I am indebted to the computer engineer Iratxe Esnaola (Arribilwaukee), the free software advocate, who adheres to popular initiatives and collaborates with various media and associations, as well as the project coordinator dotEUS, among others.

I have not had the pleasure of meeting the Zarauztarra, but thanks to him, the chance to have the same names and surnames has led me to be confused with him by our habit of working in the press. I've been amused every moment. Once I was told by a dear aunt who had heard me speak on the radio and that it was not me that I answered, it seemed to me that I had finished the discussion with a seductive and moving tone. Once again, I was interviewed at Euskadi Radio. When he hung the recording on the Internet, a photo of Arribilhgh,his helper, was hung. I have recently come home with a receipt for your income statement.

I see with pleasure that confusion increases, because in the press she talked about grandma or watermelon when talking to the confused friends who ask me if it was me. I've noticed that he comes in for two surnames, giving rise to his mother's surname, maybe for reasons of frankness, or for reasons I don't know. However, I reply without a second surname being published to me. When and why did I choose to run the books and the feet of the texts with my father's surname?

I usually remind the authors that in the literary activity that until recently was attributed to men have used strategies to escape the influence of social corsets. Forced to sign with an alias or to retain her name under her husband's name, intended to invent anagrams or pictograms. Within this genealogy, the importance of signing by name and surname is undeniable, and when it comes to choosing between the father and the mother's surname, eleven women have had many reasons to start their father's from their lives. The same is true of those who are not women because of the wide margin of suffering.

I am reminded of the Chilean writer Pedro Lemebel: “I have an alliance for the female Lemebel, I enroll my mother’s surname to accept my huacha mother from my homosexual and transvestite illegality.” But of my lesbian legitimacy, what does it matter symbolically to use the mother's surname if she also received her father's, and so does the grandmother? I confess that I chose the first last name by inertia and that today I can put the key to inconsistency. One firm with one, the next with the other, the other, if you will, changing the order from time to time. But I'm sure that in our little one, word games attract extra attention just like nicknames. In a way, the desire to identify it arouses in me the curiosity of curiosity and, I confess, the perpetuation of such disorders tempted me. I imagine that we have a third Iratxe Esnaola among us, the virtual Iratxe Esnaola who lives outside of Zarauztarra and me, a cybernetic creature who lives in the press and the Internet and is four hands away. In fact, everyone on the net has their virtual creature of name and surname, which is not street meat, and on many occasions, the same street views are not behind the curtain of virtuality. He who has a name may have it. The virtual name of the twenty-first century is fictitious. Iratxe Esnaola of fiction, two mothers instead of a mother.