BOLSONARO PISSES IN YOUR MOUTH EVERY DAY.

Illustration by: Claudio Brites.

Picture a person who walks into your home, opens his pants, and out comes that muffled smell of dirty dick, pissed underwear, and from his ass a surreal rotten odor that chockes you.

And there’s more. He rubs his disgusting cock on your shoulder and then pisses. Pisses in your mouth. Hell.. he is really pissing a lot! Oh, my friend, his jet is like a goddamn waterfall.

He pisses in your mouth, on your clothes, on your chair, on your couch, he pisses on your plate, he pisses on your pillow, he pisses in your glass of water, he pisses on your children, he pisses on your mother, he pisses on your father, the guy pisses on everything. Hell, it is too much piss, it is an Amazon river of piss, a reservoir of piss, that damned sour piss, coming from that damned guy.

He pisses on E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G.

You just watch! You do nothing.

In your house, people are divided between those who keep watching memes on their cell phone, and those who just write repudiation notes about the pee.

Some of the residents prefer watching TV, others prefer to recite verses and preach sermons taught by those asshole mega pastors like Malafaia in their tele-evangelical shows.

Nobody stands up, picks an iron bar, and beats the shit out of that bastard. Nobody grabs the fucker by his throat and makes him lick the piss he spilled. Nobody does anything. He came, peed, and left laughing.

A while later the fucker comes in again, and the scene repeats.

He does it two, three times a day.

And laughs.

Every single day. It has been three years now. And you are still not doing anything. Surreal bum.

Bolsonaro daily spills excrement on the entire nation and NOTHING happens to an asshole like him. And I’m not even talking about revenge, killing, assassination. I’m talking about the Congress’ Parliamentary Investigation Committee (CPI), the Supreme Court, the Federal Police, or the National Congress.

Bolsonaro is simply pissing on everything, shitting on everything, vomiting on everything that belongs to you and me.

Just after him, is Paulo Guedes, Brazil’s minister of the economy, the neoliberal billionaire who hates the poor from his guts. He is doing the same shit as Bolsonaro does. Guedes is certainly doing FAVORS for someone in the financial market, but when he leaves, unlike you, he will have a guaranteed job at any consulting firm, because he opened the flood-gates to the speculative capital to rule this country. While Bolsonaro rides his motorcycle on weekends, Paulo Guedes is leaving the back door open for the looting of the national treasures, that we will only find out ten years from now. While Bolsonaro rides his motorcycle, Salles, the minister of the environment, who in fact is an anti-environmentalist, an extractivist (life plays tricks), escapes through the back door with millions of dollars and later will find his way in as a consultant for the logging industry. While Bolsonaro pisses in your mouth, the others run away with your money, your assets, your future. In this way the job is complete. He fucks with your dignity while stealing your assets behind your back.

There is no doubt that Bolsonaro’s political practices are similar to organized crime groups.

With the entire corrupted police force at his side, also known as militias which control in the West areas of Rio, and alliances with mega evangelical casino-churches, military sectors, be it state or federal level.

For ages, nobody gave a fuck about the old farts. Out of anger, these biddie cougars entered the game, to fuck everything up. Bolsonaro saw in those biddies a chaotic-political potential. Because, wherever in Brazil, especially the conservative south where there is a Karen wearing a National Team Federation t-shirt, there is chaos. If they have vuvuzelas, trombones, whistles, and a green-yellow arm band, oh boy, that grunchy pussy on fire can rip everything from the face of the Earth.

Once, here in Lisbon, two Bolsonarist cougars grabbed me and wanted to stick me inside a PET bottle.

The bitches have accumulated hatred and Bolsonaro has liberated sectors of society that only perceive politics from the dimension of hate. They have kept their resentment for years, being forgotten by the state, by their relatives, forgotten by the ideological Left. They are now Bolsonaro’s army, they are what he refers to as “MY army.”

