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For this challenge i’m posting the old guys kissing in the east side gallery (Berlin). They remember me of politicians. I shot this last june.

It’s not that i don’t like it. As a good Brasilian i have the impression that only people with criminal tendencies are interested in offices at the government. It’s a giant trap not enjoying politics because as they say “people who doesn’t like politicians are ruled by politicians they don’t like”. It’s a big truth. I feel the same way in the condo i live. Nobody wants to participate of the board but everyone complains about it’s actions. So i get it it’s my fault but there’s no point in participating in a system you have no power to change. Corruption in the government is as old as government and so is power. The room left for those who are interested in helping others is too small and they have no strength to control their space the way they want. Sooner or later either you becomes part of corruption or you become a victim of this lobby industry. Many ended up being accused and if they were the criminals and others even disappeared. In other words if you are not corrupt don’t get close to politics. In other words if you want to help people go work at a NGO. Do it as a regular citizen. For all these reasons i gotta say i don’t believe in politics and also in economics which is not a science but a conduct guide that works in favor of governments. It’s not a thing but an idea that everyone bought. I can say i believe in anarchism. I believe that private companies can do a better job than the government because they live by the rules of the market. They have competition and they are constantly rated. Of course there are a few things that are national security and the government should take care of it but those are minor compared to the amount of stuff controlled by the state. including the economy and also the currency. There’s no scape for the individual but to spend almost half of his productive life working to pay taxes. it makes me remember those scenes in movies like Robin Hood where the king’s collectors would invade old folk’s houses and take all food as taxation in the name of the crown and these old folks would starve to death if Robin didn’t show up to save the day. The problem in my case is that i never met Robin Hood and nobody can help me when i pay my taxes.

Are you free? Ever was? How much freedom is enough? I know it sounds like an easy one and the more freedom you have the better but i’m inclined to disagree on that. I met i guy sometime ago that made me think about it. He was a representative for the homeless in the government and he was a homeless his hole life. Not actually a homeless because homeless people usually are living in the city on the streets. He walked. Thousands of miles by foot. He was not a pilgrim also because he didn’t believe in god and wasn’t going nowhere specific. He was a walker. Not more than that. His passion was taking the road going nowhere with no attachments at all.When i met him he was living in a house for four years and it was driving him crazy. He met a woman and found loved and had a child. After i while he decided the road was too dangerous for them and became a homeless in my city. He is a very intelligent guy so after a while he started defending his class. His party decided he should have a house and he accepted as being a place for his family. Beautiful ending? Not a all. Not even an ending. The was feeling imprisoned inside a house and he was getting prepared to leave his family. For him the house was a lot and he would leave for the wife and child. He paid his dues and it was time to go back to the road. I really tried to understand what was his passion about it and what i learned is that he couldn’t compromise with anything. His heaven is the road with no beginning and no end. People would always give him food on his way and he was used to sleep under the stars. Somehow his story made me sad because of his wife and kid. Not because of him. He told me many cruel things that happened with him on the road and all i could see is that it was his choice. When he had different he just was not interested. He is the person with more freedom that i ever met. Freedom from society, family, money, politics, food, shelter, clothing, you name it. What i understood from him is that love requires commitment. Sharing requires commitment. Family requires commitment. Those are all prisons in that guy’s opinion. His house is a prison. Yet i don’t envy his choices and i can say he is not courageous. He is a coward. Balance in important in everything. Even in Freedom. We do need limits. We do need rules. Many researches proves that kids with no limits are not happier. On the contrary. Of course i’m not talking about being locked down or anything like that but freedom have it’s price and it’s limits. It’s important for us to understand how much is healthy and needed and when it is too much.