The employment...and those dead eyes.

    Generally the posts of this blog are thought out and its subject is chosen  carefully among hundreds of things  that swarm the writer's mind . Such was the shock that caused me this short film I have just seen that I have  not thought twice to include it in order to expand its distribution and reach as many people as possible.

Puppet Master's wife

Big man, with your palm on her marked cheek  with your saliva in her hair because of your scream when she kneels. Big man, you go out smiling, your blood circulates never lost. Big man, you splash your hate on that who swore to love you. You shake your arm to warn of what is coming, you break her bones by your glances and you rot yourself by your own poison. Big Man, one day they will dance, cutting the cords that you drive and you will lose your power. Use your hands that day to cover your face in shame, because the world will be better without you, breathing peacefully before your debris. Big man, little man, you scared everybody and now just the pity. Our life is a gift and yours a sentence.

Puppet Master's wife

Short film performed by Venancio Galán and Títali Páez supporting the fight against gender-based violence.