Growing up under the military dictatorship in Brazil, I approach my new life in America through the lens of seeing my family struggling to maintain that which made us both human and whole. I cannot shake the voices of those who have looked back on history and exclaimed, 鈥渄idn鈥檛 they see they see it coming?鈥� and more pointedly 鈥渨hy didn鈥檛 they do anything to resist?鈥� These are the voices whose haunting hindsight brings fascists creep into view. Here before us, is another telling of the same old story. What shall we do?
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