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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?

All over but the voting

Tuesday, November 4th, 2008

I’ve remarked to a couple of people this morning that I am actually feeling nauseous with anxiety over the outcome of today’s presidential election.

I was kind of this was the last time around, in 2004, when I was wholeheartedly in agreement with the oft-run photo of the British tabloid asking “How could [exact number of people who voted for Bush] be so stupid?” The idea of another four years of Bush was too hard to take, and–while I was one of the record number of people looking at the immigration Web sites for various other English speaking countries–what got me through it was knowing that there were only four years left.

Well, the four years are up. Back in the day, I thought to myself that John McCain would be a Republican president that I could live with, and maybe, to some extent, he still is. I definitely can’t live with her, however. No matter how silly Tina Fey’s dead-on portrayal on SNL is, what alarms me about her is that she’s opened the way up for every religious right nutjob and neoconservative policy wonk to declare McCain/Palin as “their” candidates.

I’ve had enough of the neocons. They’re after my job, you see, and I’d like them to go away.

The other thing that really has turned me off is the way that the Republicans have exploited the blatant xenophobia that’s been cultivated under eight years of Bush. All it takes is whispers in the hallway that Obama is Muslim to turn voters off of him.

So what? Muslims gave us algebra, the numbers we use, the ability to navigate across oceans. Muslim doctors provided Europe with medical textbooks that were still used in the 19th century. And they accepted the heliocentric view of the solar system long before the Europeans, and no one lost their head over it.

And, no, I haven’t forgotten 9/11. I just seem to be able to remember that 1,999,999,950 Muslims were NOT involved with the 9/11 plot as opposed to the 50 or so who were. One of those numbers is larger than the other. Kids, can you tell which one?

Oh, and let’s don’t even get started on the bit where politically Muslims and Evangelical Christians vote in a block on every major issue. Muslims are pro-life, in favor of the definition of marriage as between a man and a woman, pro-faith based initiatives, and would vote in favor of school prayer as long as provisions were made for non-Christian children to pray on their own. Heck, if the Dems were smart, they would have encouraged people to think Obama was Muslim and encouraged Evangelicals to think that this meant he was their candidate.

The other thing that I find ironic, by the way, is that the whispers about Obama being Muslim are completely incompatible with the other whispers in the hallway that his Christian preacher is a black supremacist — you can’t have it both ways, folks!

I was a bit stunned this morning when I read that there have been legal challenges filed against Obama’s eligibility to run based on rumors that he wasn’t born in the US.

Allow me to go on record: I don’t think Obama is perfect. Far from it. He’s a bit young. He’s a bit inexperienced. But if we’ve learned anything from the Bush administration, it’s that the president’s experience doesn’t matter if he surrounds himself with people that know what they’re doing, and Obama has definitely done that.

What does McCain have? Karl Rove and a woman who thinks dinosaurs ran around with cave men.

It’ll all be over soon. But I’m on pins and needles. C’mon, America. Prove we’re better than that. For once. Please.

A wish for peace that works

Wednesday, December 12th, 2007

Well, it’s December. It’s that time of year when we all get together and make nice-nice and celebrate the [symbolic] birth of our Lord and Savior (if you’re Christian), the prophet ‘Issa bin Maryam (if you’re Muslim), that dude everyone uses to justify being nasty to people (if you’re just about anyone else) and wish people peace and love by shooting them in malls in Nebraska, blowing up car bombs in Algiers and Beirut, and talking about maybe eventually thinking about the possibility of beginning negotiations between Israelis and Palestinians.

And it seems that His Imperial Eminence the Pope has announced that gay marriage is an obstacle to world peace. According to the Vatican, and I quote:

“Presenting the nuclear family as the ‘first and indispensable teacher of peace’ and the ‘primary agency of peace,’ the 15-page document links sexual and medical ethics to international relations. ‘Everything that serves to weaken the family based on the marriage of a man and woman, everything that directly or indirectly stands in the way of its openness to the responsible acceptance of new life … constitutes an objective obstacle on the road to peace,’ Benedict writes.”

As someone who works in Middle Eastern Studies, I must admit to being torn here. I’m so used to reading about how Muslims are out to destroy the universe that I keep forgetting that it’s really the gays who are hell bent on bringing Western civilization to an end. Thank heaven Mike Huckabee is there to remind me.

And if you’re gay and Muslim: RUN!!!!!!

I’ve read a lot of poppycock in my day on both topics (no, Virginia, Muslims are not hiding under your bed and waiting for you to fall asleep so that they can staple a hijab on your head. Really), but I would like to respond to the pope’s message with the following well-reasoned and eloquent answer:

Are you fucking kidding me with this shit?

Seriously. India and Pakistan got nukes pointed at each other. The Taliban keep coming back in Afghanistan, despite the best attempts of spin doctors between here and Kabul to convince us that we’re “winning.” Iran might be after nuclear weapons, or they might not — it’s pretty obvious we don’t actually know. Lebanon is on the verge of disintegrating (again). Iraq has disintegrated, and we’re trying to put it back together. Al-Qaeda is blowing up office buildings in Algeria. AIDS is still going to kill a third of Africa. The ice caps are melting faster than we originally thought, and yet we’re still having a debate about whether or not global warming is real or imagined. There’s a world financial crisis triggered by something called the “sub-prime mortgage market” that I don’t actually understand, I just know that I spent a ridiculous amount of money in Canada because apparently the American dollar isn’t worth the cloth it’s printed on (and yes, American dollars are printed on cloth, not paper. Look it up.)

