BRAZILIAN JUSTICE AGONISES BECAUSE OF THE QUALITY OF THEIR PROFESSIONALS

One of the public attorneys of MPRJ (Public Prosecutor's Office of Rio de Janeiro) justifies a son transferring the money from his mother's bank account to his own, even if it is known that a person when dead, his/her power of attorney becomes nule.

Another important fact: he did not write down the document after her death, which is an aggravating circumstance. Is he still released after this crime and the MPRJ still tries to protect him?

MPRJ = Ministério Público Do Rio de Janeiro (Public Prosecutor's Office of Rio de Janeiro)

JUSTICE SYSTEM KILLS THE BRAZILIAN PEOPLE

Ms. Ombudsman of the Rio de Janeiro Forum,

Since you only speak and do not listen, considering that your position is an Ombudsman, let me die in peace with the dignity that I have always put in use during my life. I always honored my grandfather's name, Judge Arthur de Carvalho Cruz, who named a forum in the State of Pará. I am just another number. My brother robbed me and bought a new car, gave to his companion a Louis Vuitton handbag and I have no money to buy my medicines. I can prove it with evidences. Against a fact there is no argument. I gave it all and everything was paid with money from my mother's fund left for my health which was manipulated by my brother where he withdrew 1.5 million reals and me, 164 thousand reals. A mother who knew that her daughter has her days counted, would not do it. She wanted me to go to the INCOR (Heart's Institute in São Paulo) to do a transplant, to see how my situation was. My left ventricle is 3 times larger than my right, I have mitral valve prolapse with insufficient aorta. My brother has all the time in the world but I do not.

I ask you please let me die with dignity, do not fool me, respect the mother of a public servant like youof a federal judicial public servant like you, who I taught him to respect who pays his salary: the citizen, and he never mistreated anyone, because who needs you, goes after justice and not injustice. I think, I, the granddaughter of a Judge of Execution, I was treated with ill will, with disrespect, how will the people be treated? I know, because I was there and I heard: "Are not you satisfied? Go find a private attorney, old man!". Remember, above you there is a Supreme Judge who has no chit chat, the justice belongs to Him. When He asks you this question, "What did you do with the job I delegated to you?" Remember that His son, He let him die on the cross, He is righteous, revenge and righteousness belong to Him and you who have superb, you have already stamped your passport with one of the worst sins. From the sky does not only falls the rain, but there's lightning, thunder, and storm. Wrath is His.

Here is the article from the Civil Code that obliges the judge to give me back what I spent with the estate, where I was robbed by my brother:

Art. 2.020, CC - Heirs in possession of inheritance goods, surviving spouse and inventor are obliged to bring to the collection the fruits they have noticed, since the opening of the succession; shall be entitled to reimbursement of the necessary and useful expenses which they have incurred, and shall be liable for the damage which, as a result of intent or fault, has caused.

And the promoter of the MPRJ defends a marginal, who with my already dead mother, applied and withdrew money from her account and put in his own, claiming that he was the attorney (in charge of the power of attorney). I quote, when the person dies, the power of attorney dies as well and he also made a mistake in not notifying the public organs of her death. Now, Bradesco does not even have that excuse, because my mother got there and left life insurance for her grandchildren, as if 12,000 were worth and still the judge, according to Bradesco, gave orders to reapply the money. Judge, is that right? The lady, who says she is devout of St George, kills the dragon or the horse? You are not repeating your position, which is to arrest criminals, as parents who do not pay child support. Brazil today has no justice, in fact never had, Brazil is a decoy in what concerns the law, I am a victim of this, I can prove, because if the woman who steals 1 liter of milk to feed the child and goes to prison, Why did my brother who stole me still remain free? Give the money to my brother soon.

Impunity warms the cradle of corruption. Look how Brazil is at the moment. If you're doing this to me with so many legal people at my side, imagine what you're doing with the common people. God cares for us.

Your Honor, after so many errors in this process, which is catastrophic, can I still trust the justice? Or should I simply turn my back because it is a marked letter? Since the same forum kept in its staff the former communication director of the Forum and friend of my brother, Mr. Mauro A. Ventura, sued for default by Mr. Zaven Bogossian. My brother who has never worked, says a doctor without being. Therefore I can not trust justice. I thought I might.

