Women come to mind constantly, we have an innate creativity, we are so trained, that sometimes we do not realize, “oysters, this is also caring”, “oysters, perhaps the care of thirty people is not sustainable”, “oysters…”; no, that last oyster does not occur to us because that last ostrich will tell us to take care of us. In our strikes we take care of the children, well, for some there is no other way not to be mothers from time to time, to be a militant, teacher or putazor from four in the morning of the bar. But we should be organized to take care of ourselves, alu jateak, koktelak (a bloody mary for me), and lately, the Telegram group to give some tweezers to the little ones that annoy the feminists.

Why those Telegram groups? Because the most effective way for women to care for us is to care for feminists; to care for each other, in general, but especially feminists. And many of us have children, and we leave little to the streets, and we won’t be when the machite of the last moment comes to say “eye” to a feminist of the people we admire, to intimidate in the festivities of his people, to be afraid… Perhaps we must stop calling psychologists, because the only power struggle that is intended to be resolved through psychologists (psychologists for victims, psychologists to follow). When we believed that a type of militancy had its braget closed, some penises kicked back into some slot and when the penises of one and the other start dancing, they always catch us under. We raise the penises again, or the girls, we'll have to create the Telegram groups and say goodbye to psychologists.