Sunday, May 30, 2010

David Laws: Huge Fucking Hypocrite.

I have been trying to examine why I feel so incensed by the calls for sympathy for David Laws. Journalists, politicians, various bloggers and an editorial in today's Observer, insist that we feel some sympathy for this man who claims he cheated on his MP's expenses because he was too scared to come out of the closet.

I have been in the closet, I know it can be terrifying. It's a close, suffocating place, filled with fear of both imaginary and real horrors. You imagine an ex-lover breaking your mother's heart by sending her photographs of the two of you in a casual embrace. You fantasise about your best friend shutting her front door in your face after she realises you have been lying to her for years. You visualise work colleagues scurrying for the exits every time you walk into the bathroom.  Whenever someone asks "How was your weekend?" or "What did you do for your birthday?" you flinch before muttering one of several previously prepared evasive, dismissive answers.
Sometimes, tired of all the deception and "privacy",  you think about coming out. You envy the freedom  enjoyed by your (seemingly) heterosexual friends and colleagues. They share anecdotes and cute little stories about their loved ones. They expresses their crushes and desires, endlessly droning on about Colin Firth or Russell Crowe. They talk freely about their holidays or refurbishments to their homes. They don't have to pretend to have separate bedrooms. How much closer to people would you be if you didn't have to hide so much of your life? How much easier would it be to escape the isolation?

But then you look at all those out queers and you see so many of them struggling. Because you're closeted you hear the homophobic remarks that follow behind them. You see the looks secretly exchanged by the homophobes when some queen sashays by. You hear stories about people being ostracised by their families, about people being attacked, beaten up - killed! The closet might be a horribly suffocating, painfully isolating, terribly cold and dreary place, but at least it's safe. It's safe and most of the time it's comfortable.  "Anyway", you say to yourself, "there's something slightly delicious about having a secret lover". The two of you don't need anyone else. You enjoy each other immensely, alone in your little bubble, why mess that all up by telling people about it? Stay safe, stay comfortable.

I imagine that the closet is much more comfortable for someone like David Laws than it was for me. As a black woman from a council estate in South London one could argue that I had a lot less to lose. I was already missing out on the privileges that come with being male, being white, being wealthy, why not abandon the heterosexual privileges as well? You see, because as well as being stifling, the closet is a place you remain to maintain your privileges. Which is all well and good for a private citizen, but for someone in political office it's completely unacceptable.

By hiding his homosexuality David Laws was sending  the message that he understood, (subconsciously at least), that sexuality is more than just a private matter. He's saying he knows that by coming out people put themselves at risk and, to a certain extent, become second class citizens in this country. He's saying he understands that there are very real economic, social and health inequalities brought about through capitalism, and these inequalities are disproportionately experienced by queers. He saying he understands these inequalities have a substantial impact on well being of millions of LGBT people worldwide. By extension, he's saying he understands that the proposed age of austerity will disproportionately affect queers because they are queer. He's saying he understands that if queers are going to be disproportionately affected, then so are women, people from black Asian and minority ethnic communities, people living with disabilities and the working class. By staying in the closet he's saying he understand all that, but he doesn't give a shit.

Well, Fuck Him. He's basically a HUGE fucking hypocrite. I understand the pain and discomfort of being dragged out of the closet. However, his desire for wealth and political power in a neo-liberal government hell-bent on destroying public services means he can get stuffed. If he wants to be part of a government that insists there needs to be inequality, then he deserves to experience the sharp end of that inequality like so many queers already do. Go straight to the back benches, Do Not Pass Go and count yourself lucky you ain't sleeping on the streets tonight.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Climate Shame

I have so many thoughts crashing through my head at the moment. The Copenhagen Accord, which was announced today at COP15, falls so short of expectations that I cannot even begin to analyse the implications. It is not just the implications for averting catastrophic climate change, it is the political implications for every global issue we come across from now on. If we could not move toward change on this, what hope is there for anything else?

