Express Yourself

Express Yourself
EXPRESS YOURSELF! DON'T BACK DOWN! “Esta é uma palavra fiel, e digna de toda a aceitação, que Cristo Jesus veio ao mundo, para salvar os pecadores, dos quais eu sou o principal.” [1 TIMÓTEO 01:15]

sexta-feira, 26 de setembro de 2025

I WAS ROBBED! THEY TOOK MY CELL PHONE!

I WAS ROBBED! THEY TOOK MY CELL PHONE!


This morning, on my way to work, as I was passing through Manguinhos (Rio de Janeiro/Brazil), a motorcycle passed by and stole the cell phone of a man in work clothes who was on the sidewalk. The man was speechless. He looked at the motorcycle and 'simply' stood still. What can you do? In moments like this, there's nothing you can do. Excuse the term I'll use, but I was very angry. I felt helpless. What does someone who steals a worker's cell phone deserve? A bum.
 
Our country, especially in Rio de Janeiro, is in chaos, but we've grown accustomed to it. It's part of our daily lives to deal with barbarity, and we, good citizens, pretend everything is fine. It's unacceptable to go to a concert in Copacabana, for example, and see several young people lined up trying to steal cell phones. And the most incredible thing is that they pass by so slowly, because they know nothing will happen.
 
Our politicians are doing some things "for show", especially because if someone really goes after Rio de Janeiro's criminals, they'll probably be killed. Unfortunately, there are countless criminals infiltrated within public institutions. Within politics, within the police force.
 
Unfortunately, the "culture of criminality" has been attracting young people for years. "Being a criminal" brings prestige, fame, women (or men), and money. "Being a criminal" means having your masculinity, your manhood, recognized. And our current culture and art have encouraged this. As the ‘poem’ performed by the ‘singer’ Oruam says:
I'm not afraid
I'm the owner's son
Biggest responsibility of a man
In a beastly car, I made her go crazy
And today, wherever I go, everyone wants to hit me
 
There's another ‘poem’, but this time performed by the ‘singer’ MC Poze do Rodo:
Hey, on VK, the smaller ones hit you
Only a good soldier in war
Who aims at you and doesn't miss
Only AKzão in the favela
With several reserve officers
Wherever you enter, you'll get
...
It's a bullet in the three asses, it's a bullet in the three asses
With a .62, it's just a punch, and the Germans here don't even try
With a Glock and a radin, smoking a joint
Unlock the G3zão, because if he peeps, we'll break it
 
The solution, I have no idea. However, I believe that if our Penal Code were revised, they could add harsher penalties to give these criminals an initial shock. Someone had to enter the State and Federal Government who wasn't afraid to stand up to the public. However, [1] the person must have an unblemished reputation, and [2] the person can't be afraid of what might happen, and the person can't be afraid to challenge the system. After all, a bum on the street stealing a worker's cell phone is just the tip of the iceberg.
 
Rio de Janeiro, September 26th, 2025
Raphael Paiva

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