Monday night saw over 200,000 Brazilians in Rio, São Paulo, Brasilia and other smaller cities, rise up and resist the repression they faced last week. Over 200,000 citizens, standing together, willing to take the bullets and make their voices heard. And this time there were no rubber bullets, no tear gas.
The reason why Europe has fallen behind, quite simply, is money. Whilst funding of many European universities is being eroded all the time, countries like China are investing amounts unimaginable to us in facilities. Their scientific quality generally stills falls short of ours, but their facilities are well ahead.
For the money the Brazilians spent on redevelopment they could have just levelled the Maracanã and built a new venue, but the modernisation has worked well and maintains just the right amount of history. The aisles are wide, the seats are comfortable, and the view to the pitch is excellent with fans feeling very close to the action.
I was born in 1991, the same day Bart Simpson made it to number one in the pop charts. If you really want a window into that pre-Thatcher world then look towards Brazil, not the country but the film. Art, thoughtful art at least, usually serves as a revealing barometer of the age that inspired it and Terry Gilliam's Brazil is a perfect example.
Education will give women a greater ability to contribute to the economy, it will help them set up their own businesses, climb the corporate ladder and increase their representation in politics. Access to the education asset is essential in tackling gender inequality and multinational corporations have a proactive role to play.
This morning I arrived back to London after a month away. I had been traveling for 48 hours straight. I was a little tired to say the least. I turned on my phone; it was like welcoming an old friend (an old friend that had been relegated to an occasional acquaintance for the last 4 weeks due to international roaming charges). A call came through almost immediately.