Once again reality surpasses fiction. How much nausea, how much rage that curves the body. If listening to it outrages us, imagining a mother, a sister, a family searching through mountains of clothes for some clue that marks the path to justice, or that represents a mark on which to pour out so much pain, is undoubtedly indescribable.

Sexual violence is the common denominator of the news spaces, this time more than seventy arrived all at once, in a herd, in a group and to display a patriarchal system that rages against women's bodies, that condemns them to fear, to violence, to torture, and which finds justifications in a worn-out, but still valid, discourse of "psychopathology" - so close to "crimes of passion" - everything serves to avoid putting the finger on the sore spot for fear of continuing to fill up with blood, anyway, pus is what is left over.

It is precisely the same system that has so many repeating "that women exaggerate", or that continues to blame them for rape and feminicide, as if having to say "I arrived, and I arrived alive" should be "normality", again it is a range of excuses entrenched in showing that women are preferred dead rather than free.

Of course, it is more comfortable to call Richard Choque Flores a "soulless sexual psychopath", or a "narco extortionist", it frees consciences and guilt, and even provides more than one scenario to reproduce what Rita Segato calls the "Pedagogy of cruelty", in which morbid public narratives are not only dangerous because of the contagion effect they produce, but also because of what she calls the "hardening of society's collective skin", a process in which the possibility of putting ourselves in the other person's place, feeling empathy, care and respect, is diminished.

There are these terms, but feminicides are also described as "monsters", and the problem with them - returning to Segato - is that monsters are fearsome, but powerful, and power continues to occupy the podium of male mandates in the patriarchal system, in which the victims are again broken, raped, killed. Justice, the police and the system do not work; and society often turns the page, it clicks.

With names and surnames of the culprits, who we know also come in packs, we must demand and take justice, but it will also be necessary to leave the comfort zone and that violence does not give us the same, or outrage us on 25 November, that sovereignty is not only our own, that silence is not an accomplice, that it does not have to happen to us "for something to happen".

Today it is in the news and the state is responsible. Dignity, freedom, justice, life, women owe us women a lot.

Cecilia Terrazas Ruiz is a feminist and social communicator.

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