But, no, clearly what’s causing all of this — even all that stuff going on in countries where they don’t like gays (which are just about all the ones I’ve mentioned, ‘cept Canada)–is that gay people can’t get married. Thanks so much for the clarification.

This, for the record, is one of the many, many reasons why I lost my respect for organized religion a long time ago. If it sounds like groupthink and it quacks like groupthink, it’s groupthink. If you ask me, organized religion is the biggest threat to world peace we have. If God is a formless being who lives on another dimension — why’s the pope so rich, exactly?

It’s too bad we can’t just get along because we’re all human and embrace our differences rather than reviling each other over them. Once we take the fear out of the “other,” we understand ourselves better.

So, that’s what I want for Christmas: a peace that works. Who’s with me?

4:28 and counting.

Monday, December 3rd, 2007

I’m ready to go home now.

I came in to work late today, since I got home around 9:30 last night and went straight to bed. This traveling thing is exhausting! I’m really happy that I’m home for a while. I do enjoy getting out there and going places, but air travel is such a pain in the butt these days — especially since everything was running late yesterday due to the storms in the midwest. Thank Bob for the fact that Southwest Airlines runs a non-stop between Austin and San Diego. I don’t know why they do, but they do, and it was nice to be one of the few people in the San Diego airport not having a meltdown about whether or not they were going to make their connecting flight.

When we left off, I was complaining about the conference organizers lying about where my hotel was in relation to the convention center (five minute walk my ass). I think Shin’s reaction when I told him pretty much sums it up: “Um, noooo.”

I met up with Shin on Saturday night, and he took me far far away from convention hell. It was fun to get to meet someone I’ve been corresponding with for months, and he showed me around town and took me up to Hillcrest which is the trendy, bohemian area. (Nowhere near as in-your-face as Montreal’s Village, which is fine with me.) At one point, we drove past the street corner where he took the photo on his blog’s banner, although (as usual) I wasn’t looking in the right direction.

San Diego reminds me a lot of El Paso (note to San Diegans: that’s not a bad thing). A lot of the old district has that same mission-style-meets-art-deco look that buildings in El Paso have. It’s a very pretty town, and I can definitely see why people want to live there. It’s also very expensive. At some point, I was blathering on about something being expensive in Austin, before I had that moment of self-awareness and asked Shin, “You probably have absolutely no sympathy for me, do you?” I mean, I’m still not paying $3.00 a gallon for gas. (It’s $2.99 in a lot of places, but we ain’t hit $3 yet.)

After showing me around, we ended the evening at a little corner hangout around the corner from his old apartment, and Shin knew everyone there. In fact, he seemed to know everyone everywhere we went. It made me a little nostalgic for my big city days, although I can’t say I miss the price tag that went with them. (It was fun going to the gayest diner I’ve ever been to, though. At one point a PFLAG mom and her son were actually sashaying up one of the aisles. Definitely don’t see that in Austin … or if you do, I’m not going to the right places.)

Anyway, it’s my turn to show off Austin if and when Shin works his way in this direction.

On Sunday, after Natalie stood me up for breakfast (I’m not bitter…really. I just didn’t get in until midnight and was up at 7 because I thought I was meeting someone and was exhausted all day as a result, but I’m fine with it. Honest.)

Sandra Day O’Connor was the closing keynote speaker of the conference. The woman is a firecracker! Jeez, she was sharp witted and pointed, and really has taken quite the exception to this whole “activist judges” thing. She gave a very strong defense of the independent judiciary on several fronts, and I could see the woman in front of me getting really agitated. Justice O’Connor was talking about things like abortion and gay marriage, and the detention of enemy combatants at Guantanamo. I told Natalie later that I realized that she wasn’t actually defending any of those issues (well, abortion and gay marriage — she was clearly not happy about the enemy combatants), but rather saying that in each case a court had been asked to rule on the legality or illegality of something and sought to interpret the law. In essence: what she was saying was that not the judge’s fault if no one wrote the Massachusetts state constitution in such a way that makes it clear that marriage is between a man and a woman, and that she’s disappointed that the reaction to rulings that upset people is to censure the judges. As she put it, “If judges aren’t issuing rulings that make people unhappy, they’re not doing their jobs.”

It was a truly great speech, and I was horrified when the last person who got to ask a question turned out to be one of those 9/11 conspiracy theorists who wanted to her to open an inquiry into “what truly happened that day.” She handled the response with much more class than I would have.

Afterwards, Natalie and I wandered around the Gaslamp District looking for lunch, and eventually wound up at the downtown branch of the same eatery I’d gone to with Shin the night before (I knew the prices were reasonable, especially after looking at a bunch of other menus in the Gaslamp District). I remarked as we sat down, “I think this place is a little less gay than the one in Hillcrest,” and was cut off by our waiter, a Latino man whose spiritual inspiration was clearly Agador-Spartacus, Hank Azaria’s über-gay Guatelaman houseboy in The Birdcage, who was bringing us water and attitude, sister!.

And so. I’m home now, for a while, and can reconnect with some long-neglected friends here and hopefully relax a bit. There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home …

 

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