Emulation Program

Marcelo Rayel Correggiari
4 min readSep 25, 2020

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What is left unsaid in political regime changes is the aberrant new program installation.

It doesn’t matter if it’s right or left, liberal or conservative, social democrat or communist: when the change needs to be implemented, bloodshed seems to come near as fast as anyone could hardly conceive.

Depending on the circumstances, the only democratic aspect of some regime changes is a massive beheading.

The people?! People are herd according to most of popular leaders.

Image of a computer screen showing the code of a emulation program.

In that morning, Swiss Kiss went frenzy, completely out of himself.

The reason was a tremendous hack into his mobile the night before. From what could be learnt about the type of hijacking program used for the violation, there was some strong collaboration of one of The Organism branches, The Ayessevit.

The live broadcasting that Tuesday afternoon brought the young show host immersed in yelling and swearing at possible miscreants. No one really welcomes anyone who breaks into archives in order to get rid of them. Swiss Kiss, even abroad, became a sort of what most people call Don Quixote by naively believing the Brazilian left would commit itself again to the everlasting pledge to people’s welfare and the protection of any public interest.

As it always happens in most of the Global South countries, the elite doesn’t leave things roll down for the benefit of all citizens. From time to time, it is learnt that even the opposition takes part of the macabre pantomime for the good of few, including eventually the left and liberals according to the momentary tide. For the people and taxpayers, the charge of all costs manifested beautifully on a neat printed receipt is handed over.

That was what moved Swiss Kiss towards his personal crusade — even remotely — to protect the nation’s priorities, the ones the people would be finally included. Very noble, but not very effective. When he finally put his hands on Banestado third layer list, some kind of threatening came upon anyone who didn’t want fight for the right cause, or for the people.

The broadcasts, then, became treacherous for any liberal or left-winger who was not much in a mood for joining that crusade, an indubitable sign that most of them — liberals and left-wingers — kidnapped people’s hopes and pains for further proceeds. Heaven knows if their names were not even on the third layer list. Presumably, their lack of interest in building ranks for the sake of curtailing dearths could show what side of the table they were at.

The Swiss authorities were formally reported about the hack. Indirectly, Swiss Kiss was eager to have the names of foes, both known and maybe new ones. He wasn’t in that alone, as a matter of fact: great names and friends, like The Thai and The Lecturer, used to join the show for the Super Friday. Hence, there’d be no much concern about being by himself. That was not the figure. The point was when you are close to reveal what was supposed to be desguised, or undercover, the so called masters of the universe tend to do something about it. The employed techniques for that are substantially the problem: persecution, lies, murder and elimination tend to be the most popular resources in these cases. The Swiss-Brazilian announcer was aimed fiercely by eventual opposers very uncomfortable with evidences shown in his programme once he was pushing some sort of danger into allarming levels of compromise.

The current president — The Pus — seemed to be politically a genetic modified entity: perhaps a perfect blend of a moron with a jerk. Pulling one third of loyal voters who seemed to be much more like a bundle of bonkers, he had set the perfect atmosphere one year quite before the pandemic’s arrival. In this environment, the clash of the-far-somenthing on one end and the-far-somenthing-else on the other jolted the entire the-world-according-to-myself setting, and that was the main complain against Swiss Kiss: How you dare call les citoyens to be at your side of the table in a hell breaking loose like that?!

The Pus was the perfect smoke screen for something much more serious: the country’s dilapidation. In the middle of the biggest strike ever — the National Mail Company’s one — he was able to drive the international attention to the forest fires: everyone just complaining about the way he was treating the Amazon rainforests whilst the most vicious economic aggressions against the people, like the public pension and public administration reforms, were taking place.

Behind the curtains: still the best way to put the world in motion.

Part of the unions was doing the best they could to make the mail national strike flop. Both right and left always showing themselves so suffused in their main purpose: the more of the same, to ruin an entire nation and leave it on the ashes.

Left and right, right and left… the right betting all hard on the rift, the left trying to win who’s got the longest prick in marxism. Meanwhile, the people are left on their own devices. Sometimes it is unbearable, in the Global South, the fact that a more refined cultural substance would be a mandatory for any exercise of patriotism.

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Marcelo Rayel Correggiari

Novelist & translator, author of “Areias Lunares” (short-story reunion) and “O Verão no Café Atlântico” (novel.) Blogger & columnist. From/In Santos, Brazil.