This is an emergency. Copenhagen was a chance for us to respond to that emergency. Instead our leaders sought to respond to science, with which they fundamentally agree, with an Accord that is downright mystifying to anyone who understands what is at stake. This is not just about the poor people, we will ALL lose with this.

I know people are sat there thinking that if it was truly a problem the leaders would have done something about it. The lack of political will shown by the US, China, South Africa and India has probably left most people thinking there might not be that much of a problem to answer after all. Or maybe, there is a quick technological fix that will be found at the last minute, it happens in the movies after all.

Well, let me just dispel the technological argument right now using the example of the search for a vaccine against HIV. We are over 25 years into the epidemic and a vaccine that will be distributed globally and provide sufficient protection and see HIV  eliminated is, at the very least, 5-10 years away. Even if it is discovered tomorrow, once we get through all the trials and find the money for roll out and do all the things we need to do, elimination of this disease is probably 40-50 years away. We would have lived with pandemic HIV for around 75 years by then. Millions of dollars, man hours and lives will have been lost by the time we get there - if we do.

We do not have the same time luxury with green house gases and climate change as we do with the search for an HIV vaccine. We do not have 75 years or 50 years or even 25 years. We have 10. The compromises we make politically are as legally binding to the planetary ecosystem as the Copenhagen Accord is to the US, China and all those other countries. The climate is not going to wait while we slowly come around to the idea that we cannot sustain the constant growth in emissions. We have until 2020, at the very latest, for emissions to peak; after that we will have destabilised the climate to a point where there is no return.

When a person goes on hunger strike their body adapts to the changes in food and water intake. Their metabolism adjusts and they can live for many days without food. After a while organs begin to fail and after a certain point it is too late -  even if that person starts eating again they will die. Our planet is no different, only it won't die, we will - in our millions.

Right now, I have no real feeling of hope about any of this. It may look better in the morning, but tonight it just looks like greenwash. Obama is right, the Copenhagen Accord is meaningful. It means that millions more people will suffer just because a few people wanted to stay rich for a little while longer.

We should all feel deeply ashamed about how we have failed our planet.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Countdown to Cop15

Well, I am up late and I have much time to kill so I thought I'd post here. In a couple of hours I am off to Copenhagen to join with thousands of others to ensure that our leaders - both elected and unelected - do not sign a suicide pact that'll condemn us all.

I cannot stress enough how much this summit means. In my own personal terms I am taking a 20 hour train journey at great cost so that I can play my small part in all this. It feels like nothing, but this is both the most and the least I could do. If I had had to walk there I would have done so.

I can understand that it seems crazy to many people. The media have cast those who can see the immediate importance of a strong climate change mitigation as liars, freaks, cheats, religious fanatics, treehuggers and anarchists. Over the past ten years climate scientists have grown frantic in their calls for something to be done in order for us to continue to maintain our civilisation with minimum disruption. The calls remain unheeded by much of the populace and almost zero political will has been forthcoming from those that govern us. Column inches abound but while journalists and politicians equivocate over scientific ideas long rejected by over 97% of climate scientists, we waste valuable time and large-scale ecological injustice is now almost inescapable.

Almost. We still have time and we absolutely must ustilise all our collective power to ensure that the Copenhagen Protocol if fair, ambitious and binding. A useless protocol, one that refuses to acknowledge all the science or one that is a suicide pact between rich nations, will ruin us. There is no exaggeration here; if you want an idea of the problems that will lie ahead for us all, please, just switch on the news.

So, what can you do?

Join your local climate change demonstration this Saturday. I will be representing myself in Copenhagen, you can represent yourself in your locality. Failing that contact your leaders and demand they take real action. Write a letter or an email. Phone them. Do something to let them know you will not sit still while they bargain away this planet's future.

Well I'm going to shower now. My train is in 3 hours and I'm nervous as all hell.

Good luck in your activism.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Rod Liddle: Fuck off and Die.

