A First

Election day completed, more or less, and the first woman president of Brazil has been voted in!  Many are celebrating, and quite potentially, just as many are drowning their sorrow in some chopps.  It happens.

It brings me back to Obama.  I celebrated.  I wanted him in.  Regardless of the happiness and the disappointments I feel in him, it was a needed first.  He was our first black president, and for that I am damn proud! And he has not accomplished everything he promised, and we hoped, but he is merely a man working against a machine.

While that is not excuse, it is something to keep in mind when you bitch. There is a limit to what one person can do.  If we really want to change things, we need to Spanish style protest those bastards.  Sit in the middle of NYC and close the city down for an entire day.  No one go to work in São Paulo and that kind of thing.

But we are also a part of the machine and there is never a day where there's not too much work to be done.  Or you really don't want to miss pilates... wait a minute, is that me?  No, I'd never say that...

So Dilma is our new president.  She is a first and that is something to celebrate. Any breaking down of stereotypes is a reason to celebrate!  And now, what's done is done.  Let's all hope, for the sake of the country we may or may not call home, she does an exemplary job.  Because people, seriously, it doesn't matter if you didn't vote for her. She's there. It's a fact. Her success is ours.

That being said, I have no personal opinion about the matter. I have enough stress thinking about the crap in my country. If I start worrying about corruption here I'm going to die of a heart attack!  Yeah, I know, not even my glass of red wine a day will save me from stressing about politics in both the US and Brazil! I could be a freakin' vegan yoga meditation master and I'd still keel over like a that 4000lb man who asks for the diet coke with his super sized McDonalds.