communities. From the very beginning, Brazilliance has been a radio show dedicated to the Luso-Afro-Brazilian music and culture. On December 4, 2001, it started out as a morning show on WSMU, 91.1 FM, which, a few years later, turned into WUMD, 89.3 FM, when Brazilliance had already moved to Thursdays, 3:00-6:00PM. The first song I ever played on my own radio show brought one single bulky tear to my face, while I temporarily struggled with a gag in my throat. The tune was “Lua, Lua, Lua, Lua”, from the 1975 CD Jóia,  by Caetano Veloso. The lyrics are short, challenging to translate, and a bit enigmatic, but totally worth remembering:

Lua, lua, lua, lua 
// Moon, moon, moon, moon
Por um momento meu canto 
// For a moment my song
Contigo compactuar 
// Strikes up a pact with you
E mesmo o vento canta-se 
// And even the wind plays itself out
Compacto no tempo 
// Compressed in time
// It breaks
Branca, branca, branca, branca 
// White, white, white, white
A minha, nossa voz atua sendo silêncio 
// My voice, our voice, acts in silence
Meu canto não tem nada a ver 
// My song has nothing to do
Com a lua
// With the moon

(Veloso’s performance and his poem are available at

Global Links
I believe it was some eight or nine years ago that I heard that WUMD 89.3 FM had started broadcasting our shows live, on-line. It meant the world to me.
Soon people who had been listening to us through the web started writing to me. I had realized much earlier that the world of music was indeed fascinating for many reasons, but now I knew musicians depended on and loved building bridges, connecting one another and linking concert producers, studio managers, media folks, you name it.

There was a time when the University of Massachusetts Dartmouth’s Center for Portuguese Studies and Culture had a much larger operational budget. Within a decade, Brazilliance helped me connect with and invite to perform on campus a plethora of musicians from Brazil, Canada, Cape Verde, France, Israel, Mozambique and Portugal, all of them somehow developing their art under the influence of Lusophone music and culture. To cite a few, we had São Paulo renowned pianist Maria José Carrasqueira, Cape-Verdean American jazz vocalist Candida Rose, Mozambican-Canadian pianist Matsinhe, French flutist and musicologist Odette Ernest Dias, Tel Aviv-based Trio Tucan, award-winning Mozambican singer-songwriter Stewart Sukuma, and Portuguese-American brass-band leader Miguel Muniz and his electrifying and multi-cultured Farra Fanfarra, centered in Lisbon. In a nutshell, very few moments in my life have brought me the same magnitude of joy that emanates from my playing music and sharing it with listeners in the South Coast or in various corners of the US and multiple parts of the world – many of them my friends, or soon to be my friends.

A long string of stories have unwound throughout the last one and a half decades. It is actually curious how Brazilliance has had a role in international romantic relationships. The first friend I ever made in the South Coast became the greatest spokesperson and public relations for the show. Now retired, philosophy professor Rick Hogan once printed 1,000 business cards featuring Brazilliance information, so that whenever and wherever he traveled around the world – and he did much of it – he would promote the show at bars, hotels, or street events. It was, in a way, his gift back to me, since Brazilliance had numberless times helped him have a “date” with his Valencian girlfriend, Blanca Rodrigues. When she was in Spain and he in Fairhaven, they would enjoy Brazilliance together, one on FM, the other on the web. Rick and Blanca would ask me to dedicate songs to each other, thus helping them feel a bit closer through Lusophone music.

Community Links
The word community may relate to a wide variety of concepts tied to the gathering of people connected by their faith, fate, common interests or other attributes. As far as Brazilliance is concerned, “community” now is not a global construct, as it was in the previous section of this talk. It applies, instead, to different groups of people on and around UMass Dartmouth campus. My radio show has brought into the studio and onto the airwaves not only local musicians, such as mandolin player Marilynn Mair or classical guitarist Antonio Massa Viana, but also my own students, or College Now students, or cultural agents, such as Tagus Press director, Prof. Christopher Larkosh, other professors, and journalists.

