Liliana Felipe sings “the hysterical we are tumatxak, lost, vouyeurrs, compulsive seductors, fine diva thrown at the dibán de Freud and Lacan...” in Las hysterical.

I remembered that song reading on Twitter the interview of some friends. After Hondarribia's Alarde, they were talking about girls in the back of black plastics.

Jaime Altuna said that while the girls were behind the black plastics, the boys and men marched in the exclusionary, tranquil and comfortable bragging, without any contact with the most violent part of the conflict, receiving palms and doing a juerga. Because there's no conflict in the places where they meet with colleagues in Jaizkibel. They greet the acquaintances of the company Jaizkibel, talk together, tell them “have a good time”… Men and boys. That's the key.

It opened my eyes. It's the girls who give their faces, hidden in black plastic. Meanwhile, men enjoy and lengthen. The “normal” and natural men, hysterical women. Because the hysterics want to come out with the shotgun. The hysterics, who defend machismo with black plastics.

Always with hysterism, because it is known that she declined in the female hysterical word.