Many years ago, there was a place called Torre de Pizza near where I live today. It was located in the mezzanine of a bakery in a square adjacent to Avenida Sumaré. I never went, but I can say with 99% accuracy that it was a pizzeria.
There was another place in the city –in Bixiga, a former stronghold of carcamanas arapucas– another pizzeria under the name Torre do Bixiga, which I didn’t go to either. I don’t know if there was a brand dispute between the two establishments.
I know they both used the tower of Pisa, a city in Tuscany, to illustrate their signs. Changing “Pisa” to “pizza” is a childish association and, if the individual is an adult, a very weak pun.
Weak, but popular for chayote.
In Vila Leopoldina, west of São Paulo, there is a Torre di Pizza. In Niterói (RJ) there is another one. Campinas (SP) has a Pizza Tower. Also in São Paulo, Rio Claro, Torre da Pizza.
Not to mention the dozens of pizzerias called the Tower of Pisa, even – the customer makes the pun on his own.
It is the usual toaster in Brazil. To be fair to Brazilians, wordplay is common all over the world, even in Italy itself. There is a pizzeria called La Torre di Pizza in the province of Pisa, a 25-minute drive from the leaning tower.
What still causes some astonishment is the president of a country speaking “pizza tower”, seriously, to refer to the tower of Pisa. At an official event. Right after returning from a meeting of heads of state in Italy.
I know it shouldn’t be surprising, as this is Jair Bolsonaro.
It’s the same guy who, on that trip to Italy, refused grappa and asked for soda.
It’s the same guy who once claimed to eat bread with condensed milk for breakfast.
It is the same individual who, on a trip to Japan, behaved like a naughty peep at the emperor’s banquet, spoke ill of the food and, back at the hotel, devoured instant noodles. Worst: Brazilian noodles, taken in the suitcase to the land of the rising sun and ramen.
It’s the same goat who governs a country ravaged by hunger, but he’s sporting a full-on picanha called “Mito” and costs R$ 1,799.99 a kilo. Insanely expensive steak, roasted at the Palácio da Alvorada by a certain “artist’s grill”, who received emergency aid for nine months.
Bolsonaro does not know what decorum is and has no sense of ridicule. It boasts of its own ignorance. If only he were like that, it would be less bad.
It turns out that Bolsonaro was not placed in the presidency by aliens from a flying saucer.
The Poconarista voter is the slurry of what is most despicable in humanity. Those who still support the president – politicians, businessmen and generic cattle – are even worse.
And what about those in Jair’s orbit? Whose is in government?
Let us remember that a minister of Education –I repeat: of Education– called the Czech writer Franz Kafka a “kafta”. This government is not even meant to be a pizzeria & sfiharia.
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