Rods doesn’t just critique Carnival; he dissects it like a nerdy surgeon with a scalpel of sarcasm. His posts about the samba scene are more of a blood sport than a celebration, revealing a deep-seated disdain for those who merely show up to the party.

His political insights weave through the chaos like a seasoned tightrope walker in a circus of clowns. He’s unafraid to call out incompetence and hypocrisy with a flair that could make even the most mundane budgets sound like Shakespearean tragedy.

Whether pondering the inner workings of baked goods or the evolution of comic book villains, Rods finds the profound in the absurd, keeping us laughing while making us think—an enviable combo.