Jonathan & Nathan : Rio de Janeiro favelas : police [English translations]


Copacabana, Ipanema, and Leblon. Rio is a paradise for tourists,
especially during carnival. Every year almost a million people come from
around the world to participate in these large parades and dance to the rhythm of samba. Five days of partying that literally make people
forget that Rio is also a place of abject poverty. The young man who has accompanied us
from the start of our visit is Jonathan. He works for a gang leader. He shows us his home. “Come in my little home.
Welcome.” “This is where I live day-to-day
with my mother and stepfather. Come on in. Welcome.
OK. — How is life here in the community? —
Here? — Yes. — It’s aiight. Sometimes it’s bad with all the
sewage water but we live as best we can. The conditions of life are miserable here. Apparently Jonathan is far from earning 2,500 euros
each month and now he sells drugs. like others in Cantagalo (favela),
Rio de Janeiro. At 23, he’s trying to
take care of his family. “My son—Nathan.
He’s five.” I’m gonna take him to get a haircut. This morning, like a good father,
Jonathan brings his son to the barber. Though he sells drugs, he’s
attentive to appearances. “If people in the community start to see his hair grow
too long they’ll think I’m being lax on his upkeep.” — What do you want your son to be? — What I want him to be? A football player.
He plays super good. — You hope that he’ll change your life? — My life? I hope his life changes, because
mine has already changed. — How so? — I don’t want him to experience
what I’ve experienced. Jonathan is lucky to be alive. He almost lost
his life during a confrontation with the police. — Do you have a problem showing
us what happened? — No problem at all.
My son knows what happened. I’ll stand up. It entered my arm and traveled upward.
One stopped here. The other here. Right above my heart. — It just missed. —
Yep, just missed. — Why didn’t you have it removed?
Why is it still in you? — Because the hospital I was taken to,
they’d only remove it if it was life-threatening. In my case it was, in fact, life-threatening, but
they’d only remove it if I paid the clinic. The life expectancy of juvenile
drug dealers is very low. Very few reach adulthood.
At 23, Jonathan is practically an old man. This is one of our routine operations.
Our objective is to detain persons in a favela that often has drug-trafficking confrontations
and we’re preparing several units to go there now. — How many are going? — Roughly 200 police, 2 helicopters,
and, 2 armored tanks. It’s dangerous. We expect gunfire. I’m going in the armored tank. — On the frontline? —
Correct. Tchau.
— Good luck. — At 7:00am the order is given to depart. Let’s go. 15 minutes later, the police
are on the scene. Their objective: invade Jacarezinho,
one of the more than 800 favelas in Rio. Surprised by so many police, some residents
decide to exit the favelas. Others opt to stay. Bruh! Go inside! Asshole. Commander Rodrigo’s men begin to advance. They attempt to block
all exits to the favela. Everything appears calm at 7:30 this morning. And all of a sudden, chaos. Gunfire erupts from the favela. It’s difficult to tell from where.
The police return fire. It seems like a civil war, but this is
a normal morning in Rio de Janeiro.

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