With the fiasco in Rio, Malafaia opens the prison door for Bolsonaro's arrest.

The embarrassing crowding in Copacabana was the second trap set by Malafaia for the far right. In April of last year, they expected more than 500 people on the beach, but only 33 showed up.

On Sunday, they even announced a crowd of over 1 million Bolsonaro supporters. The most accurate estimate, including the decimal point, came to 18,3, according to USP (University of São Paulo) technicians. 

Someone should have warned the pastor that it wouldn't work. That there's a weariness with the discourse that it's necessary to save the fools of January 8th in order to also free Bolsonaro and his coup-plotting generals.

Malafaia, the organizer of the gathering, managed to even bring Tarcísio de Freitas to Rio, but he lacked the strength to attract supporters for the attacks on the Supreme Court. Malafaia, the host, is primarily to blame for the fiasco, for failing to assess the chances that everything would go wrong.

But all those he deceived, starting with Bolsonaro, are defeated by the arrogance and conceit of thinking they can keep Alexandre de Moraes and the Supreme Court harassed at all times, until the coup plotters are convicted.

Bolsonaro, his sons, those close to the first and second tiers of Bolsonarism, radical extremism, and moderate extremism all failed. 

Bolsonaro emerges weakened to face the final stage of his purgatory, until what will happen on March 25th at the Supreme Court, when the ministers will accept the Attorney General's complaint and turn him into a defendant.

They can say again that things are one way in Rio and another way in São Paulo. And they might even be right. It's likely that what has happened before will be repeated at the Paulista Avenue protest on April 6th.

São Paulo gathers more Bolsonaro supporters in the streets than Rio, because in Rio, the uncles and aunts on WhatsApp can choose between watching and listening to Malafaia or staying on the sand and in the sea. In São Paulo, this attraction doesn't exist and, as the poet would say, all there is is the Tietê River.

On Sundays, Paulista Avenue, known for its crowds, acts as a magnet for all the boredom of the old and new right-wing middle class in the vicinity, who have nothing to do on weekends besides dragging their flip-flops and pulling their poodles by the leash on the avenue or in Ibirapuera Park.

The event in São Paulo will take place after the indictment is received and could serve as revenge, if it works. If it doesn't, if there are fewer people than in previous times, Bolsonaro will be closer to the prison gates, powerless and without a platform.

And Tarcísio de Freitas, who appeared wearing the national team's blue jersey in an attempt to differentiate himself from Bolsonaro and Malafaia's parrot-yellow shirt, may try to disguise the fact that he isn't, but he's also among the losers. Few showed up to see him as the salvation of Bolsonarism. 

It is now his responsibility to do in São Paulo what Malafaia failed to do in Copacabana. Project T needs to prove that, with Bolsonaro dead, Tarcísio is more alive and able to move forward without the man who invented him.