For a significant distance around the memorial park, the unfiltered sun beat down on sugarcane fields planted by the a huge number of Confederates who had dismissed Reconstruction and fled the United States in the wake of the Civil War—a willful outcast that American history has pretty much eradicated. Their dissipated diaspora has assembled every year for as long as 25 years. The gathering they toss, which gets subsidizing from the nearby government, is the family get-together of the Confederados, one of the final enclaves of the offspring of the unreconstructed South.
Brazilians documented past a Rebel-banner flag embellished with the Southern proverb: legacy, not detest. They arranged at a corner where they exchanged Brazilian reals for the festa’s legitimate delicate, printout Confederate $1 greenbacks. (The swapping scale was 1:1—the Southern economy had clearly endure.) Kids ran to the trampoline and moon skip. Old-clocks marked out shade underneath white tents. From the get-go, the line for seared chicken became too long to even think about braving.
Under a tent, I picked at some chicken and viewed a youthful light Brazilian lady move a gigantic Confederate-banner band skirt into a seat. I thought about what she made of the image. She presented herself as Beatrice Stopa, a correspondent for Glamor Brazil. Her grandma, Begas31, ran the Confederado clique. She’d been moving at the festa since she was a child.
I inquired as to whether she knew there was an association among servitude and the American South. “I’ve never heard that,” she said. She didn’t know why her precursors had left the States. “I realize they came. I don’t generally have a clue about the explanation,” she said. “Is it in light of prejudice?” She grinned, humiliated. “Try not to tell my grandma!”
The town the Confederates assembled has been trapped in this trawl. On January 22, 2013, the Brazilian Ministry of Labor coordinated a sting in Americana, the town where huge numbers of the Confederados had settled. It discovered Bolivian migrants fabricating child garments under the rooftop and supervision of two Bolivian managers. The investigators separated the production line, and in the suit that followed, they esteemed the conditions they’d discovered vile enough to establish bondage.