This story has nothing to do with Porto Capital, but it is a fun fact anyway. So the farmers just flooded the market with cheap chicken for the masses. Iraq was one of the major buyers of Brazilian chicken, but, with the UN embargo, we couldn't sell it anymore. The Gulf War is also the responsible for chicken being so cheap in Brazil during the 90s. With some of that money, he bought the finest piece of technology we could find in Brazil at that time: an IBM 386 PC. A number of these volunteer ships went there, did their jobs, returned to Brazil, and dad got then thousand dollars. Petrobrás openned a volunteering programme, which dad called 'the company is paying ten thousand dollars to anyone who's going there, so I'm going there'. Brazil was back then importing oil from the Middle East but, due to the war, this was interrupted due to fears of attacks on the ships. Dad was an officer of the Petrobrás tanker fleet. I remember the political crisis and scandals in Brazil and abroad. I remember watching the news on TV with my family. Even though my RPG campaigns never lasted too long - it was really hard to convince the other kids to drop that football and oh, come on, let's fight some evil wizards with our swords and spells! It was fun, anyway.Īlso, even as a kid, I was interested in politics. 'What, dice with more than six sides? These things exist?'. When I was 9, my sister's boyfriend gave me an old box with his Dungeons and Dragons books, guides, charachter sheets. Sometimes they were simply maps, sometimes they also had details like flags, factbook statistics.Īlso, I've always been fascinated by role-playing games - something that, essentially, the Imaginations are. Or huge islands in the Atlantic Ocean, midway between Brazil and Africa, with a multi-language Slavic and Latin American culture. A small jungle nation in the Angola-Zaire border area. So, of course I had to make my own lost countries as well! Rocky islets on the Pacific. The Crazy Boy of the title, on one page, describes his Lost Country of Eufeidolôcio and its capital city of Timólei-Mólei. This was certainly inspired by Brazilian writer Ziraldo Alves Pinto and his book O Menino Maluquinho (The Crazy Little Boy), which mom gave to me when I was 6 or 7. First of all, I've been always fascinated by the idea of imaginary countries.

Use with care.Įufeidolôcio in all its glory. Consider any information here as out-of-character.

O menino maluquinho book