I have a grudging respect for people who get paid to write a weekly column. They have to deal with the pressure of putting down words to a deadline. On the other hand, they do get paid and they do get to shape the  minds of thousands of people worldwide. It's a lot of pressure and occasionally some folk must feel completely overwhelmed by the task at hand.
One can only assume this is what happened to Rod Liddle when he sat down to write in The Spectator this week. Don't get me wrong, his column is usually dreadful, but this week he surpassed himself with one of the most racist ramblings I've read in years.

Here's his argument: multiculturalism in Britain doesn't work because two morally repugnant young men tried to murder a pregnant 15 year old girl.

http://www.spectator.co.uk/rodliddle/5601833/benefits-of-a-multicultural-britain.thtml

Go on, read it for yourself. I'm sure that it makes prefect sense to some people. But I just don't see how he's worked this one out. "Goat curry"? What the fuck does that even mean? Let's forget that one of these men is of Nigerian descent or that both these young men probably were raised and socialised in the UK. Those are just incidental facts that get in the way of the main thrust of the argument: people from Black, Asian and other minority ethnic communities make Britain a worse place to live.

The crippling recession, the unfair, unjust corporate favoured, neo-liberal policies of the Blair and Brown governments are bad, but what makes it oh-so-much-worse are the presence of African Caribbean "human filth". African Caribbeans commit the most crime in London (untrue, but let's stick with it for now) and they have contributed nothing good to this country other than food and music. I'm sure Rod Liddle doesn't think this is a racist stance. He's sure of the supremacy of British culture and traditions. He knows that if African Caribbeans weren't here, this country would be better.


It's not wise to focus on one person; Rod Liddle is not the only one to express such views. The appearance of this article simply indicates just how far to the right this country has moved. It also indicates the desperate and serious financial situation we are in globally. As the ongoing economic downturn  converges to meet the very real possibility of climate catastrophe, those most responsible, with the most to lose, are looking for scapegoats and distractions. It's a story from history that is both familiar and immediately recognisable as the foundation of brutal, authoritarian, draconian regimes. It's a story that often ends in the state sanctioned murder and incarceration of minority and/or impoverished peoples. It's the raw bones of fascism, imperialism and colonialism.

As things around us begin to unravel, I expect to read more and more articles about racial hygiene (as it was once known). I expect the revival of ideas about racial and cultural superiority to continue to gain currency in science, media and the arts. But I also expect a backlash. I and many others will not sit still while this happens.  I will stand up and be counted, so that Rod Liddle, Nick Griffin, Benyamin Nethanyahu and all their supporters know that they will not go unchallenged. We will not allow them to destroy our lives with their oppression, their violence or their limited visions for humanity. We claim this world for the good people and they can fuck off and die.



Thursday, August 20, 2009

Tips on being a black woman runner

When I saw Caster Semenya running in the 800m heats of the World Athletics Championship, I said to myself "She's wearing the wrong outfit". Rather than don the ubiquitous running knickers and sports bra, so popular with all the other women, she opted for cycling shorts and a running vest that just wasn't "strappy" enough. When you compare Semenya to Carmelita Jeter, the USA 100m Bronze medal winner, you can begin to see where the young South African went wrong. Jeter's physique is similar to Semenya's and neither woman is endowed with fine facial features. But Jeter, an African American, understands the pressures of Western femininity and preemptively strikes out at anyone who might dare say she looks like a man. Her arsenal of feminizing weapons include a range of male identified adornments, including the teeny tiny bikini running outfit.

So here's some tips for Semenya and anyone like her on how to pass as a woman so the suspicions of a bunch of old fuckwits from IAAF aren't aroused. Do this and you won't be subjected to a bunch of humiliating and degrading "gender" tests under glare of the media.

  1. Straightened hair / hair weave.
    Nothing says "I'm a woman" for black women of the more muscular build like a long horse batty hair weave. Failing that, if you want short hair then it's gotta be processed, straightened and slicked to your head. If you're a black woman and you want to keep your hair natural then dreads or twists are acceptable. Steer clear of corn rows or cain rows as these have been appropriated by black male hip hop stars.

