One day, in Lagoa da Italianinha, young Venâncio, a card-carrying communist, was in his room when his father, former councilman Zé Bento, appeared. He asked:
- So, have you decided to study Spanish now, son?
- Yes, Dad, after all, it's the language of the country where I intend to live.
- What's this all about? Are you leaving Brazil?
- Of course, Dad. I've already told my brother Vinícius that.
Zé Bento said:
- Well, then I suppose you're going to live in Cuba, since you're a communist, and you even have many pictures of Fidel Castro.
- No, Dad. I'm going to Spain!
Zé Bento was startled and said:
- But how? Spain is a capitalist country! And besides, it's a monarchy!
- What does that have to do with it, Dad?
- It has to do with the fact that you fight against capitalism and you're going to a capitalist country?" "How can that be, Venâncio?
- Dad, Spain has an advanced education system...
- And Cuba doesn't?
- Dad, it's not like that, let's take it easy.
Zé Bento said:
- Son, I'll tell you something. My father Diógenes was a lawyer in a notary's office and my mother Tainá was an indigenous woman, and they sacrificed a lot to raise me. I confess that in my youth I exalted communist ideas, nothing more beautiful. But the reality is very different. Do you know when it clicked for me? When I saw people tearing down the wall of communist Germany wanting to go to capitalist Germany. That was in 1989, it doesn't leave my head. Son, that made me think: how can people want to exchange paradise and flee to hell?"
- Dad, don't exaggerate these things. It's not like that...
- Listen, son, I'll tell you something. If you go to Cuba, I'll help you. Be consistent." But if you're going to Spain, you're not being consistent, so don't count on me.
Venâncio's brother, Vinícius, arrived and said:
- What's going on here?
- Your brother is a communist, he demonizes capitalism, but he wants to study Spanish to go to a country that, besides being capitalist, is a monarchy. Lack of consistency.
- Well, Dad, but you've been anti-communist since the fall of the Berlin Wall - said Vinícius.
- Indeed. I am anti-communist. But your brother is a utopian dreamer who wants something for his country that doesn't exist in the country he wants to go to. So, if he wants to go to Cuba, I'll help, but if you want to go to Spain, figure it out yourself! And that's all I have to say!
Zé Bento left, and Venâncio said:
- Dad, have you gone mad?
- You're the one who's gone mad. You defend communism and want to go to a capitalist country. I think that's hypocrisy.
Vinicius left, and Venâncio remained grumbling:
- Bourgeois people are all problematic...

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