Safe space
I'm rapidly reaching the conclusion safe space is an illusion. If we wish to be safe, then we have to be wise in our choices of where we - wait a minute...
it makes me crazy when some argue how we dress, or where we go might be contributory to sexual assault...
yet here I am about to conclude we are only as safe as the cyber bubble we carve out for ourselves, moment by moment.
No space can be completely safe, because we are all free thinking beings, and at any given moment someone might surface that doesn't much care for me for my looks, my gender, my orientation...
but my idealist inclinations and my overall optimism keeps telling me we can create our own safe spaces.
I'm inclined to play on places where there is debate, and debate is not always conducive to I'm ok, you're ok interaction. On those spaces, perhaps it is not safe space, but rather allies who give us some semblance of safety.
Both have taken heavy hits over the past two weeks. In one instance, people who are normally allies of the lgbt community expressed misgivings - rather strongly - over Day of Silence, professing that DOS should be left at the door of a classroom. Interestingly, the National Education Association has info on DOS on their website - advocating in a positive way. No mention of leaving silence at the door. Please don't claim unconditional support for the lgbt community if you then remove one of the few ways a student can positively express their support for an end of ill treatment of gay folk.
And within dyke space itself, sad doings I simply won't bother going into. Suffice it is to say I've had to walk away from a community that was rapidly disintegrating into unequal subsets of the once vibrant and larger community. It saddens me that things could not be worked out, that my concerns were not seen as valid... and I thank another for standing by me at the price of her own involvement. Thank you.
I'll be taking my mind elsewhere in a few moments, but... for those of you who are accepting, who have given me a safe place, who have encouraged, perhaps prodded, hugged, perhaps mildly rebuked, loved, nurtured, given and accepted friendship and such... thank you.
