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Love and Marriage

Wednesday, June 3rd, 2009

OK, I’ll admit it: I’m really irritated with the headline currently on the home page of the University of Texas–”Gay Couples View Marriage as Legal Protection, Not Commitment Symbol, Study Shows.”

The story describes a study undertaken by researchers in the Department of Sociology, and includes this little tidbit:

According to the study, more than half of the respondents deemed commitment ceremonies as unimportant and pointless. However, all except for one of the participants said they would legally marry if they could, indicating the importance of legality for same-sex couples.

“Although trends regarding acceptability of ceremonies have shifted, most of the couples in our sample find at this point in their lives, formal public ceremonies are not practical or substantial enough in legal and social meaning to warrant their participation,” Reczek said. “However, if legal marriage were accessible, nearly all couples would participate for the legal, financial and social benefits.”

That may be the most romantic thing I’ve heard since a long-departed colleague married her longterm fiance because they were moving to another state and it would have been too much trouble to prove their common-law status so that she could get on his insurance.

I know that the spirit of the article is basically this: because of the newness of the idea of gay marriage, most couples have made a committment to each other in some way, either formally or informally.  Ray and I haven’t ever done anything formal, and we don’t wear rings, but I feel like we’ve made some sort of commitment to each other (haven’t we, honey?).  So, yes, among a certain subset of the gay population who’ve already made that commitment, the act of marriage really is just about making it official in the eyes of the law.

However, I’m waiting for someone out there–let’s say, a Bauer or a Dobson–will pick up this survey and wave it around as “proof” that gays are just trying to “redefine marriage” for the insurance benefits!  (I have the same problem with the phrase “redefine marriage” that I do with right wing Christians who proclaim that “Islam is trying to take over the world”–their real concern isn’t that gays will redefine marriage or Islam will take over the world; it’s that they’ll do it first, before they have a chance to do it themselves.)

Fortunately, Michael Steele (dear God, is that a porn star name or what?) has already decried gay marriage as a threat to small business for that very reason, so we don’t have to worry about the Republican party pushing civil unions anytime soon.

While, I suppose the survey isn’t saying anything that a lot of us don’t already know–but it doesn’t take into account the next generation who aren’t partnered up yet (the survey specifically looked at couples) who are looking at the gay marriage movement and are planning their lives accordingly. I guarantee that a good number of them aren’t going to be looking at marriage solely for the insurance benefits. Perhaps the next time our Sociology Department does a study on gay marriage, they could do well to remember that.

As it is, I have to wonder if they’ve done a bit of a disservice to the gay marriage movement.  Marriage may be about formalizing a relationship and gaining legal status before the law, but let’s not discount the notion of “relationship” in that equation.  After all, it’s the foundation upon which everything else is built.

12 of 12: May 2009

Tuesday, May 12th, 2009

It’s time, once again, for 12 of 12!

This month … the 12th falls once again on a Tuesday.  I’ll admit it, fellow 12ers, I’m tapped out.  I’m out of ideas on how to make a normal Tuesday in the office seem interesting, so this month I played around with post-processing and making the photos look cool after the fact.  Nearly all of these are presets for Lightroom that have been developed by the very cool Matt Kloskowski — if you like them, check out his Web site and download your own.

Anyway …

6:50 am: Tollway to heaven?

May09-1

On the way to work …

7:47 am: Wasting Water

May09-2

OK, maybe not.  The University does collect all of its wastewater and use it in the campus-wide cooling system.  But, damn, do they have to water those stupid ferns every morning?  It’s starting to look like Jurassic Park!

7:48 am: Iconic Architecture

May09-3

The Texas Union and the Tower atop the Main Building.  Doesn’t get more picture postcard-y than that!  I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating: my undergraduate institution looked like something that Stalin might have built to subdue Poland, so I do enjoy the limestone and red clay-tile roofs.

7:51 am: Stephen F. Austin is a Zombie!

May09-4

OK, I give up.  What do you think this mural is saying?

7:53 am: Shadow and Light

May09-5

The lady at Jamba Juice was taking too long to make my smoothie, so I started making her nervous by taking a picture of the shadow pattern on the floor.  That’ll learn ‘er.

8:49 am: Ready to work … ?

May09-6

We’re getting ready to publish a new edition of the book Year of the Elephant by the Moroccan writer Laila Abouzeid.  I offered to fund part of the publication if we can market the books to classrooms, which necessitates writing a study guide.  Somehow that wound up being my job.  So, I’m sitting here trying to send “go away” vibes while reading the book and taking copious notes.  The problem is that this tactic never works — I don’t really have space in my office to spread out while I read, but people interrupt me if I use the conference table.  I’ve got to find a better place to work on stuff like this.

10:25 am: Facebook silliness!