These resentful old farts, driven by hatred, who suddenly discovered their political role, their “rights” as citizens, they understood that Bolsonaro’s speech basically commands them: “go ahead and loot everything!”

Have you seen those people training their dogs to bite everyone? The so-called “SKSKSK”? The dog is not even rabid, but the master emphasizes it so much that it angers the animal, so it can express itself only by biting people.

Bolsonaro’s army is an army of trained dogs.

I recall once when two guys came on my profile saying that Bolsonaro was a great president.

The guys called it “bawww” the fact that Bolsonaro was not allowed to promote motorcycle rally in Rio, on the very day that Latin America reaches one million deaths, of which 45% were Brazilian lives.

When was the last time this cocksucker visited a hospital? Have you seen this fucker visiting an Emergency Unit (ECU), or at least a military hospital, to pay respects to the spouse of those sons-of-bitches high-ranking officials Arolde de Oliveira, or Major Olimpio, who passed away due to COVID-19? Of course not. The cracker doesn’t feel anything! This has a name in the psychiatry field of study. He should have been arrested back then in 1992 when he said for the first time on TV that torture was cool, and that he supported it. He wasn’t prosecuted then, so now, there you have it.

We now have an army of resentful, frustrated people with deep loses in their lives not only once, but two, three times, you name it. So many people in Brazil with significant loses, that can no longer feel consolation. Not a single cherished word: “lay your head here sweetheart”. Not a lullaby, NOTHING!

Alongside evangelicals churches, Bolsonaro also understands the craziness and the resentment of

specific segments of the society, driven by isolation, and offers them some spoil.

You may also be thinking that Lula also did it, and I will tell you to go fuck yourself, cancel your subscription from my magazine and I will return your money. Which actually shouldn’t be that much, because only fucked up folks subscribe to it, so I already set aside 5 bucks, just to be sure.

Lula is a politician, a statesman.

Lula shook the structures of the system, a typical unionist, kinda rude, he FILLED stadiums, with ground floor workers from Volks, Autolatina, Ford manufacturing plants, the whole shit. Worshipped by dick-angry dudes, his speeches were usually PROPOSING changes in the labour relation models. It was at the industrial areas in the great São Paulo that Lula forged his political carrier in the heat of those revolutions. IN CONTRAST, BOLSONARO takes those these same fellow workers, and pit them against each other, SO THEY KILL EACH OTHER. He doesn’t propose any fucking solution to shut down the exploitation system.

WHAT WAS BOLSONARO’S PROPOSAL FOR THE WORKING CLASS IN THE LAST THREE YEARS? OR IN THE LAST 28 YEARS, TIME IN WHICH HE HAS BEEN CONGRESSMAN?

Fuck off, my brother in Jesus Christ. Are you now thinking that there could be another option?

There is this bum called Ciro, a former minister for Internal Affairs from Lula administration that now wants to put Lula on one side and Bolsonaro on the other, and to sell himself as the THIRD WAY.

Does this fucker go hard on meth?

Is this the Pitú effect?

Do you know what Pitú is?

Pitú is an aggro cachaça. It even has a shrimp stamped on the bottle. Do you know why there is a shrimp there? WELL, NO ONE KNOWS. Pitú is a stream of mysteries. I once SMELLED PITÚ, I spent a week living under the bridge of the Viaduct Negrão de Lima.

Pitú is what you drink.

There isn’t even a well-defined SINGLE lane, and you stiffers are already talking about the third way.

Rio’s police, an entire rotten corporation, aka the militias, kills more than the Israeli army in Gaza.

The Israeli Defence Force, IDF, has 240 fighter jets, a so-called Iron Dome, that locates and destroys any rocket on the course to their territory. This army, that has the MOSSAD just next door, killed 250 people in their military incursions until the first half of 2021, meanwhile Rio’s police, assassinated 463 people at the same span of time, all civilians, the majority of whom are black, Rio’s north and west favela dwellers. The Rio police task force is Bolsonaro’s most important right-hand, both in the symbolic and primary aspects.