You are denying me the right to life when you denied me the reimbursement of the money I spent out of my pocket failing to buy my medicine and my health deteriorated a lot.

Every one according to his works. I know that I was honest, I die with a clear conscience.

Kátia Paes, victim of the Brazilian justice that until now did nothing, only kidnapped, with all the vouchers delivered. Viva Carlota Joaquina, who from this earth did not want to take in her hooves. A clairvoyante, no?

THE TWO PHASES OF FALSE LOVE

That one who makes you see a rainy day like a sunny summer day, who waits for the phone rings, who makes you lose days and days and sometimes the phone does not ring. That one who you think that you are the only one, but you discover that you are the only one of that day and the week has seven days, and about faithfulness, there is only yours.  Usually when the woman falls in love, she is physically faithful; mentally, thinking about him the whole day and if by the way she sleeps, she dreams about him, and; emotionally. She gets unaware about everything and about everyone, except for the beloved one. If he calls, she eats, if he does not call, she does not eat, takes antidepressant pills, relaxant pills and she still wants to die and even worse, she externalises her feelings to her family – how the poor ones suffer. So my dear readers, do like me, if this drives you to be unhappy, never fall in love and you will not have one single wrinkle and the others will not have to stand your bad mood, you will not cry compulsively for that one who has not giving you the minimum attention, who you have had the maximum expectation.

Then you say: “Hypocrite old woman! You have told in your blog that you have been married for 43 years and you are not in love?”. The capacity of the human being to get used with is bad, because in fact I have been married with him because my mother, according to her, did not accept returns and I did not have where to go and, as the need is the mother of inventions, I lied to myself, deceived myself that I was happy. I have eaten the bread made by the devil, but no one needed to know about it. So, suddenly, amidst many that have showed up and I have not given attention, because as I have said to you, I have got a horrible feeling for men and look, I already have met many handsome men, even that took their own life because of me, because I was afraid of cheating my husband. I was afraid of living together the hangman of regretfulness and then I did not do it. Now I see me “half in love” or interested, I do not know, because I have never loved, as I said once, and unsupportable man, penny pinching. I hope he finds another woman much better than me. Haven’t I told that only similar live together with similar? Do you know that proverb: “what the eyes cannot see, the heart cannot feel”? That is exactly what I am going to do, I am going to disappear. Sometimes I want to say to him: “You are special”, but if he has not noticed it so far, so he is not special. Wait for another one in this world or in the other one. The most important thing is not suffering. There are those women that get a man who love them, who worship them, who celebrate them, but even though they cheat them. That is the reason that is better to do not look at any man because except for these last ones, the others already described above, they only will use you and when they do not have any desire they will dispose you. Then let us pretend to ourselves: “Before alone than in bad company”.

I have met another one, a single one, rich, handsome and with the same age as mine, B. Only as a good morning, he gave me The ring, but I gave him back because for me, a jewel has a connotation of being bought or be displayed. I am not like this, I am simple, for instance: if I am eating a piece of bread and someone that I notice that is hunger than me shows up, I share it If it can be shared, otherwise I give it entirely with the excuse that I need to lose weight and this is the second piece that I am eating.  I always though that the person who gives to others, give to yourself. It is less one day feeling hungry. Since I am a child I am like this and I want to die like this. One day I will tell you my history, little by little, and you will understand it, because I am so frigid and I have gotten used with myself and with the animals, by the way, I love them and vice-versa. I saved the life of a kitten that run after me when he saw me. The car was about to hit him and I did not have any doubt, I threw myself in front of the car and saved his life, taking him home after this fact, where he passed away holding my hand, at his 17 years old. His last look was one of gratitude. Luis, mom miss you, one day you come to take me, because I am done with human beings, it is enough, because soul, at least from those that I know, they do not have it.

God puts next to you not your similar, but your neighbour that can be a dog, a cat and I have seen old women close to physical death, to kick a dog that came to caress her. Is it being a human being? Me, at her age, I would try to do my best to do not bother the Creator, because religions apart, there is a cosmic law, unquestionable, which is the Law of Return. What you seed, you will reap (The Law of Return).