I continue to have the opportunity to present thematically-oriented shows. Celebrating Women’s History Month, for instance, I once did a double show, that is, a six-hour long program, on Brazilian women singers and songwriters whose name initials covered the entire alphabet. Another show featured music by Lusophone expatriates around the globe. A third example was a mix of lecture and songs based on literary works that evoke music as a fictional theme. Beyond that, I suspect that the longest radio production ever made in the United States on one single Lusophone musician was mine. In 2003, a Brazilliance special edition on Veloso’s life and cultural legacy ran on air for five weeks. It was 13 and a half hours long.

For me, some of the most enjoyable special editions have been those in connection with my scholarship and my teaching, like the on Veloso -- that Bahian pop-star, a seminal vanguard singer-songwriter and a highly respected intellectual. As a scholar I have developed a line of research that intertwines literature and music through various lenses of the cultural studies perspectives, including gender studies. The very first literature class I ever thought, back at the University of Minnesota in 1994, was an advanced undergraduate course on Veloso’s poetic music and its dialogs with the literature written in roughly the same time-frame, the 1960s, 70s, and 80s (Clarice Lispector, Guimarães Rosa, and João Cabral de Melo Neto, for example).

I am also honored that a good number of my undergraduate and graduate students have produced or co-produced and presented with me live shows of their own. More recently, a current UMass Dartmouth graduate student, Fausta Boscacci, prepared and presented an entire show on that Bahian bard. In addition, not too long ago, another graduate student, Marina Bertollini, developed and broadcast with me a full three-hour program on Rio Grande do Sul singer Elis Regina.

No show, however good, could conceivably go on forever, said an unsettled American writer by the name of H. L. Mencken. That’s why we must be concerned with every opportunity at hand and with the legacy we leave behind, either for future generations or for those who could have but actually did not enjoy radio productions that may disappear, like Brazilliance.

On the dark side of this scenario, there looms the possible demise of WUMD as a radio station. UMass Dartmouth top administration has signed a deal with Rhode Island Public Radio which would silence our FM broadcasting forever. Brazilliance and WUMD at large would be reduced to on-line streaming only! How pathetic, if no more than 6% of the US population presently listens to Internet radio! Many of us know that our station is a Commonwealth asset of the sort that cannot be sold to a different state without proper state approval. In the meantime, the Federal Commission on Communications is examining that so-called “sale” of WUMD’s 89.3 FM license, a deal packaged as “donation” in exchange for 1,5 million dollars, broken peanuts in the large scope of the university’s budget.

On the bright side, the acclaimed Pacifica Radio has expressed serious interest in syndicating my show and sharing it nationwide. There is more: one of my beginning Portuguese language students asked me, last semester, to tutor him into the magic of radio production and broadcasting. His name is Michael Benjamin, a Portuguese-American millennial. He and I are delighted that, now, he himself has his own show on WUMD. It is called Wild World. It runs on Wednesdays 3:00-6:00PM. I am very glad to add that Mike also plays a great number of Lusophone music. On yet another bright side, librarian Sonia Pacheco tells me that Claire T. Carney University Library is willing to archive and make available on-line, for all interested, a great number of past and future Brazilliance shows.

There is a great deal of sadness in me and in many other souls out there these days, when each of us, staff and listeners alike, thinks of WUMD 89.3 FM. The muzzle or the murder, whatever metaphor we choose, will not stop us from reaching out to and sharing our passion for music and culture with our personal, global and local communities, no matter what medium we must use. We at the station are disgusted and stunned, but also proud and resilient.

*This speech has not been publicly delivered due to a scheduling conflict. In the meantime, the sale of WUMD to RIPR has been approved by the FCC (Federal Commission on Communications). On June 26, 2017, our FM radio station will pass away as such. It is time to mourn its death, but it is also time to celebrate its history of long lasting impact and achievements. We will continue to do our best while wearing another hat: WUMD.ROCKS, our new name and website already available at