From there, he extends his influence on the federal police, the civil police force, and other police institutions across Brazil. He managed to crash the army, by the way.

I can tell you upfront that he has the talent to fuck political careers even when he tries to help them. Moro was a judge from a small instance who prosecuted and jailed Lula. He later abandoned the judiciary to become Bolsonaro’s bitch.

There you have it. He is now screwed, with no credibility to be even elected class representative. Any time now that wife of his is going to abandon the ship. And If you are doubting what I am telling you, I am suggesting us to have a betting pool in the slot. Write down the day I said that. His wife will put her foot up his ass. She was married to a swindler who favoured her for a while. For a time she was surfing on the hoax. The party is now over, and she, who is no fool, will soon pack her rags and hit the road.

I won’t feel pity.

Pazuello, or Pazuzu for the close ones, the turd who is in charge of the Ministry of Health is another example of a failed carrier. There are rumors that the army was going to put him in reserve, to retire him. He was a general. He was there, minding his own business, earning a generous salary, paying his bills on time.

The problem is that when we mortals get FIRE UNDER OUR ASSES, we naturally tend to blow everything apart on the first opportunity we have. The main characteristic of an adolescent is to choose fuckery instead of stability. You only become an adult when choosing between two options, you go for the one that gives you less shit. It doesn’t matter the age, as long as you choose the shit, you are still in your adolescence.

Bolsonaro, Pazuzu, Guedes, imagine these guys at the age of 19.

All wankers, all repressed, and Bolsonaro thinking he was the fuck boy. The bully gang leader, a high school thug, and his shitty followers, all insecure of themselves, unloved. We have a military college gang in power.

Pazuzu could think, JUST LIKE TEICH, HIS PREDECESSOR DID:

“Bro, I think shit will hit the fan!”

Teich realized that three days later after he got his access card to the ministry building. On the seventh day, he was already on another job.

But not Pazuzu, he thought: “How can I lose the little credibility I already have, and maybe even be exonerated for the sake of discipline? Fuck, that’s it. Working as a health minister without even knowing how to open a band-aid.”

Same thing with Moro, mostly know as Donald the Muppet. He was a fucking judge. But the FIRE UNDER HIS ASS took control.

And who is behind all this? You will say: ”Satan”.

OHHH NO, FRIEND. HAHHAHAHA HELL NO.

It is the tele-evangelist mega Pastor Silas Malafaia.

THE PRESIDENT. IS. ADVISED. BY. SILAS. MALAFAIA.

DAILY.

Do you know who was the first statesman that Malafaia advised? NERO.

Once upon a time in ancient Rome…

Silvs Malafaivs. A terrific notorious Roman, the worst the worst of his kid, he had just started a new religion, of a certain Jesus, some guy full of neurosis from Judea.

Nero, crazy with Pitú, in the main square of Rome. Wondering what to do to get reelected in 46 A.D.

And guess who is passing by on the street?

Malafaivs.

A week later, Rome was on fire – the shitstorm.

Malafaia is reincarnated from time to time to implement the SHITSTORMISM.

What this wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing knows best is to cherish: “Oh come, Oh come hither, my little lambs, Oh come to the church. God this…God that… Give me now your credit card and the PIN CODE, and God will open the doors for you.”

Who gives Malafaia a credit card, votes for Bolsonaro even when Rome is burning.

We will soon see Pazuzu being reconvened for the CPI.

Remember the pisser? That fucker? He is going to enter our houses again, and again, this week, next week, and in the days to come. He will come to piss, to shit on everything, and we are going to stand still. Contemplating.

Me? Calling for armed revolution? What?

Did I say that?

A slap on the face to Alexandre Garcia, the tropical Bill O’Reilly would be good, actually.

But before January 1st, 2022, we will need to end Bolsonaro.

Understand it the way you want.