Sometimes, I dream that I am dead, and at the funeral, and on my headstone and in my obituary, I am repeatedly dead-named.
But saying you represent us is not the same as including us. Speaking for us does not empower us.
I have no doubt that the writers and editors at Vanity Fair are sympathetic to the Transgender Movement. Let’s hope that the visibility Trans America brings to our community moves us closer to equality than it does to further commodification.
Try harder, I tell them. What choice do you have?
The truth is in our stories, and we must be willing to tell our stories. We must remain visible, at least that is what I want so desperately to believe.
Star 105 is a rock radio station in Toledo, and one of its DJs, Denny Schaffer, and the marketing team at the station thought that a billboard mocking a Trans … Continue reading
whole and forgotten; where dreams/
descend like a tongue from a mountain/and slip into the mouth of an ocean
We needed comfort, and you made sure we knew that we would find very little if any at MichFest. It was a good festival, and it could have been even more incredible if only you had reached out to us and told us, “We see your pain and we recognize it as our own. You will find some comfort here.”
“The voices of the two sibling birds are already indistinguishable in the chorus of the flock, and they have become invisible. It is a matter of survival and it is the most important rule of the flock.”
Knowing only one thing about someone can be a dangerous thing because when we make decisions and come to conclusions about others in the context of just one story the problems of prejudice, negative stereotypes, and the policies of discrimination take root. If we’re not careful, we run the risk of only ever knowing people who are the mirror image of ourselves, and everyone else becomes the demonized “other”, like Mary Shelley’s monster, Frankenstein.