Seth Kugel
Seth Kugel covers Brazil for GlobalPost, examining the country's booming industry, immense natural resources, complicated politics and growing role as a player in the globalized economy. Kugel has...
Seth Kugel's Notebook:
The Rio war
If it had happened three weeks earlier, we might be looking at a 2016 Olympics in
Tegucigalpa 2009, Rio 2016
There’s only really one story in Brazil these days: whether this country of 190 million is ready for prime time as a major geo-political player. Or perhaps more accurately, how far along is Brazil in its inevitable march toward that status. Being the “last in, first out” of the financial crisis was a real PR bonanza, and President Lula’s political skills on the world stage, backed by a skilled diplomatic corps providing support (or pulling the strings, you be the judge) has resulted in glowing coverage from the world press.
Honduras, as seen from Brazil
Brazil is swept up in the drama at its embassy in Honduras, where, as most everyone knows by now, deposed president Manuel Zelaya is holed up after a dramatic and clandestine return to the country he was kicked out of, in his pyjamas, on June 28.
Front pages, TV news and opinion columnists are all over it. Clovis Rossi of Folha de Sao Paulo noted yesterday, from Pittsburgh, that the Honduran “coup leaders” have technically “attacked Brazilian territory” by cutting off electricity and water to the Brazilian embassy. His colleague Janio de Freitas wrote that the only relevant issue is “the removal of an elected president during the legitimate exercise of his mandate,” not the drama playing out around the embassy or Zelaya’s record as president. (The interim Honduran government’s argument that Zelaya was removed legally after violating the Constitution is virtually absent from discussion here.)
In O Globo, the headline reads "Lula Urges Speed of the U.N. After Wave of Looting in Honduras." The opinion page notes that the situation “leaves Brazil in a very uncomfortable position,” urges negotiations headed up by Costa Rican president Oscar Arias and warns against Brazil being associated with "any operation that has Bolivarian fingerprints." In other words, don’t appear to be aligned too closely with Hugo Chavez on this one. Estado de Sao Paulo reports that according to Lula’s advisors, Chavez was responsible for the suggestion that Zelaya head to the Brazilian embassy. The Estado headline reads “Brasilia Attributes Zelaya’s Return Plan to Chavez.”
Everyone is dying to know how far in advance the Brazilian government knew about Zelaya’s impending arrival, but so far, if they knew, they’re not telling; talking points have clearly been distributed. He “practically materialized in front of the embassy,” said the Brasilia diplomat in charge of Central America and the Caribbean. Lula, it appears, was alerted while in his plane on the way to New York for the opening of the United Nations General Assembly, where he called for Zelaya to be returned to the presidency. If there was any communication between Venezuela and Brazil, no one is saying anything.
In an interview with Globo News yesterday, Zelaya gave terse responses to the Globo anchorwoman, seeming like he was either very tired, very annoyed, or maybe just very fed up with her awful Spanish. He said that the number of people in the embassy was around 50, down from 313 the previous day, and that in addition to having water and electricity cut off, they were being bombarded with “ultrasound” and electronic interference. Estado de Sao Paulo also posted audio of their interview with Zelaya.
How Much Do I Weigh?
It's pretty easy to be American here. Highfalutin discussions of cultural imperialism and the Monroe Doctrine aside, Brazilians are generally OK with us, at least since we swapped Bush for Obama. Teenagers dream of Disney World, Up is a box-office hit, Doritos are available on every corner, and even those weird cappuccinos they make at Starbucks (what, no chocolate?) are catching on.
But there is one situation where I am consistently humiliated to come from the United States. It happened again today, during a superficial medical exam to clear me to use the gym facilities at my local SESC, a non-profit cultural center that bears some resemblance to a YMCA.
I was asked to fill out a form with basic personal information, then tick off check boxes about all the conditions I thankfully do not have. But then came the section I dreaded.
Height:
Weight:
In America, the answer would be 5’ 11”, 180 lbs. But that’s just gibberish here, not to mention just about everywhere else in the world except in the U.K. (Brazilians do use the Portuguese word for inches – polegadas – to talk about the size of TV screens, but that's about it.)
Yes, I know there are convertors to be found online, and I’ve plugged in my stats countless times, but I can just never remember. Brazilians are generally flabbergasted to discover my infantile ignorance about the human body. It’s as if I couldn’t point to my own belly button.
“I’m sorry,” I sheepishly murmured to the doctor as I handed him the form. “In the United States, we only use pounds and feet and inches.” So he ushered me to the scale and weighed and measured me.
82 kilos. 1.81 meters.
Didn't ring a bell. But at least this time, I recorded it in my Blackberry address book. Under M for “Me,” though M for “Moron” seemed equally appropriate.
Reporters With Guns: Not a Good Time to Be an Innocent Paper Bystander
The Military Police of Sao Paulo, which is a fancy name for what we would call regular police, invited journalists to two-day training this past weekend on what they call the Giraldi Method. That’s a system one Col. Giraldi developed to reduce the number of deaths to both police officers and innocent bystanders during police operations in what everyone recognizes is an extremely violent and dangerous city. The basic idea is “defensive firing,” to shoot only when absolutely necessary to save lives. As
translated in the training, that means whenever a target appears where a menacing guy is pointing a gun at you (as opposed to a menacing guy with a knife who turns out to be an orange salesman doing some peeling). According to police material, in 1999 --before the method was introduced-- 318 police officers were killed in the line of duty. By 2007 it was down to 22.
That, as they say in our business, could not be independently verified. But the method has been approved by the International Committee of the Red Cross and has been introduced across South America, so there’s something to it.
The police went all out, bringing their best instructors to the training center at Pirituba and outfitting us with flak jackets and .40 caliber pistols and teaching us how to shoot. That was day one. Day two we got to enter the staging areas where they simulate real situations…having us go around corners and peer through windows with our guns drawn, shouting at paper targets to drop weapons (“Aqui é a polícia! Larga a arma!” is my new catchphrase) and even negotiating with hostage holders (with guns pointed south, at the ground, to be less intimidating). Things got really confusing at the
end, with an innocent kid in a skull-and-bones t-shirt popping out at you at point-blank range (I didn’t shoot him, but one of my colleagues nailed him right in the chest; another shot a supposed TV reporter carrying a non-threatening microphone) and a guy with a knife that charges at you when you’ve just run out of ammo (I blew it, not retreating behind a nearby wall to reload in safety).
It seemed the purpose of the training was two-fold: to show us how police are trained to fire only in dire circumstances (and sometimes not even then), and to prove to us that police work is scary and it can sometimes get confusing to know when to use your weapon. (Not to mention that it’s scary to carry a loaded gun, period.) Mission accomplished on those fronts. How well the training really gets through to the massive, underpaid, at least somewhat corrupt police force is unclear, as anyone who has trained line workers of a large bureaucracy to do anything can attest.
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