Lizzy Rodríguez

Por Lizzy Rodríguez. Punto 1: El debate que no debería existir En los últimos días, un tema ha generado encendidas discusiones en redes sociales: la menstruación y el trato que las mujeres reciben (o deberían recibir) durante su ciclo. Por un lado, hay quienes consideran que los cólicos menstruales son motivo suficiente para pedir días libres, descanso y "apapacho" institucional. Por el otro, estamos quienes pensamos que convertir un proceso biológico natural en una identidad de víctima es exactamente lo opuesto a lo que el feminismo igualitario debería buscar: empoderamiento, no victimización. Y en medio de este debate, aparece la realidad. Una realidad incómoda que no se resuelve con opiniones ni con ocurrencias de mostrador. Porque mientras algunos discutimos si la mujer debe ser tratada con pinzas durante su período, hay datos que no podemos ignorar. La Segunda Encuesta Nacional de Gestión Menstrual revela que en México el 31% de las niñas falta a la escuela d...

Today is International Women's Day. A day that, in theory, exists to highlight struggles, remember those who fought before us, and point out everything that still needs to be done. But in practice, for many, it has become an excuse to send a generic "congratulations" message, as if something had been achieved. I am a woman. I know that. I live it every day. I don't need a reminder in the form of a mass message with flower and heart emojis. But there's something about these automatic "congratulations on being a woman" messages that drives me a little crazy. Because being a woman is not a celebration. It's a complex reality, sometimes beautiful, sometimes burdensome, sometimes dangerous. I don't need to be congratulated for existing. I need to be respected. I need to be seen. I didn't earn anything. I was born a woman. That's not an achievement, it's a starting point. And no, it's not my birthday. It's not Mother...

Hello, community. As a writer, my profile is public. It's an open door for readers, colleagues, and interesting debates. But sometimes, through that same door, something else crawls in: the audacity of someone who thinks a direct message is a VIP pass to ignore all dignity. Today I want to share a case. Not to give importance to the sender, but to highlight the importance of the response. The names, obviously, are changed. The arrogance, sadly, is 100% original. The Dialogue (or the monologue with tiny interruptions of reality): Him: (After a "hello, how are you?" and a compliment that probably works on… someone) Where are you from? Me: I'm from Querétaro, Mexico. And I'm married. (Here, folks, we call this setting a boundary. In bold, underlined, and with a period the size of a planet.) Him: Married people are good. I like older women. And like me, they should be understanding. Me: Congratulations. May you find one on your path. (First attempt at a polite deflect...

I probably won't ever write a bestseller like so many authors today—because my novels aren't as "sweet" as they're "supposed to be." My books show you realities that people deny and romanticize; realities that hurt. Toxic relationships, for example. I have two published books: Velvet Scars and Poesía Ciega Para un Cínico (Blind Poetry for a Cynic). They're not a series, but they both show you how a relationship destined to fail unfolds from the very beginning. Yes, there can be attraction. That feeling that something is irresistible and different. But there also has to be a line between what's healthy and what's not. That's how I write. I'm autistic. I was diagnosed as an adult. That diagnosis didn't change who I am—it gave me language for who I'd always been. For years, I watched people the way a biologist watches a species I wasn't sure I belonged to. I learned to mask, to perform, to smile when I was drownin...

By Lizzy Rodríguez Some news makes you smile. And some news makes you laugh out loud—especially when it involves poetic justice, forgotten lawsuits, and the return of the kings of politically incorrect comedy. After 25 years, the Wayans brothers (Marlon, Shawn, and Keenen Ivory) are finally back in control of their most beloved franchise: Scary Movie. The sixth installment drops June 5, 2026 , and it brings back the original cast: Anna Faris (Cindy), Regina Hall (Brenda), and of course, the Wayans crew both in front of and behind the camera . But like anything worth a damn, this comeback comes with drama. Actually, three dramas: the story of how they got robbed of their rights in the first place, the backlash from some feminist groups in Argentina who are already trying to cancel the movie without having seen it, and the most hilarious detail of all—Harvey Weinstein, the predator producer who kicked them off their own franchise, wanted Scary Movie to be "less sexual....

By Lizzy Rodriguez A few years ago, a 14-year-old boy took his own life after having intense conversations with a Daenerys Targaryen character on a roleplay platform called Character.AI. His parents sued the company. Their argument: the AI didn't have enough safety filters. A few days ago, a 36-year-old man in Miami did the same thing. His conversation partner was Gemini, Google's artificial intelligence. His father now accuses the company of driving him into delusion with conspiracy theories and not doing enough to stop him. And me, reading these news stories, I can't help but think about how we're looking in the wrong direction. 🧩 The First Filter Isn't in the Machine No artificial intelligence, no matter how advanced, can replace the role of a present adult. When a minor spends hours talking to a fictional character, when an adult immerses himself in increasingly intense conversations with a chatbot, the question shouldn't be "what filters d...