Earlier this
year, after Vasco was judged to have maintained some of their youth players in “conditions
of slavery” at a clandestine training site, I stopped watching football. In Brazil , it’s
impossible not to pay attention to novellas of some kind, but I have found that
my decision to drop my active support for Vasco (though I’m still Vasco)
has freed me to do other things. It’s actually quite a relief not to suffer the
difficulties of fighting for a place in the Copa [your name here] Libertadores,
or to get upset when we lose 4-0 at home and the very popular, very good
manager is forced to resign. The more one knows about the way Brazilian
football works, the more revolting it becomes. Quem conheça a cozinha
não come mais.
In some respect,
the only way that Brazilians give any credibility to my indignation and revolt
against Vasco is by me staying away from the game. If I were to follow Vasco closely
after calling them out on the international stage, people would have (and some
did) questioned my “claim to authenticity”. As Vasco continues to disgrace its
history and delude its supporters by trying
to get out from under the judicial decisions that would make them treat
their trainees decently, they are also being sued by Romário for back wages of
R$50 million. The politics of the Vasco directorship continue in the very same,
sad, tired vein as the CBF and Brazilian football in general. Without popular,
judicial, or political pressure to change, nothing ever will. If you’re
satisfied, keep giving your support as you always have. More Bread and Circus
please, hold the bread.
As predicted,
the Paralympic flag did not make the same rounds as the Olympic flag. It
floated on over to a center for the
disabled in Santa Cruz, and that was it. This week, even O Bobo was forced to publish a piece
on the nearly complete inaccessibility of the city for people in wheelchairs. With
four years to the Paralympics, the new metro cars and 40% of the bus fleet are inaccessible.
In more than three years of riding city buses, I have only seen one person try
to get on in a wheelchair. Why? It’s nearly impossible! There is only one crosswalk in all of Rio that has a sound alert for the blind. ONE! As I suggested in my
last post, if we had the Paralympics first, these “problems” would become
priorities.
The BRT
Transoeste has
now claimed five lives and injured many more since its inauguration in June.
On a recent trip along the proposed trajectory of the BRT Transcarioca, it
became clear that the entire region will be sliced in half, with street
crossings limited to stop lights and pedestrian overpasses. Talk about making
things difficult for the disabled and elderly! There is no indication that all the
overpasses will have elevators, and even if they were to have them, would they
be used? Cariocas are masters of finding the shortest trajectory across busy
streets, even if those streets are packed with high speed buses. If no one will
go an extra 30 meters to use a crosswalk or an underpass, why will they begin
to climb with their bags in the heat of the day? Unfortunately, the
Transcarioca will kill as readily as the Transoeste.
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