Monday, November 24, 2008

PSU Phelps Counterprotest

Today PSU was protested by the Fred Phelp's group and their "God Hates Fags" campaign. They were protesting PSU for having a Queer Resource Center and for having gender-neutral bathrooms. The outcome of the protest? 4 Phelps, over 100 PSU students and community members. The entire time was peaceful (yes, most of the PSU group stayed on PSU property a block away from the Phelps people, but those that went and stood and blocked the Phelps people were peaceful too). Here are some pictures:











Of the 4 from the Phelps group, 3 were young teenage girls. There was also a middle-aged man who was their leader. The girls weren't very vocal but preached at anyone who chatted with them them God created everyone and predestined many of them to go to hell. They felt that there was nothing wrong with that idea.

Some of the posters there were amazing. One read "I'm pretty sure God doesn't hate fags." One read "God hates tiny fuzzy kittens". I took one that read "Let us pee in peace". It got a lot of attention from the new crews. Another read "God Loves Fags... why else did She make so many?" 

There was lots of cheering and smiles and a general good time. All in all, a success I'd say. Next time we should make some more plans though to make some improvements.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Spreading the Holiday Spirit

The holiday season is here again (in reality its always the holiday season... its just that the mainstream capitalist system only recognizes and cashes in on the major Christian ones). One thing I find interesting is that around the major holidays things shut down. Offices, centers, support services, groups, etc. Isn't that sort-of backwards? The holidays are times when things should purposely stay open. After all, not everyone has a family to go home to where we'll have that Hallmark picture perfect moment around the dinner table and the turkey. Shit, many would settle just for a family, let alone the picture perfect moment. News flash: PEOPLE NEED SUPPORT ESPECIALLY DURING THE HOLIDAYS!!! And we wonder why the suicide rate is higher in the months of November and December into January.

Friday, November 21, 2008

PSU Trans DOR Vigil

I attended PSU's vigil last night in honor of Transgender Day Of Remembrance. Here are some of my thoughts.

Reid V. was the first speaker. He talked about himself quite a bit. He talked about a bunch of middle-aged, white people who are all in long-term-relationships. Some were married. Some had children. And that was the "representation" of the trans community that he gave us. He talked about some of his ally friends and gave little sound-bites from their warm and fuzzy stories of being trans allies. He then compared the experience of a trans ally to that of a transperson themselves. Um Reid, do you really think that the ally risks more than the transperson for being themselves?

Next up was a younger transman from Basic Rights Oregon. He read a piece of slam poetry about how our experiences are thrown away and often "found on a bathroom floor". It was a brilliant piece that expressed the frustrations of living in a system that hates us and yet it got people fired up and wanting to do something too.

Jen B. spoke next. Her opening statement was to repeat her introduction about who she is and some of the things she has done. Apparently the speakers tonight were told it was all about them. She also identified herself as being middle-aged and in a LTR (because, again, that reflects the experience of the whole community, right?). I was astounded by the fact that she had the guts to mention that Nov 20th was her birthday (which elicited a cheer from the crowd).  She then went on to talk about her life story and throughout is used a lot of cliched phrases. Eventually, after dropping the names of a bunch of other people she thought everyone would know of, she got around to actually talking about what we were there for. She told the story of Lawrence King (Leticia). Of course, she didn't just tell Leticia's story... she had to insert herself into it too. One  really well spoken point in her speech was when she acknowledged that the Trans DOR recognizes those who died at the hands of hate, but that there are also many who have been killed slowly by intolerance until they eventually took their own lives.

After Jen, Rose Sims took the stage in her typical, quiet manner yet loud presence. She read the accounts of several transfolk who we lost in the past year. Rose didn't waste words on herself. She read the stories with emotion and gave a message of honoring them but living so that we don't have to keep adding names each year.

Kendall, from the Q-Center, spoke next. She read the names of the transfolk we were there to remember. I was surprised that instead of just reading the names of those we lost in the last year, she read the list of those who've been reported lost since 1970 to present. The list is enormous and saddening and infuriating. Most of the names are of transwomen. Time and again the name given was simply "unidentified man in women's clothing", "unknown crossdressed male", "unnamed trangender person". These people weren't cared about enough to even have their names- no one went out and found out who they were. When the reading of the list ended, Kendall left the stage in silence and walked back to her seat. Silence. I wanted to scream... WAIT! Silence is what contributed to the deaths of all those transpeople! After hearing that list we shouldn't be silenced; we should be outraged! Why aren't we having a moment of noise instead?