sexta-feira, 10 de março de 2017

Soccer Woes and Cheers

Soccer Woes and Cheers
Dário Borim Jr

I love soccer. What’s the big deal? I know so many people do too, around the world, but I need to say it again, because the occasion calls for it. I will mention the final score, so do not read these notes, in case you have recorded and not seen yet the European Champions League match this afternoon between the giants Barcelona and Paris Saint-Germain, in Spain. It seems that after Brazil’s surreal 1 x 7 loss to Germany in the World Cup, in Belo Horizonte, nearly three years ago, huge defeats or huge wins are no longer that big of a deal. Soccer lovers still love picking on friends, though, when some shameful performances stain the image of their teams. It is true that Brazilians have experienced a bit of a revenge by grabbing the unprecedented Gold Medal while defeating the Germans in the last Olympics, in Rio.
Nonetheless, we remain the targets of some mockeries here and there. A few weeks ago, a fellow soccer-loving professor at UMass Dartmouth felt like mocking me. This time it was not a loss by Brazil. Brazil has actually bounced back and presently stands number one on the FIFA’s list of best national teams in the world. We are basically the first and only nation technically on the brink of qualifying for the 2018 World Cup, to take place in Russia.
This time my colleague assumed that my European team was Barcelona, so he was up to a laughter on my account, because the Catalan team propelled by the magical offense trio from the Southern Cone of South America (Argentinean Messi, Brazilian Neymar, and Uruguayan Suárez) had surprisingly lost by 0 x 4 to Paris Saint-Germain, in France. Laughing, he asked me if I was upset. I asked why. He answered with a question: “Aren’t you a Barcelona fan?” I said no. He insisted, “don’t you root for Neymar? What is your team in Europe?” I replied that many European teams have one to five Brazilian players, and that I had no reason to root for Neymar in particular or any European team, since I have my own team in Brazil, Atlético Mineiro, aka Galo, and feel no affection or personal attachment to any European squad.
Honestly, if I root at all, I prefer wishing the best to the underdogs, not the powerhouses like Barcelona, Bayern Munich, Chelsea or Real Madrid. Indeed, my usual non-alliance frees me to enjoy soccer as art, for art’s sake. I do not suffer anxieties watching those games, unlike the way I root for my squad from Belo Horizonte.
I asked my friend, who is a native from Jamaica, what his favorite team was. He told me it was Arsenal, one of the most successful teams in the United Kingdom. In that European tournament, teams play once home and once away. The combination of both scores determines who advances to the next playoff phase and who falls through the cracks.
Well, well: the world of soccer has its myriad ironies, sometimes, multiples “revenges” after one single loss. This time around, there were three “soft revenges” to my friend’s mockery. Yes, soft, because my team and my loyalty were not the target, even though my colleague had poked me, as if he had something to bug me for. Just a couple of days after that short chat, my colleague’s team lost to Bayern Munich by 1 x 5 in Germany, the same difference of goals between Barcelona and Paris Saint-Germain.

I would have joked about it, had I seen my colleague after that game. In fact, I have not seen him yet. It will be a cheerful occasion for me, because, if Arsenal already lost “big” in that first game, it also lost the second match, by the same shameful score, just a bit worse: at home, in front of its own fans. Now, to round this up, “my” European team executed a sort of miracle: Barcelona demolished Paris Saint-Germain, 6 x 1, in Spain. I know, I know: it’s just a game! But how fun it is to come around after an unforgettable debacle. Brazil’s national team reawakening did not solve the country’s real problems, and there was no panacea this afternoon in Barcelona, but life does go on now a bit brighter and pleasantly more cheerful.