  2. Make up.
    Do feel free to cake on the lipstick, mascara and eye shadow as this will assure any doubters that you care about looking attractive to straight men. Jeter actually goes one step further and wears false eyelashes - a brilliant move that DOES NOT, I repeat DOES NOT make her look like a drag queen.

  3. Pencilled in eye-brows.
    It's important that you pluck your eyebrows until they disappear and then draw them in again with a black pencil. The eyebrow arc must be about 15mm above the natural location of your eyebrows as this indicates what you might look like during exhilarating, really super hot straight sex with a man with a huge penis.

  4. False nails
    Being a woman is about being uncomfortable and while many women have learned to live with 12 inch acrylic nails soldered onto their fingers, it does take quite a bit of getting used to. Like make up, false nails show that you care about attracting men and are willing to sacrifice being able to wipe your arse without lacerating your labia.

  5. Earrings
    Hoops and long dangly, sparkly pink ones are best. Steer clear of studs as men are also permitted to wear studs.

  6. Skimpy knickers and bra top
    It's all about skin, skin, skin. It's not just enough to wear skin tight lycra - after all, the fact that your body is 95% muscle means that your breasts are more memory than mammary. You need to reassure all viewers of your femininity by showing as much bare flesh as possible. Being nearly naked indicates your gender far better than actually being naked as women are modest.
In addition, do ensure that you bust into tears when you win, showing your soft side. Also clap your hands delicately and smile. Don't pump your fist.

Caster Semenya has actually been fantastic about the way the IAAF have treated her. She's said that she doesn't give a damn, admirable in a 18 year old kid. They are planning on making her undergo not only chromosomal and hormonal testing but psychological and gynaecological tests too. The mind boggles at what psychological markers they will be using to "prove" she is woman enough to run as a woman. Black Looks has suggested that what the IAAF is doing is gender terrorism a sentiment I agree with 100%.

Disclaimer: I understand the complexities of determining the sex of an athlete. I also understand that the suspicions are not simply down to the way she looks but the way in which she has taken the sport by storm. Additionally, I realise that much of this has to do with bias against Athletics South Africa. However, my main issue is with the stupid shitty criteria used by the IAAF to determine sex and the way in which this case has been handled in the media. Completely fucking bogus.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Equality

Disclaimer: I've given myself approximately twenty minutes to type this post & post subsequent link on Twitter before I go home, so if it's filled with spelling mistakes, grammatical horrors, inaccuracies or all around Gibber, you know why.

Quick recap: @blacknerds hosted a debate on Twitter today, that against all odds I found myself sucked into. I was steadfastly trying to ignore it and concentrate on doing dull administrative tasks, but Tweets kept catching my eye. The debate was about light skinned vs dark skinned black people (I'm gonna use the term black as it's inclusive of all those in the African diaspora, whereas African American isn't).

In essence, it seems that some people were arguing that the light skinned people - those who past the notorious paper bag test no doubt- have access to more privileges than dark-skinned people. The lighter you are, the more society favours you.

While I can accept that to a certain extent, and I appreciate that Western perceptions of beauty are very much influenced by this which in turn has a negative impact on how many black people see themsleves, I see no evidence that those of us who are light experience significant advantages on a global or even national level.

To me, this division is internal. While it may have its basis in historical notions of white supremacy and certain elements of it are perpetuated by the media, I don't think there is any evidence to suggest that the benefits of being lighter are significant.

A colleague of mine recently completed a study where she spoke to black Caribbean males & females aged 16-24 about sexual health needs. A lot of the young girls expressed preferences to light skinned guys, with "good hair" so they could have pretty babies. This is disturbing on many levels, but I don't think this suggests that we must see this light vs dark division as anything other than a distraction.

Because let's face it race, as a socially contructed phenomenom, isn't just about colour. And the discrimination faced by black people of all shades isn't just about race: it's about class, gender, sexuality, disability - the works.

So rather than further divide ourselves trying to decontruct, analyse and solve an issue that really isn't an issue, perhaps it's best to focus on what we are trying to achieve: equality for everyone.

Shit. Two minutes over my time.