May09-7

Which Middle Eastern Dictator Am I?  Turns out I’m Hafez al-Asad from Syria!  Armed with this information, I can now safely declare my life complete.  (I would have guessed King Hussein of Jordan, but whatevs.)

3:11 pm: Playin’ with Clay

May09-8

I’m supposed to give a talk in a few weeks on “the Islamic City,” and, unlike other talks, I’ve decided not to wait until the last second to think about what I want to say on the topic.  However, there’s a bit of a problem with the ability to work uninterrupted that I previously mentioned.

But, look!  This guy who wrote this book made models of the city plans of the 7th century Arab cities with clay, and he published them in his book.  That’s so cool!  I want to do that.  I could … and probably have … drawn maps of medieval Cairo on cocktail napkins.

Why, yes, I am a massive dork.  Why do you ask?

5:31 pm: Doggie grin

May09-9

It’s already too hot to walk Mocha in the afternoons – it’s been in the mid 90s for the past two weeks (mid 30s for those of you who speak Celsius).  I’m trying to train her to get used to evening walks, but she still follows me around the second I get home.  It’s always me when she wants a walk, and Ray when she wants food.

5:35 pm: Baby Limes

May09-10

I’m trying not to be the obsessive plant stalker and inspecting my garden every day … just every few days.  I’ve got some Hungarian wax peppers almost ready to pick, and the lime tree has little baby limes all over it.  They’re about the size of a pistachio right now, but they’ll get there…all at once.  And then I’ll have to figure out what to do with dozens of limes.

6:03 pm: Party Planning

May09-11

Ray’s birthday is coming up, and so there will be a party.  I’m trying to make a shopping list so that I can hit the grocery tomorrow because Thursday evening will be spent wrapping jalapeños in bacon.  If you haven’t tried it, don’t knock it.

This is the fun kind of homework.  Certainly more fun than this:

May09-12

Yeah, I brought my work home with me.  Ray has to study tonight for his macroeconomics final, so I figured I’d make some productive use of the quiet time.  And I’d probably better stop posting my 12 of 12 and actually get to it!

Happy 12th everyone!

Summer Prep

Thursday, May 7th, 2009

I’ve been in denial for the past couple of weeks about the fact that we’re entering the hot season (we really only have two seasons here: hot and Hell).  Last weekend, however, I had to break down and ask Ray if we could turn on the air conditioning.  It’s really not that hot, but it’s been really rainy and the humidity is horrific.

I’m working on a presentation that I have to give next month, and, thanks to the advent of the InterWebz I can download PDF versions of articles from academic journals without leaving my office.  However, it became clear that there was a really useful book that lives only on the shelves of the HT section on the fourth floor of the Perry-Castañeda Library (how antiquated!).

And so, I had to revisit my summer preparation for crossing campus without acquiring massive sweat stains on my clothes.  It goes something like this:

1. Take the elevator down to the 1st floor and leave my building via the service entrance door in the back.

2. Depending on the level of heat and/or humidity, I can either cross the street and enter the rear of Parlin Hall or I can walk up the hill.  The stairs are on the outside of Parlin, so there’s not a huge advantage except that there’s air conditioning at the top of the incline.

3. Cross the South Mall and enter Batts Hall.  Batts Hall connects to Mezes Hall which connects to Benedict Hall.  There are internal stairs, but the air conditioning is extremely powerful.  BONUS POINTS if students are making out, sleeping, or crying in the stairwells.  EXTRA BONUS POINTS if the students making out are of the same sex, two or more students are spooning as they nap, or if it’s possible to determine without breaking stride why the student is crying.

4. Exit Benedict Hall through the rear door and take the footbridge across 21st Street to the Massive Concrete Monolith that is the UTC building.  Take escalator to ground level.  The escalator is external, but it’s an escalator and requires no physical effort on my part.

5. Walk the last few dozen meters to the entrance of the PCL.  Determine that books with call numbers prefixed HT are housed on the 4th floor and take elevator up.  Find desired book and spend some time investigating books filed next to it.  Find a couple others that might be useful.  One is in Arabic — most of it is in technical language that’s over my head, but the maps will be useful.

6.  Return to check-out area, transact with underpaid work-study student who identifies the language of my non-English book as “Islamic,” then attempts to scold me when I inform her that the book is “backwards” (checkout slips go in the front cover — on a book written in a right-to-left language the slip would, to the casual observer, appear at first glance to inside the back cover) by saying, “Well, maybe that’s the front to them.”  I consider pointing out that if I didn’t know that, I would have no reason to check the book out in the first place, but think better of it and leave.

7. Follow steps outlined above in reverse.  Return to office and discover that all books I checked out are completely useless.

So far, I’ve come up with similar plans for just about everywhere on campus I need to go.  It’s amazing the amount of air conditioning you can duck through ‘twixt here and there.

