At this time in any street, bar, corner, home and brushwood of Latin America, a girl, a teenager and a woman is being raped, in the next five minutes dozens more will be abused, by noon will be hundreds and by the evening, thousands . Most of them will be beaten, many murdered in hate crimes, some will disappear and nothing will ever be known about them, possibly they will die in the hells of human trafficking, and of others their bodies will appear dismembered in any street, in a garbage bag or a sack. Of those girls, adolescents and women who have been raped, hundreds will become pregnant.
They will be forced to give birth, to give birth to children born of the greatest pain of their lives, a product of an affront, of violence, and of mockery to their dignity. A society devoid of sensitivity will force them to give birth, a patriarchal and macho state will force them to give birth, and the silence of the righteous will force them to give birth. They will be mothers.
At this time in any street, bar, corner, house and brushwood of Latin America, there are girls, adolescents and women giving birth to children as a result of rape. We will say that they asked for it, for flirting, for submissive, for whores or, poor women, but life isn’t fair, and that was what it had in store for them, and so it goes. Perhaps we’ll say that those who raped them are some damned perverts, just for the sake of saying something -as a compliment. And we will also say that that little angel who is being carried in their womb is not at fault, it’s a God’s blessing.
We will point an accusing finger at them, if in their remote ideas they come about to an abortion, then they will know our fury of hypocrites, holier-than-thou, and brazen. Then we will go all out against them, without mercy and we will scourge them, we will stigmatize and revictimize them, so that they are not inhuman, learn to respect life, and stop behaving like animals. We, as representatives of the holiness of the Almighty, will be judges and, if necessary, sent them to jail, we will do so, for murderers! But of the rapist we won’t say anything, we are going to sympathize with him, because the poor guy was provoked, and no one is to restrain himself when a slut spread her legs. When a girl asks him to rape her. If he is a relative or an acquaintance, we will close our beak, we will not say a peep, needless to say to send him to jail, for rapist!
At this hour, in every street, bar, corner, house and brushwood of Latin America there are hundreds of mothers crying, as they cry every day the absence of their killed and disappeared children. Poor crazies who do not resign themselves, they must surrender their souls to the Lord so he can give them peace. But their children had it coming, for criminals and glue-sniffers, for being up to no good, because they didn’t know how to rein them in. There you go, they got what they deserved. Now they must bear the consequences of their overindulgence and not to cry. Because by being soft with their daughters, they became sluts and gang members (mareras), don’t cry, put up with it!
At this hour, in any street, corner, bar, house and brushwood of Latin America there are hundreds of girls, adolescents and women being raped, they will be forced to be mothers. How does a girl face the responsibility of being a mother? How in the world do we want to snatch their life by forcing them to give birth? Usually a rape in itself, withers, marks, and kills.
And when these children are born, we stigmatize them by their origin, by their social status. But what a raped mother, who lives in misery, who had not chance to succeed, and whose life was destroyed in a single stroke, can offer in the way of integral development, when as a child or teenager she was forced to give birth, who in spite of her womanhood was mutilated.
We are a chain; we are all part of the circle of gender violence. Here silence gives consent.
At this hour, in any street, house, bar, corner and brushwood of Latin America, there are thousands of girls, teenagers and women being raped. At this hour, in any street, house, bar, corner and brushwood of Latin America, there are thousands of women giving birth to children as a result of rape. What if it were us? Would we be we against abortion?