When politics loses its meaning.

Political crisis where? But the right wing is exactly what we're seeing. It took a little longer... But, finally, it's showing itself without masks, makeup, or retouching. This, yes, is the right wing. More transparent, impossible! Examples abound like popcorn in a hot pan. And as it should be, it's noisy.

We are now entering the third year of the right wing's fury, where its claws are blatantly displayed, its rabid canines are revealed, and the movement of usurpation and intimidation is latent and uninterrupted.

It's impossible to forget the smug fascists of the "Out with Dilma" movement starting in 2015. A vast and chaotic mix of politically illiterate and alienated individuals, primarily from the country's middle classes, this "pit-bull class," half bloodhound, half reptilian creature that crawls docilely and subserviently under the feet of the national big bourgeoisie, only to then rise up fierce, furious, and unyielding against the poor and miserable of Brazil.

From then on, politics in Brazil effectively ended, and the classic Brazilian police state, that perpetual guardian of our worst backwardness, reached its peak, taking over all the country's institutions in order to give birth to unimaginable beasts and ignominies that, astonishingly, took over the political, social, and intellectual agendas of Brazil.

And the birth is a long one! There came the "non-partisan school" movement; the momentous neo-Protestant crusade; the biggest "anti-gay" offensive in the entire West; an open retreat from all civilizational agendas or projects involving basic rights such as work, housing, education, legal protection for the poor and workers, secularism, or minimal preservation of the country's already meager environmental assets.

Clearly, the longest and most enduring "tropical winter" since the military regime of 1964 has not ceased and tends to continue strengthening, daring, confronting, and displaying the criminal and overbearing impetuosity that has characterized it since time immemorial.

The headline in this week's IstoÉ magazine, where a journalist openly proposes, without any ceremony, euphemisms, symbolism, parallels, or figures of speech, the death of former president Lula, thus inciting hatred in one of the most criminal and hateful countries in the world, is no small matter. It is a decisive milestone in the history of Brazilian journalism and, whether we accept it or not, we have just entered a new phase in the Brazilian political struggle.

I can already foresee a segment of the left, addicted to its own mistakes, launching a pathetic "speech of love"; I imagine that its publicity, expressed in motions, positions, or open letters, will be based on a prosaic and foolish conciliatory discourse of a social-democratic nature, along the lines of: "while they sow hatred, we believe in love and blah-blah-blah...".

The Brazilian left's negligence regarding neo-Nazism will jeopardize 2018; turning a blind eye to the largest, most articulate, and offensive fascism that appeals to the world today is corroding the foundations and roots of national life; this disgrace, like a powerful metastasis, is dissolving the minimum of social and national integration, the minimum necessary, therefore, for the conduct, however shoddy and precarious, of this unjust and asymmetrical daily life that entire generations of Brazilians are trying, by hook, by crook, and by crow's nest, to overcome.

Enough! The political struggle has just entered a moment where all possible factions of the left and right must unite in the fight against the worst. They must set in motion the greatest program for the democratization of the country. And democratization here means combat, open confrontation against fascism, which is already, by far, the main political force in the nation.

No... The war is not lost! It merely imposes upon us, and therefore places us within, new political, militant, and discursive frameworks.

The rector of UFSC, after a virulent fury from the "Moro Party," this new and brilliant political militancy of the Brazilian right, entrenched in the judiciary, is sacrificed on the altar of the greatest histrionic-media and persecutory wave since the 64 coup. There are no guilty parties. It was just a "suicide."

The other day, during a debate about the centenary of the Russian Revolution at the State University of Rio de Janeiro (UERJ), fascists invaded the event, harassed participants, intimidated students, disrespected speakers, and... nothing happened!

The philosopher Judith Butler was attacked in medieval terms because, democratically, she came to discuss the largest and most articulate theoretical and conceptual overview of the cultural constitution of humankind that the world has ever known. Butler is one of the leading intellectuals of our time. Nothing happened!

The police have never repressed social movements with such hatred, violence, and fatalism as those fighting for housing, land, and social rights.

In this wave, I have no doubt... Lula will, in fact, be assassinated, but not only him. Other leaders of the PT, the left, and the academic left will meet the same end. Nothing is impossible in Brazil, and fascism is winning by a landslide; it's still winning by a landslide, let's see... For how long?!