And, yeah … it’s Thursday :)

The Queen Boat, Reconsidered

Tuesday, November 11th, 2008

It’s been quite a while since I’ve written one of my long boring posts, so if you don’t like them, well, I’m sorry.

We had a guest lecturer on campus yesterday who got me thinking (which I am wont to do from time to time) about stuff I haven’t thought about in quite a while.  I’m not going to use his name because he made himself a bit infamous for reasons that have nothing to do with the talk he gave, and I don’t want people stumbling across my blog by seeking him out in Google.  If his topic sounds interesting, e-mail me and I’ll point you in the direction of his article.

The gist of his talk is something to the following effect: he argues that what he calls a “sexual binary”–namely that one must either identify as hetero- or homosexual–is a western notion that is being imposed on the rest of the world.  If this sounds post-colonialist, you’re not wrong (if you don’t know what post-colonialism is, don’t worry about it — I’m only passingly familiar with it as I think the concept that your thoughts have to be limited by a school of thought is kind of stupid).

His specialization is the Arab World, and his particular grief is that the West is imposing this sexual binary on the Arab World when human rights groups, NGOs, etc., identify a certain subset of the populace as gay or lesbian, even when those people may not identify as gay themselves.

For the record, I started having problems with this guy’s talk when he contradicted himself by suggesting that Arabs have learned the concept of being exclusively “gay” or “lesbian” from the West, but then later said that he knows there are Arabs who do identify as gay or lesbian and that’s OK.

Now, he’s not one of these guys suggesting that homosexuality is a western disease and that it’s an unnatural behavior learned from the West — what he’s saying is that in a good chunk of the world, sexuality is more polymorphous than a simple binary.  Men who are married to women and have children also have sex with men, for example, and that these societies have constructed space to allow this behavior.  What he’s arguing is that the insistence from outside that these people be recognized as “gay” and given rights that they’re not asking for is actually causing more harm than good.

And then he brought up the example of the Queen Boat.  The story is recapped as follows: in May 2001, police raided a nightclub in Cairo (the Queen Boat — it was one of the nightclubs that’s on a large boat that goes out for a two or three hour cruise on the Nile that are popular among tourists and Egyptians alike) that was a reputed gay hangout.  52 men were arrested and charged with debauchery (there being no law against gay sex in Egypt), and the trials spanned over months.

Several international gay rights organizations picked up the banner and pressured western embassies to take up the cause of Egypt’s “repression of homosexuality.”  The western gay press ran stories about “Egypt’s Stonewall.”

The problem was this: none of the men arrested identified themselves as gay, even under allegations of torture.  The gay press attributed this to a long-standing social stigma against homosexuality, but Our Speaker suggested another explanation: none of the men actually considered themselves gay.  Many, in fact most of them were married and had children.  Instead of being Egypt’s Stonewall, it was a trial that went nowhere, and with the exception of two men who’ve been in jail for years, most of them were free within a couple of months, badly embarrassed at having been accused of “licentious behavior.”  Several of them have since emigrated from Egypt (with wives and children).

Our Speaker argued that the international attention did more harm than good–Egypt at the time had no law against homosexual acts.  Parliament is now considering them, however, in response to the Queen Boat incident.

I was trying to digest all of this–I think he’s got a point, although I think there are problems with his analysis–when a friend of mine, an Egyptian doctoral candidate in history, raised her hand and made a counterpoint that I’d been waiting for.  The Egyptian government was, at the time, facing rising opposition from Islamist parties who were accusing the government of being corrupt and amoral, and were holding themselves to be the protectors of virtue.  Shortly thereafter, the Egyptian government sanctions a raid on a well-known gay nightclub that’s been operating for years and charges everyone on board with amoral behavior.  Coincidence?  She doesn’t think so, and neither do I.

Another example our speaker brought up was the novel/film ‘Omaret Ya’qubian (The Yacoubian Building), which was very popular the last time I was in Cairo in 2006.  Among the characters in the novel–which is a sort of Egyptian Peyton Place, following the lives of the inhabitants of an apartment building in downtown Cairo–is the self-identified homosexual character Hatem, who engages in a relationship with a Nubian soldier, Abed Rabbo.

Our Speaker argued that the novel is essentially Islamist in tone, even though the author clearly thinks he’s being very sophisticated.  Hatem, who lives alone and is the passive partner in the relationship (read: “bottom”) is identified as شاظ “shadh” (or “shaz,” as the Egyptians would pronounce it) which means deviant or pervert, but is also common street slang for gay.  (I started to have problems with his talk around this point, because he was saying that the book was mistranslated into English because shaz used to only mean “deviant” in a much broader sense, even though now anyone who reads the book would read it as “homosexual,” which the author is on record as having said is what he meant).

