Dear Diary, I want to start this with one minute of silence, please. Immigrants are beautiful people who were born in another land and decided to choose another place to name as HOME. It’s necessary to be brave to do it. It’s not an easy thing to do, just to be clear. So immigrants cannot be treated like shit. I know, my diary, I know, it’s a complicated and delicate situation; however, I repeat: immigrants are not shit. They were and are working a lot, giving their souls in this place that is new for them, and they deserve respect. RESPECT.
Dear Diary, can I scream everything in my mind? I suppose the answer is NO. So fuck you, my beautiful diary. Fuck you! I would like to appear face to face for some people, and I would scream loud FUCK YOU! And I would slap and punch. And I would satisfy this part of my soul. I can’t give details about these SOME PEOPLE.
Dear Diary, I feel so angry when I see people talking about Bolsonaro as a good president. Some people are forgetting what he made here, the seeds planted by him that still are growing and drying in Brasil. And my beautiful diary, we really need to consider the existence of very bad people around us. Because some people forget, others can’t understand, and there are those who love the disgrace, the racism, the hunger, the bad administration, the terrible use of the public money for personal and unnecessary activities, and others.
Dear Diary, the far-right is screaming around the world. But it isn’t the first time, is it? So we can fight! We can scream too.
Love and more, Victor dos Anjos.
Victor dos Anjos 