sexta-feira, 3 de junho de 2016



Desde pequeno tenho sido uma pessoa extrovertida. Para mim, compartilhar é um imperativo. É como respirar. Por isso sou tradutor, e foi uma tremenda honra passar para o inglês o livro Um homem iluminado, a biografia de Tom Jobim escrita por sua irmã, Helena Jobim, e publicá-lo aqui nos Estados Unidos. Por querer compartir ao máximo que posso, escrevo crônicas que ocasionalmente saem no jornal A Voz da Cidade, de Paraguaçu, em meu blog Ponteio Cultural, e em livros, jornais e revistas editados no Rio de Janeiro, Miami, e Fall River, Massachusetts. Pela mesma razão, fiz-me professor universitário, com artigos publicados na Bélgica, França, Inglaterra, Peru e Taiwan, entre outros países, e também adoro dar palestras dentro e fora do mundo acadêmico. Pelo mesmo ímpeto, sou DJ voluntário de uma estação de radio FM há quinze anos, junto à Universidade de Massachusetts Dartnmouth, onde leciono literatura brasileira desde o ano de 2000. Meu prazer é enorme e intraduzível em palavras, ao selecionar e tocar canções para ouvintes espalhados pelo mundo afora, via internet, como se amigos meus estivessem em minha casa e eu os recebesse aos sons de uma MPB, um fado, ou uma coladeira.
Tenho praticado outras formas de expressão. Recentemente, o Museu da Baleia de New Bedford deu-me a honra de montar uma exposição que reuniu, exclusivamente, 18 de minhas fotografias: Acquaviva: Águas e Humanos do Brasil e Portugal. São resultado de uma vida de viajante. A condição de estrangeiro nos Estados Unidos, cuja família brasileira permanence inteirinha no Brasil, me faz voltar frequentemente ao país natal. Por outro lado, enquanto professor universitário tenho tido a chance de visitar vários países para apresentar meus trabalhos acadêmicos. Nos últimos três anos, por exemplo, estive em nove países, alguns dos quais com enorme inspiração para uma alma fotográfica – entre eles, Egito, Escócia, Irlanda, Grécia, Marrocos, e Turquia.
De fato, minha atração pela criação e reprodução de imagens tem crescido gradativamente ao longo dos últimos oito anos, até quase chegar ao nível da obsessão. Assim me tornei um fotógrafo amador prolífico e incansável de todas as coisas, grandes ou pequenas, próximas ou a anos-luz de distância. Minhas lentes podem recair sobre uma cidade inteira, como a de Paraguaçu, vista da serra da Matinada, ou sobre os gigantes paredões da costa rochosa de Sagres, no extremo sul de Portugal. Minhas fotos também podem ser de pequeninos insetos, gotas d’água, ou de flocos de neve. Sem dúvida, porém, estes são meus temas favoritos: a lua, o pôr do sol, nuvens, árvores, flores, estradas e janelas. Acima de tudo, contemplo e retrato as águas, como as dos açudes, lagos, mangues, praias, rios e riachos. Particularmente, me fascinam as imagens abstratas, impressionistas, distorcidas, e mutantes refletidas na superfície ou ao fundo delas.