Abed Rabbo, on the other hand, is married and has a son, and is never identified as a shaz.  (Abed Rabbo later murders Hatem … well, it’s complicated).  Hence, Our Speaker puts forward the suggestion that the behaviour is only deviant because Hatem has sex exclusively with men, and exclusively in the passive role, for which he is “punished” with death at the end of the novel.

Again, he kind of has a point here, although I kind of think that Our Speaker would do well to review, for example, The Celluloid Closet for examples of early gay and lesbian characters in film, who almost always met a tragic end.  One of the explanations of this is that it helped anyone in the audience who was having conflicted issues about feeling sympathetic toward the gay character feel better when he or she “got what they deserved.”  Indeed, audiences who watched the film version of The Yacoubian Building were reputed to cheer Hatem’s death, even if they had been sobbing moments earlier when Abed Rabbo’s son took ill and died.

And then this got me thinking about Prop 8.  I know, it’s kind of crazy that thinking about the tenuous relationship between Islam and homosexuality in Egypt might have gotten me thinking about Prop 8 and the enormous backlash against the Mormons for funding it.  Believe me, I’m all for holding the church accountable for their part–but Californians actually voted for it.  I find it interesting (anthropologically speaking) that someone could stand in the election booth and vote for Barack Obama, arguably one of the most liberal Democrats to run for office in years, on the one hand while voting for Prop 8 on the other and see no contradiction.

What, I wonder, was the tipping point?  I don’t believe that it’s as simple as “the Mormons poured a bunch of money into the campaign and that’s why it passed” (note to Michael: I’m not saying that I don’t think it’s A reason, I’m saying that I don’t think it’s the ONLY reason.)

I don’t have answers to this, I’m merely posing the question: what made the people of what is, next to Massachusetts, considered the most liberal state in the Union decide not only to ban gay marriage but to retroactively alter the state constitution, thus potentially invalidating 18,000+ marragies already on the books?  The LDS campaign may have pushed it over the top (in fact, I’m fairly sure it did), but there was already a solid base to begin.

How could we have made history by electing our first black president and shattering the racial glass ceiling, but reaffirm separate-and-unequal status in several states all in one fell swoop?  Are we the sacrificial lamb being offered up?  “We’ll elect a black guy, but the immorality has to stop” — is that it? Trust me, I’m kind of used to it.  I live in Texas.

But it doesn’t make me happy about any of this.  It just makes me wonder what’s really going on here.

If I have any more thoughts, I’ll share.  You can, too.

Friday

Friday, November 7th, 2008

It’s Friday, praise Bob.

I’ve been a ball of stress for too long, and even though the stress part kind of had a denouement (note the usage of a $45 word) on Monday and then with the election on Tuesday night, I think I’ve forgotten how to relax.  I’ve just been on edge for too many weeks.

So, thanks to those of you who offered advice on which photos to send off to my iStockPhoto audition.  Turns out it was all for naught, as this was their response to me, sent barely a couple of hours later:

At this time we regret to inform you that we did not feel the overall composition of your photography or subject matter is at the minimum level of standard for iStockphoto. Please take some time to review training materials, resources and articles provided through iStockphoto. The photographs provided in your application should be your best work. Try and impress us, we want to see how you stand out from the crowd.

In other words, they think I suck.

I question whether or not my stuff is suitable as stock photography anyway.  It’s a bit particular, and I think their restrictions are annoying.  I happen to like my photos of pets, flowers, sunsets, and people.  So there.

Anyway.

I’m being swamped in a deluge of e-mails from California-based friends who are unhappy about the passage of Prop 8.  I, too, am unhappy about it, but I do kind of wonder whether going after the Mormons is really a good strategy.  I mean, look how well that worked for the Islamic world during the whole Danish cartoons thing. At the end of the day, it was the Californians who actually voted for the law which means that maybe the left coast isn’t as liberal as everyone thought.

More frightening to me is the Arkansas law that passed banning unmarried couples from adopting.  They try that shit here in Texas every legislative cycle (because we’re weird, legislative cycles are every two years), but the last time apparently there was so much laughter during the hearing that it never even made it to committee vote, let alone to the full house of delegates or onto the ballot.

So, it’s a mixed bag of emotions as we end the week here.  We have a new president-elect, and the Imperial reign of the Bushes is at an end, and the nation spoke loud and clear about how they felt about the last eight years.  That’s a big thumbs up.

On the other hand, homos always lose.  I feel for California.  We’ve had marriage banned here in Texas already.  In fact, we’ve had it banned twice.  We’ve gotten kind of used to being the failsafe punching bag.

And so, on that note.  It’s almost the weekend, and I plan to laze around and do as little as possible.  How ’bout you?

 

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