The last speaker was Laura C. She read a speech about being "driven to hope".

Final thoughts- the entire vigil was held safely indoors in an auditorium. It was a quiet and somber event. It was largely unnoticed except by those in attendance. If those of us who already know about trans struggles are the only ones remembering those we've lost, does the vigil do any good? Yes, we got a community together (even if that community wasn't given a very accurate representation through the speakers). How many people left there last night, though, and didn't have any more plans for doing something than when they got there? Was the community strengthened or just brought together for a couple of hours?

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

City life

The city walls are pressing in on me
I scream inside my head
No one else would really listen anyway
I feel enclosed, trapped, suffocated
There are so many bodies
But no people
No rewarding interaction
The city is full but oh so empty
Its a maze with no exit
No block of cheese at the end
No end


Tuesday, November 18, 2008

A Stupid Thing Happened On The Way...

So, I fell at work yesterday. I wish I could tell some amazing tale about how I work with a wildlife rescue mission and was stretched out over a ravine reaching for a stuck kitten but fell instead. Or I'd settle for a job doing painting and the ladder I was on was blowing back and forth in the wind till it crashed down. But no. 
I was carrying a load of laundry into the laundry room at my oh so glamorous job and slipped on a wet spot. Not to worry, the concrete floor caught my fall... and so did some of the dirty laundry I was carrying. I looked around quick to see if anyone saw me, and got up laughing at how stupid a thing that was. I brushed myself off and continued on thinking I was okay.
Today, I am not okay. My hip and shoulder where I fell are achey and tight making this rediculous event linger far longer than it should have. Oy. How do you file for workman's comp and time off?

Friday, November 14, 2008

Cyclical

Everything cycles.
The Earth turns in a cycle, daily and annually.
The rain falls in cycles.
The tides ebb and flow in cycles.
Blood flows in cycles.
There is so much that is in a constant state of rising and falling. 
Coming and going.
Depression.
Contentment.
Energy.
It's all timed out, and we should know it by now.
It still throws us for a loop, though, when a number of the cycles sync up.
Then their effects get multiplied.
All you can do is wait it out.
Hang on for the ride.
Hope it evens out again.
It does even out again, right?

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Letter to Obama

So you've been [overwhelmingly] elected. We the people have spoken and we clearly stated we want change. We want positive change that will restore our full rights, that will diminish our economic hardships, that will reinvigorate our drive to participate in a true republic, that will earn peace towards America from a world in which we have shamed our namesake for so long. Are you up to this level of change? If any sort of mandate has been given, it certainly is this mandate and not that we will blindly follow behind another administration's blundering, harmful, destructive actions. Obama, are you willing to accept this mandate?
We the people have not raised our hands to elect someone who will be cowed by corporations or who will be pressured into selling out the people for the greed and/or interests of the corrupt few. Obama, are you ready to follow through on your promises?
There are many who didn't vote for you because they didn't believe you have what it takes. There are many who voted for you despite not believing you have what it takes. There are many who voted for you because they hope you have what it takes. Obama, will you let us all down? Prove to us that you can do it right- that you can do right by us all. Rather than just being the lesser of two evils, we want you to stand up and do some real good.
Your campaign slogan was "change we can believe in." I'm sure you put on fresh underwear every morning. That's change I can believe in. It's not the change I'm willing to settle for, though. Let's revamp the slogan. Now that you're not trying to do the campaign dance around the few delegates you couldn't afford to piss off, let's really vamp things up. Let's go with something like "radical change we can believe in." Let's go with "wide-sweeping change we can believe in." Let's go with "lots of positive change to benefit we the people that we have only previously dreamed of being able to believe in." Fulfill those dreams.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Working For The Man

I went downtown this morning around 9am and drove past the county courthouse. What I saw was disgusting. There was businessperson after businessperson wearing identical suits all walking almost completely in single file. And nobody was looking twice. No expressions. Just business as usual. How sad that there was no real life there, just the mechanical actions of a machine in motion.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Writing

I'm currently writing a story. I really like it. It follows the relationship (and all the drama that that entails) of two queer people as they struggle to define who they are together as well as where their comfort zones are. It's promising to be a beautiful piece with lots of contradictions and no rules.
I don't know what to do with it though. It's been suggested that I submit it to a writing contest for a gender symposium. I've thought about putting it out in zine form. I also thought about just doing an ongoing set of blog entries and post it here, entry by entry. Maybe I'll do all these things. We'll see. Of course, I also wouldn't be opposed to receiving a substantial publishers check for it either. A book deal would be quite welcome. Haha.