Brazilian women are hot.

I haven't seen the movie, but I recently spent two days in one of Sao Paulo's roughest favelas, on the job. The cops I met there ride around in their cars with their sidearms in their hands, to be ready instantly to respond to ambushes. The first day I was there I heard a very short exchange of gunfire about 100m away.

This place is a shantytown of the most amazing variety. Little shacks made of tin, road signs, cardboard, etc, all stacked on top of one another four and five high with bootlegged electricity coming off of any nearby pole-mounted transformer. There was a ditch running through the place being used as an open-air sewer, so the place reeked of shit and rotting food. The people who live there don't own or even rent the land they occupy; they're squatters, and the socialist president of Brazil isn't doing anything to keep more and more people from moving from the country to the city with nothing and adding to the problem. These places encroach on private property, parks and any other patches of open land to be found. After they get their halfassed shack established, the people eventually replace the walls with brick and mortar and they're there for good.

Some of them are run as fiefdoms by drug gangs, and even fire and ambulance crews make a phone call for permission before they head in to answer an alarm.



My partner and I ate at a churrascaria called Villa's and it was outstanding. I had caiman and all the tenderloin I could hold.

Quoted: Very accurate analysis, except that occasionally the .gov does demolish favelas - I saw it happen in Sao Bernardo do Campo, SP.

When the government demolishes a squatter shantytown, what do they do with the people? Do they send them back where they came from, or do they make some accomodation for them --find them a place to live on the government dime? If the latter, then they are still encouraging rural to urban migration and squatting. If they reward the behavior, they get more of it.