[...] Using the word genderqueer to describe myself is hard. For a long time, it felt like a word that was fundamentally not mine. Like a word that other, more masculine, more entitled-to-it people had the power to take away. Before I met [my ex], genderqueer was the property of female-assigned people who ape a kind of masculinity that I find privileged and pompous. None of the genderqueers I met in college – and I've been out since I was 11, but college was the first time I heard people using the term in any kind of wide-spread way – none of those people had genders like mine. They were skinny, wealthy, WASP-y, self-described “tranny b-o-i-z,” sporting trucker caps and workshirts when they'd never actually driven a fucking truck in their entire trust-funded lives. They talked a lot about the evils of other peoples' privilege without examining their own. They were devotees of hipsterism, and drinksterism, and the “We'll have sex with hot femme girls, but we won't let them actually talk” School of Butch Chauvinism. They were the Dude-Bro's of the genderqueer world. You know who I'm talking about?I was not expecting to get quite such a resounding "YES!!!" from the audience. It was hella comforting, and -- as cheezy as it sounds -- really renewed my faith in my dyke community. Anyway, Julia and I will have footage from the show up soon. I'll link to pictures and audio/video footage then.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
I'm still a little verklempt...
Girl Talk was just flat-out incredible. Bless you & thank you, Ryka, Tina, Lauren, Nomy, Rose, Dorian, & Julia. You were all engaging and brilliant. Right now, I want us all to take over the world. Or at least go on tour together. ;)
My favorite moment from my individual reading was the audience response to this excerpt:
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Awesome. Had I been there, you'd have gotten an "oh HELL yes" from me, too. :c)
It makes me want to yell a resounding YES! too, and then I read the end, and that's exactly what happens.
Dude-bros indeed, it's exactly the sort of check-your-privilege-at-the-door rant that I think we need more of.
you just got one more HELL YES!
lol I am possibly co-presenting a GQ workshop at Southern Comfort this year (where there are likely to be a lot of GQ dudebros) and it is My Responsibility to talk about that issue.
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