Life in Rio 2 years later
Been commuting to sex prison (USA) and have a reasonable idea of comparison. The first is that many folks have become used to banging their heads on the wall, and it's only when we stop we realize how much it hurts and how unproductive it is. A little below on this board was the comment of living without fear of judgment, which in USA means how rich you are and various status symbols that operates much like a jailers key ring, but most it means exclusion. Layered on top of that are race and other idiotic moral "issues" to keep the population divided of rubbish rather than voting for medium to long term goals of economic and happiness security. Brazil is so much more than cheap pussy. It's about celebrating life. The bit about the carnival, people spontaneously kissing and not needing various drugs to be happy tells the underlying story. And that's what I'm finding with Brazilian friends, a certain openness, generosity and not being over-caffeinated and perpetually pissed off. The "experience" of BR women GFE is because they are happier generally rather than US women.
Here we, as men, are easily sexually satisfied (without guilt or shame) and far more chilled. It's fun reading the posts. It's like a wide-eyed child just coming off a fun ride, so the guys here are mostly smiling, happy and open to forming friends and mostly full of good will because the craziness is abated. I see this in Thailand as well. We discover a new "us".
In any event, the USD is cooked. Weaponizing the dollar (and compliant western banks) with Russia sealed its fate. OPEC is no longer exclusively USD. Brazil is now trading outside of USD as are so may others. This destroys one of the key reasons of investing in the USA, it was the one thing that made putting up with the ever growing list of internal daily failings (endemic homelessness, weekly mass shootings, collapse of belief in institutions, no health care safety net, sex prison, crass commercialism, social inequality and unrest).
It's only now I'm realizing when we stop banging our heads against the wall, how good life starts to feel. We cannot save the Amazon personally, that's a crazy worship of money disease (dressed up "free" markets, supposedly a good thing in and of itself) much like the capitalists selling the rope to the revolutionaries to hang themselves with. Anyway, I started yesterday sipping awesome single origin coffee in Noritake China with my young lady asleep with a soft smile on her perfect skin and face. She is not all materialistic like western women. And ocean views. And serious basic, free healthcare. And no mass shootings. And knowing she will happily and proactively provide any part of herself and always asking me (smiling and winking at me) "what would you like", I find myself incredibly at peace, like slipping into a second childhood with all the wonder and fun of the first.
Discovering this place and letting go of my old life is a source of great happiness. Once you boys reach sexual needs equilibrium (meaning, adjust to healthy society), the next step is discovering everything else. It does not take much money to live here (relative to USA). Daily BJ's and the like are normal, healthy living and many of the ladies I know take pride in keeping their men happy and the affection they get in return.
It's not just bitter, spiteful old American cows or vain social media addicted younger ones: they are just a reflection of a wider sick society.