The banner. “End violence against sex workers” that has been by my side me in these years of the struggle to defend the human and labor rights of sex workers.
There is no more significant object on my path as a whore. There is no object that touches me more deeply.
It was held for the march on November 25, 2016 when a couple of whores convinced our entire organization to mobilise in Chimalhuacán to accompany the women of that suburb and Diana’s family.
It was present with fury when they killed Kenya, Génesis and Laura. It was present when an anti-trafficking raid fell on the dive bar where I worked, leaving 30 self-employed sex workers without jobs; in the Public Ministry, when that policeman raped my colleague; in court, fighting for that woman to retain custody of her son; at the the Ángel de la Independencia, when we painted the steps of the monument red, witnessing the exhaustion of all of womanhood, including the whores.
On any stage, whether formal or on the street, planned or improvised; wherever and whenever, it is imperative to make it clear that whores have the right to a dignified life. As dignified as we ourselves are.
I look forward to the time when it will no longer be necessary to use this banner.
The banner. “End violence against sex workers” that has been by my side me in these years of the struggle to defend the human and labor rights of sex workers.
There is no more significant object on my path as a whore. There is no object that touches me more deeply.
It was held for the march on November 25, 2016 when a couple of whores convinced our entire organization to mobilise in Chimalhuacán to accompany the women of that suburb and Diana’s family.
It was present with fury when they killed Kenya, Génesis and Laura. It was present when an anti-trafficking raid fell on the dive bar where I worked, leaving 30 self-employed sex workers without jobs; in the Public Ministry, when that policeman raped my colleague; in court, fighting for that woman to retain custody of her son; at the the Ángel de la Independencia, when we painted the steps of the monument red, witnessing the exhaustion of all of womanhood, including the whores.
On any stage, whether formal or on the street, planned or improvised; wherever and whenever, it is imperative to make it clear that whores have the right to a dignified life. As dignified as we ourselves are.
I look forward to the time when it will no longer be necessary to use this banner.
La bandera “Basta de violencia contra trabajadoras sexuales” que me ha acompañado en estos años de lucha por la defensa de los derechos humanos y laborales de las trabajadoras sexuales.
No hay objeto más significativo en mi andar puta. No hay objeto que me toque más fibras.
Fue realizada para la marcha del 25 de noviembre del año 2016 cuando un par de putas convencimos a la organización completa de ¿EFECTUAR? la movilización en Chimalhuacán para acompañar a las mujeres de aquella periferia y a la familia de Diana.
Ha estado presente con furia cuando mataron a Kenya y a Génesis, a Laura… Cuando cayó una redada anti trata en el congal donde yo trabajaba, dejando sin chamba a 30 trabajadoras sexuales autónomas; en el MP, cuando ese policía violó a aquella compañera; en el juzgado, peleando porque aquella otra conservara la custodia de su hijo; a los pies del Ángel, pintando con rojo las escalinatas del monumento testigo del hartazgo del mujerío entero, incluyendo las putas.
En todo escenario, ya sea de tarima o callejero, planeado o improvisado; donde y cuando quiera que se imperante dejar bien claro que las putas tenemos derecho a una vida digna. Tan digna como nosotras mismas.
Espero con ansias el momento en que ya no sea necesario desplegarla.
