UNSEALED RECORD · THE AMERICAS

№ 0054

Encantado

Encantado / boto

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Amazonian folkloreBrazil · Amazonia · Peru

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In the Brazilian Amazon and along neighbouring Peruvian rivers, the pink boto — Inia geoffrensis, boto-cor-de-rosa, bufeo — is not only an animal. People tell of encantados, enchanted beings who rise from the water as men in white, straw hats pulled down to hide the blowhole that never quite becomes a human crown, black shoes shining, ready to dance the festa junina until they lead a partner back to the river. Female dolphins become elegant women who take solitary fishermen. The underwater city, the Encante, is wealth and ease without death, and also a place from which few return unchanged.

Candace Slater’s Dance of the Dolphin, from University of Chicago fieldwork around Parintins, sits with more than two hundred hours of these stories as both folklore and a way Amazonians talk about a world under siege. Encantados father children; a fatherless child may still be called filho do boto. They kidnap lovers, children, or anyone at the bank between dusk and dawn. Shamans also call on them for healing. Killing a boto is widely said to bring misfortune; eating one is worse. Utah State folklore fieldwork in Manaus records the same white clothes, the hat, the dive before morning.

This is not Iara, though both keep the river’s hunger for the living. Iara is a mermaid-lady of the waters, a nineteenth-century synthesis. The encantado is the dolphin people: shapeshifters of a parallel world under the current, outsiders who love human party and sex and then leave. Garlic on the canoe, in some tellings, keeps them off the landing. Eyes and genitalia of dead dolphins have been sold as charms — a grim market that sits against the older respect. In Peru the same being is bufeo colorado; the Encante logic travels with the animal’s range.

Read with care, the encantado is how Amazonian communities keep the boto sacred, dangerous, and kin. Temptation, the loss of who you were when the hat comes off underwater, and the transformation of fish into dancer are the dread in the festa light. Do not file this as a cute pink mascot or as a generic Latin American siren. The Encante is a city. The hat stays on for a reason.

CONTINUE THE TRAIL

If he will not remove the hat, do not follow him to the landing.