sábado, 2 de abril de 2016

O Grande Dia dos Coxinhas do PT nos EUA

O Grande Dia dos Coxinhas do PT nos EUA
Dário Borim Jr.
UMass Dartmouth

“Perfil ‘coxinha’ domina manifestações pró e anti-Dilma em São Paulo”. Essa é uma manchete da Folha de São Paulo de ontem, 1 de abril, 2016. Também ontem, no segundo dia do congresso internacional da BRASA, Brazilian Studies Association, sendo realizado na Universidade Brown, instituição da Rede de Elite (Ivy League) dos Estados Unidos (como a Harvard e a Yale), pude ver muitos coxinhas em ação política. 
Aliás, como eu mesmo, lá só havia ‘coxinha’ numa sessão plenária com algumas centenas de acadêmicos. Num embate bem mais quente que uma simples brasa, venceu a ala de opinião majoritária presente na hora da votação sobre uma declaração dita em defesa da democracia e do estado de direito. Inicialmente, lá não se encontrava nem um quarto dos associados da BRASA (quando teve início a sessão). Duas horas depois, na hora de apurar votos, não se encontrava mais ali nem a metade do público antes presente. 
Éramos todos coxinhas, sim, dentro dos dois critérios – escolaridade e vencimentos – que usa o texto daquela reportagem comentando uma pesquisa realizada pelo Datafolha. Na avenida Paulista, no dia 13, na maior manifestação a favor do impeachment, diz o Datafolha, “77% dos presentes tinham ensino superior. Proporção semelhante (73%) foi encontrada na praça da Sé na última quinta-feira (31), último ato em defesa da presidente”. No quesito salário, “se dá relação parecida. Na praça da Sé, entre manifestantes pró-Dilma, metade declarou ganhar de 5 a 50 salários mínimos mensais. O índice é o dobro do registrado entre a população paulistana e guarda mais semelhanças com o dos presentes ao ato anti-Dilma da avenida Paulista (61%)”. Este é o link:…/1756731-perfil-coxinha-domin… 
Reunidos na Brown, éramos todos doutores ou quase doutores de alguma ciência ou humanidades, com ou a caminho de salários bem avantajados, se comparados com o resto da população. Mas pela complexidade e profundidade do debate, não parecíamos não. Ao fim da sessão, onde se discutiram os problemas e potenciais dos estudos brasileiros nos EUA, um dos distintos coxinhas, um brasileiro como eu, apresentou um texto impresso em uma única página em defesa da democracia e do estado de direito. Houve muitos depoimentos, provavelmente um depoimento contra a adoção daquele documento a cada 10 vozes que tomavam o microfone apoiando a iniciativa. Mas pouco se discutiu sobre os problemas do Brasil e o que de fato está ocorrendo nesse período de crise econômica, institucional, legal, moral e policial. O documento apresentado, já circulando com algum alcance na internet, caiu de pára-quedas e convenceu a maioria que o aprovou erguendo os braços. 
Apesar das boas intenções (a defesa da democracia e do estado de direito), é lamentável se perceber o exagero da retórica e a manipulação dos fatos naquele texto sem autor explícito. Imaginem que o texto condena a atual hegemonia da mídia e a alienação que ela supostamente fomenta através da censura e da manipulação dos fatos como se esses abusos hoje fossem piores do que aqueles do período da mais recente e mais sangrenta ditadura militar brasileira. Por outro lado, nada se fala das ações anti-éticas do foro que veio acobertar o ex-presidente Lula da Silva em momento em que já era investigado pela Polícia Federal. 
Não se menciona o fato de que o aliado mais poderoso do ex-presidente, José Dirceu, esteve envolvido até o pescoço no maior escândalo da história política do Brasil até então, o dito Mensalão, quando parlamentares ganhavam salários mensais para aprovar medidas do governo federal, tudo sob as narinas do ex-presidente, que “não sabia” de nada. Até mesmo encarcerado o distinto punho-forte do ex-presidente não desistiu de suas negociações e enriquecimento fraudulento, atuando naquele que já se tornou o maior escândalo mundial em termos de roubo/suborno/corrupção entre políticos, as propinas da Petrobrás. No momento já se apuraram nos bancos suíços nada menos que 800 milhões de dólares desses furtos. Muito mais ainda vai ser descoberto, pelo ritmo das investigações.
Então ontem, dia da mentira no Brasil e aniversário do nefasto golpe militar de 1964, a assembléia da BRASA votou e aprovou uma declaração política cujo conteúdo não faz justiça ao nível dos trabalhos acadêmicos desenvolvidos pelos seus constituintes. Muito se falou naquela sessão sobre o dever que tem o intelectual de se posicionar publicamente sobre as crises. Houve de fato uma primeira votação que aprovou por vasta maioria, quase unanimidade, a moção para que a BRASA se manifestasse de algum modo sobre a crise brasileira. 
Infelizmente o que se fez foi uma pobre expressão de politicagem tendenciosa que ignora o que maioria dos brasileiros já vê, sem nenhum PhD: que o país está mal, muito mal, e só poderá encontrar uma saída, mesmo que penosa, através da justiça e da punição, doa a quem doer, onde ela couber pelos trâmites da lei, para todas as pessoas, sejam elas parlamentares ou apoiadores de centro, direita ou esquerda, ou nada disso, pois sabemos muito bem como dançam entre essas posições os nossos representantes e os outros tantos poderosos de nossa sociedade. Impeachment está na constituição, e deve ocorrer quando um Collor da vida ou outro bandido ou "presidenta" (sic!) for legitimamente condenado/a. Golpes, esperamos, nunca mais, nem aqueles de se virar ministro no cair da noite para se fugir da polícia. (Ver abaixo a declaração, na íntegra.)