Coincidental with my Class of 68’ 50th high school reunion, the reports of Republicans bullying Dr. Christine Blasey Ford, who question her memory of the attempted rape by Supreme Court nominee, Brett Kavanaugh, it has thrown me into a bit of depression. I’ve been triggered.
I am here, in a motel room in San Jose, California, where in an hour my high school reunion is to take place.
Earlier this afternoon I drove to the two location where I was sexually abused and raped. I remember all the details. I may not know the name of my attackers, but my body and brain remember how it felt to be force to masturbate a man who was one of my paper route customers. I was 12 years old.
I resist to compulsion to go wash my hands for, God only knows, the millionth time.
Then there was the rape when I was 15 years old. Someone who purported to want to help me audition as a rhythm-guitar player in a garage band and had offered to drive me to a house in Willow Glen, a neighborhood in San Jose. But he …
Added a Postscript at 8:00 p.m. PDT on April 25, 2018
Five years ago I spent a week in Fort Lauderdale to attend a trans-related medical symposium. One of the highlights of the event was meeting Jazz Jenning and her mother in person. Jazz is the well-known trans girl who became famous when Barbara Walters interviewed her in 2008 at the age of five.
The other highlight was spending each night with my first cousin, Carlos, and his wife, who live in Ft. Lauderdale.
Carlos drove me to the airport on Tuesday for my return trip to Vancouver, via Chicago. Seconds after he drove away my phone vibrated. It was a text message from United Airlines telling me my 4:15 flight to Chicago was delayed until after 7:00 p.m.
I entered the airport and went to the United counter. I told them I had a problem. I was scheduled to catch a connecting flight to Chicago for Vancouver about the same time I would be boarding my plane in Ft. Lauderdale. There were no later flights from Chicago to Vancouver on Un…
the third Saturday in July of 2008, I took a leap of faith. It was
either that or leap to my death. As scared as I was of what lay ahead,
it was less frightening than the though of never having experienced what
it felt like to live authentically. I'm happy to still be here, as
A topic garnering much
attention in social sciences is intersectionality; the categorizations
of race, class, and gender as they apply to a given individual or
group, regarded as creating overlapping and interdependent systems of
discrimination or disadvantage.
Add to this idea the
questions we ask and the answers we get as we explore our world as
children and in our youth. What assumptions, expectations and
conclusions do we draw? Do they set us up for success or failure?
Same-sex attracted, and transgender and non-binary persons navigate and
view life through a lens that often makes them imagine a future that
is frightening. Fear of rejection, ridicule and abandonmen…