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The Lonesome Praire
My name is Ian Sage, I was born sometime during the later half of the first decade of the worst century of all human history, in Brazil.
This website hosts everything that I want to share with the world. You may send me an e-mail if you wish to talk about whatever.
Sometimes I write my thoughts down, and then sometimes
I'll put these thoughts on my Webjournal. If that's nothing you care about,
then perhaps you'd wish to download some of the music I've been collecting, or
maybe check out my drawings.
My Webjournal
Reasons why I hate Brazil
May the 14th, 2025:
Let me be perfectly clear: I'm not talking about some gradual decline,
although one could make a case for the existence of such. When the portuguese
first stepped onto the land, the fate was sealed: Brazil was destined to become
a third-grade nation. This is due to many reasons, the most import being that
man simply cannot thrive in a tropical enviroment.
The People
The average brazilian is vulgar and stupid, and is constantly being brainwashed
by the state, from the first day of school until moments before their limp body
is put in a casket; they're programmed to react defensively to the most
trifling critique of the diseased landfill they were born in: speaking ill of
the country is the greatest social taboo. That's because the so-called
brazilian identity is a sham: so frail and artificial it has to be incessantly
drilled into the population for anyone to be able to feel the slightest
national pride.
Brazilian education
All schools, both public and private, teach the same propagandistic material
dictated by the state, and homeschooling. i.e. the normal way of educating
one's kids, is illegal. The television network watched by 99.5% of the
population is effectively funded by the state. That same network is also almost
wholly responsible for the cultural decay of country.
Bread and Circuses
A great amount of resources are spent yearly on popular entertainment to keep
the people busy; take the whole football hysteria, for example. This practice
seems to be so effective it even happens on the municipal level: often a mayor
will use city money to bring some famous pop singer into town, and it works
wonders.
Brazilian Language
Throughout the 20th and 21th century, a big effort was made to water down the
language as much as possible, to the extent that any book written more than 30
years ago already differs greatly semantically and gramatically (albeit mostly
semantically) from the current standard. Allegedly to facilitate
communication between all of Portugal's ex colonies, that meant making it
simple enough to the lowest common denominator, namely Angola or Cape Verde. I
don't know how the situation is in Portugal, so I can't comment on that.
My particular neck of the woods, plus something about the climate.
My city stinks; everywhere you go, there's always someone's rotten trash lying
on the sidewalk. In the summer, it's covered with cockroaches, roaches crawling
everywhere like something out of a horror movie; and the mosquitoes... Man, the
fucking mosquitoes! Don't get me started on the mosquitoes!!!
So you decide to drive to the outskirts to escape the festering miasma of
death covering the entire city, but there are no trees, only an infinite
grass field stretching as far as the eye can see. You get no
relief from the heat, and it smells even worse because of all the cow dung.
Then winter comes, and it will rain for a week or so (it hasn't rained during
the entire summer) and the temperature will even get lower, but that's it; once
the rain stops, the heat comes back, and it never leaves until it's winter
again. I'm starting to suspect the stupidity of the brazilian people is due to
excessive heat. Eistein famously once said that the brazilian climate makes it
very difficult for any intellectual work to take place.
Brazilian Freedom
- In Brazil, every male adult is forced to enlist in the military.
- In Brazil, it is illegal to homeschool one's kids.
- In Brazil, it is illegal for one to carry any cold weapons, or pepper spray and
much less firearms, despite crime running rampant in every major city in the
country (Sao Paulo and Rio de Janeiro are one of the most violent cities in the
world). In other words, as far as self-defense is concerned, you either become
a martial artist or pray your assailant has mercy on you.
- In Brazil, the process one must undergo to legally chop down a tree in one's
own property is so painful and bureaucratic as to border on the impossible,
and good luck escaping bankrupcy if someone finds out you fell a tree without a
permit.
- The above trend repeats itself in every legal process. Pray with all your
might that you may never need to rely on the state to solve any problems for
you, and be prepared to enter a bureaucratic labyrinth of complex laws and
regulations from which you may never escape if you do.
- Brazil has no freedom of speech. Plenty of people have gotten arrested for saying
the wrong things to the media or on the internet before.
- If you feel like riding your bike without a helmet on like in Easy Rider, I'm
sorry to tell you but that's illegal too.
- To put it simply, there is no such thing as freedom in Brazil. (but weed is legal though :)
Tax and Stuff
- Nearly 30% of your income is taken away by the government and they won't do jack with it.
- Brazil has a 60% import tax for every international mail shipment, plus sales tax, plus custody tax to the post office, and also the customs office is likely to refuse
your package for no reason, making importing anything a very painful ordeal.
First entry
May the 10th, 2025:
Today I removed all of the existing entries for the second time, because I
didn't like how they were written, or whatever. This means that, despite the
title, this is actually not the first entry, or whatever.
Last month I
walked into an abandoned planetarium wherein I came across two black plastic
bags filled with DVDs, which was cool, but other than that, hardly anything
worth writing about happened to me during these last three years.
Copyright Ian Sage
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