Kátia Paes

LOVE SUBLIME LOVE

Welcome July 14th !! Thank you for the Liberty!! The peasants, the poor people that didn’t have bread, but they had courage for finishing what was wrong to do the correct!! Such a brave people. Thank you, thank you and thank you for putting an end to the Old Regime and leave the world breathes. There was born the Liberty, Equality and Fraternity. We are all brothers and sisters. Nowadays is very easy to make revolutions with bombs and weapons, but I’d like to see them make them as the peasants had done, with agricultural tools, with blood, with heart and mainly – the soul!! One thousand times “Vive la France”!! Even during the World Cup I use white, red and blue to support la France and for singing la Marseillaise!!

Thank you France, because after being a daughter of a man who was removed from the office, after being called by my high school colleagues as subversive, getting spitted on the face, eating only their leftovers, wherever the meal servers are, I hope they are in heaven, If heaven really exists, because they always kept my little plate reserved. Antonia, an Afro-Brazilian measuring 1,80m and in that time it was not common a Brazilian woman measures like that; Zezé who earned a very low salary and when she saw me being mistreated, she cherished me, a thing that my mother didn’t do. Saudades (a feeling when you miss someone or something, in Portuguese). I was blonde and they were all Afro-Brazilians, That’s why I love the Afro-descendants, I have always gotten along with them. I am used to say that many white men got their soul dirtier than our dear Afro-descendants’ colour of skin, still segregated. All my colleagues were Jews or Afro-descendants. Thank you all for respecting me, for cherishing and enlightening me where only there have been darkness and suffering.

Now, a declaration of love to France: since I was a child I loved France, before the Revolution of 1964. After the Revolution, she was my lifeline. I listened to L’amour est bleu (Love is Blue), from Paul Mauriat’s Orchestra, the sexiest bald man that I’ve ever seen, as another song he was used to play with his orchestra, Rain and Tears. I go further, from the conception inside my mother’s womb on, as a foetus, with no idea if I would be girl or boy, my heart was already beating for France. My punishment is not only to be born there, but also to be born in a submissive country to the United States, even it is denied. So you may ask why I have not been to France? Because my mother didn’t like the French people, she thought they were rude and I got angry, saying they were not rude, in fact, they were not hypocrite.  I liked the French painters such as Toulouse Lautrec, Claude Monet and mainly Renoir, my favourite with Pink and Blue (Alice and Elisabeth Cahen d’Anvers). Despite of Van Gogh’s paintings became very famous nowadays, worth a lot and the fact he isn’t French is, for a child, his paintings are scary, they are like I felt inside and every day thinking about the humiliations of the day that I would suffer, caused by the teacher, only for making me suffer. I was scared because I could feel his pain, his disenchantment about the life, the tyrant starvation, merciless.  I love your songs. How the French people can be called rude with songs like Chanson Pour Anna; F Comme Femme, an anthem to the women. France’s air I know it’s lighter than here. Do you know why I never go? Because I know I’ll have to come back and then I’ll miss there a lot.

Do you know that proverb: “what the eyes can’t see, the heart can’t feel?” To me, what concerns about France it’s wrong, because If I see it, my heart will miss it so much, a strong saudade (feeling of missing someone, some place or something), in Portuguese), that I could die. Thank you France for everything that you have done for the humanity, since the fall of Bastille, where hungry peasants fought the nobility with jewels and full bellies. What people nowadays has the courage of your peasants? For each killed soldier, 10 peasants had been killed, at least. You are blessed my dear France! Not even if I’m dead I’ll quit you. Vive la France!

The worst kind of slavery is the one we have the key of the locker and we do not want to open it, because we got habituated with the weight of the chain.

Kátia Paes

RESPECT TO THE US CONSTITUTION’s FIRST AMENDMENT

CIA, FBI, NSA – Disrespect your constitution is not a crime? Why every time I set up a Facebook account, even talking about amenities, they shut it down? Ignoring your constitution this way, which is one of the few things that I like from you, showing the respect to the human being when it allows the freedom of speech. Isn’t it a crime? It is not anymore and haven’t you let everyone knows? You, instead of bringing me to your side, you are confirming what you’ve done to a 6 years old girl who’s got spitted in the face of her school colleagues every day, because the military men had said that I should never be born. Is this the way you want I like you? Chasing me like you did to my father? Screw up this girl, take her rights off! She’s na animal! I’d appreciate if you respect it, because even me, the animal, respects it and likes it that much. I’ve got to tell you if John Fitzgerald Kennedy would be unanimity, he wouldn’t have died in Dallas. Then there’s no such unanimity, furthermore, not even Christ had, he died on the cross.

