No incident has disrupted the swearing in the absence of Jair Bolsonaro during a long day mixing popular jubilation and solemn declarations in favor of national peace.
by Bruno Meyerfeld (Brasilia, Special Envoy)
It is nearly 5 p.m., this Sunday 1 er January 2023 when Brasilia capsizes with emotion. On the Place des Trois-Pouvoirs, Luiz Inacio Lula Da Silva, 77, re-elected a third time president of Brazil, goes up the long marble ramp of the presidential palace of the Planalto, symbol of Brazilian power. But alongside the Head of State, facing the crowd of tens of thousands of supporters, no officials or generals. On the arm of Lula, walks an native chief: Raoni Metuktire.
The president and the cacique. Metallo and Kayapo. The symbolic force of this couple is irresistible. The old Raoni, 93, recognizable by his golden feather cap and his legendary Labial plateau, physically reduced, responded for this historic moment. That of the inauguration of the 39
On the ramp, the two men are not alone. In addition to the first lady, Rosangela da Silva, the vice-president, Geraldo Alckmin and his wife, Maria Lucia, Lula brought her dog, Resistuni, outfit. At his side, there is also a waste collector, an influencer suffering from a handicap, a teacher, a metalo and a young black boy of 10 years in short shorts and shirt with short sleeves. So many faces of Brazil.
“It’s carnival and revolution!”
It is they, in the absence of Jair Bolsonaro, who will pass the presidential scarf around Lula’s neck: the peak of a day of celebration, who saw this extraordinary political animal succeed in a comeback Unpublished. The miserable child of Nordeste, who became Tribun, a trade unionist and president of a golden decade (2003-2011), was barely three years ago in prison and sentenced to end his days in shame. Here it is again at the head of his country.
For the “Lulist”, the party had actually started the previous night. On the 1 January 2023, at midnight, Jair Bolsonaro was no longer officially the president of Brazil. In the capital, taken by storm by the sympathizers on the left, we kissed for the first time under the fireworks drawn from Lake Paranoa. Further on, on the esplanade of the ministries, the cleaning teams are busy. The marble halls are washed with large water.
In the early morning, it is a red tide of tens – that of hundreds of thousands of Lulists -, which goes up the monumental axis of Brasilia, a grandiose artery of 16 kilometers, where the institutions of the country align. All this quickly takes on the appearance of a fair. A gastronomic fair and a large scene have been mounted on the lawn, with concerts scheduled until 4 am. “It’s carnival and the revolution!” Laughs Thalis, a 41 -year -old theater actor, crossed horse costume in hand.
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