The Woman's Voice Issue 1 - Our Purposes

Cheers Comrades and Companions!

And well: weary of so, so much crying and misery, weary with the eternal, disheartening scene that our disgraced children offer us, the tender pieces of our heart, tired of asking and begging, of being the plaything, the object of pleasure of our infamous exploiters or of vile husbands, we have decided to raise our united voice and demand, demand we say, our part of the pleasures of the banquet of life.

Long nights of work and suffering, black and horrific days without bread have weighed upon us, and it has been necessary that we felt the dry and dismembering screams of our hungry children, so that weary of so much misery and suffering, we decided to let our voice be heard, no longer in the form of a lament nor supplicant complaint, but as a vibrant and energetic demand. Everything belongs to everyone.

Until yesterday we have begged to a God, to a virgin or other saint, none less imaginary than the other, and when we set out, full of confidence, to ask for scraps for our children, do you know what we have found? The lascivious and lustful gaze of those men who, desirous of constantly changing the object of their impure pleasures, offered us with insinuating and deceitful voice a trade, a deal, a bank bill with which to cover the nakedness of our body, with no further obligation than to lend them it.

We marched forward, always confident and with our hopes placed in God and in the heavens, and after tripping and falling for not looking down where we walked while we fixed our longing gaze in the heavens, do you know what we found? Lasciviousness and brutal impurity, corruption and slime and a new occasion to sell our skinny and haggard bodies. We turned our eyes backward, they were dry, yes, very dry now! And there, in the distance, in the background, we almost saw our children, pale, weak, and sickly…and the dark breeze bringing us the eternal melody of bread. Mother, for God’s sake, bread! And then we understood why the falling…why the killing, why the stealing (read expropriation).

And it was also then, when we disavowed that God and understood how false his existence is; in short, that he doesn’t exist.

It was then that we took pity upon our fallen and disgraced comrades. It was then that we desired to break with all the worries and absurd snags, with this impious chain whose links are thicker than our bodies. We understood that we had a powerful enemy in the current society, and it was thus then that, looking at our surroundings, we saw many of our comrades fighting against that society; and how we understood that that was also our enemy, we decided to go with them against the common enemy, since we didn’t want to depend on anyone, we also raise in turn the red banner; we left to join the right…without God nor boss.

This is the purpose of our newspaper, dear comrades, not ours but everyone’s and this is why we declare ourselves COMMUNIST ANARCHISTS, proclaiming the right to life, that is, equality and liberty.