Kátia Paes

MARKED AS CATTLE

To the American people, my apologies for do not like of you, that happens because JFK sponsored all revolutions in Latin America, including the one that I was hit when I was 6 years old, on the way to complete 7 years old. At my 7, during the public high school, I had the bad luck of having a teacher who was wife of a military man, so I was treated as if I had Hansen’s disease. Once she called me in the middle of the classroom to tell everyone I was subversive and people like me should be threw in high sea. The colleagues that caught or touched me for any reason, they washed their hands and used alcohol for washing them, and after all, I was daughter of a man who had been removed from the office. We lost a great apartment. How to explain it to a child who is still learning how to read, what is subversive?

During the birthdays that happened at the high school, I did not receive any piece of cake. That happened to me and to my colleague called Elisa, an afro-descendent, and in that time, there was none of the laws existing today. They did it thinking they were doing a wonderful thing, but today, by the experience and by what we see in the newspapers, it proves that happened a mistake on Mr. John Fitzgerald Kennedy’s and Mr. Lyndon Johnson’s (his vice-president) judgement. I want you to put yourselves in my place, the country of freedom and the American Dream gave me a hellish nightmare. I know you people have no guilt, but it will not cure the scars that I have from the humiliations suffered during my life. I should prosecute you for moral damages, but God does not take a nap and not even sleeps; see what happened with Kennedy Family. You have created monsters and then they turned against you, let us remember about the Twin Towers. There must have a reason and the reason is the Divine Justice. Who seeks, find it. You cannot give me back my childhood and here is a detail, my father was the only one that was not amnestied, because he was removed from the office by mistake and thereafter, absolved by the Supreme Court. His name was João Marques Paes Filho. Because of this, I can prosecute you. My anger from you is so much that I think that to prosecute you is unworthy and you keep making, over and over, more victims like me.  There is no need of telling about the recent facts. An example: once when I was at the high school, my colleagues were not aware about the situation of my father, so a girl asked me a little bit of my Coca-Cola and then, other girl, when she saw her friend drinking my Coca-Cola, she told her that I was a daughter of a man who was removed from the office - of a subversive man, how they liked to say -  so the girl spited out the drink and washed her mouth with soap. After this fact, she started bugging the teacher saying she would contract a disease for drinking the drink of a subversive girl, son of a man that was removed from the office.

Because of it all, my life became a living hell and, in the eve of completing my 60s, I would like you to know that I bled, I was bruised, almost sexually aggressed, but I was already there, with the “thick leather” of being hit with the belt. It unbalanced even my mother because she hit me for any reason, because she told me that I was the reason about what happened to my father. Forgive me, but I cannot like you. Liking you would be like making myself null, to make null everything that I suffered, what I passed through and you tell me, by the first constitutional amendment, that the dream of you destroyed my life. Put yourself in my place, please.

Kátia Paes

YOUR BIG FRIEND, THE LONELINESS

To stay alone, to be alone, to live alone.  It all make many people afraid of, terrifies many people. Nowadays, after 1 year alone, I learned to listen to its advices showing your defects. It is quite like as if it sees me inside. In the past times, I abominated to be alone, nowadays, I abominate people. I learned to like of my own self. To be a lone person is only to get pissed with your own self, it is like to have a world only yours, impenetrable. In my case, the loneliness showed that I did not know me; I was only a shadow about what I thought about me. Today I know that nobody likes more than me than my own self, differently of the past days, when surrounded by people, I felt myself excluded and hatred by everyone. To be positive brought me annoyance into my life.

I like so much of my loneliness that, ironically, through it I learned to live together other people. It showed me where I was wrong. Do you know what is the best part of it? It is when you lose your fears and not even care If you make it right, only you can judge yourself. You are defendant and judge at the same time. Today I know that I am a better human being, because I do not want to impose my presence to those who do not want it, that is because of this reason, the biggest part of wise people look for loneliness, intending to meditate, or they are done with the humanity, disappointed.

Don’t fear the loneliness, take the maximum profit of it. You deserve it.

Kátia Paes