Firstly, I’m not entirely comfortable discussing non-Anglo colonialism, because I literally don’t have any idea what to say about anything that isn’t rehashed thoughts of other people that aren’t at all understandable anyway (rehashed ideas rarely are.)
I’m not educated enough to be coherent, I don’t know history or culture and I don’t understand nearly enough to be able to critically analyse at the drop of a hat. What I do know is that there are a great deal of fantastic people talking about events- like the Palestinian-Israeli occupation that should be heard over myself.
As for the Pride Parade. Queer people aren’t some magical people that are 100% offence/violence excempt people made of rainbows and sunshine and justice. There are queer Israeli people (and yes women) who will fly that flag, and I feel like images like the post in question need to circulate to show that yes, Queer Pride exists alongside super horrible things.
Pride Parades exist in Israel. I cannot stop that.
The point of pride parades varies. Sometimes they are for great and beautiful things and intersectional and for justice. Sometimes they erase some of their own community and fight for assimilated equality. I cannot stop this. I cannot influence this.
I would go as far as to say that 3/4ths of the world currently has entire countries built on stolen land. Heck, I’m from Australia and I can definitely say that colonialism and occupation doesn’t stop Pride Parades. I’m not suggesting at all that I condone this, because I don’t- but I feel like images like this need to be shared to show the entirety of the queer community. We are not exempt from perpetrating violence, but in the end I cannot stop flags from being flown, and erasing the bad in the Queer Community is damning the Queer Community to falling into our own narrative of ‘do no wrong’. Pride parades in theory are wonderful, but not always in practice.
But in the end, I cannot write a damning critique for everything, because I literally cannot know everything about the world, and because these critiques already exist in the world, from people who have more of a right to speak than I.
As always, our ask box exists because of this. So that people can write in and tell us about things, and I fully expect that people will send us asks after this and. I encourage that. I am grateful that you took the time to write in to us, and I will endeavour to learn and be more considerate, but in the end we need to show the reality of the Queer Community as flawed people, the reality of Pride clashing with other issues.
Note: Look, I have about 5 hours/week for this blog, usually less considering that university is cutting deeply into my time. I literally don’t have the time to engage with everything, and spend time working thoughts into words or reading up on occupations and colonialism around the world to make those words make sense when I’m not even getting 8 hours of sleep a day. I trust that you wonderful folks will engage with this blog to help support that, but I do feel like this needs to be expressed.
Afraid I don’t, but I’m sure our followers have a few ideas!
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My family is from Nigeria, and my full name is Uzoamaka, which means “The road is good.” Quick lesson: My tribe is Igbo, and you name your kid something that tells your history and hopefully predicts your future. So anyway, in grade school, because my last name started with an A, I was the first in roll call, and nobody ever knew how to pronounce it. So I went home and asked my mother if I could be called Zoe. I remember she was cooking, and in her Nigerian accent she said, “Why?” I said, “Nobody can pronounce it.” Without missing a beat, she said, “If they can learn to say Tchaikovsky and Michelangelo and Dostoyevsky, they can learn to say Uzoamaka.”
Bella Naija, 2014 (x)
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An Indian woman, a Japanese woman, and a Syrian woman, all training to be doctors at Women’s Medical College of Philadelphia, 1880s. (Image courtesy Legacy Center, Drexel University College of Medicine Archives, Philadelphia, PA. Image #p0103) (x)
The Indian woman, Dr. Anandi Gopal Joshi, was the first Indian woman to earn a degree in Western medicine, and also believed to be the first Hindu woman to set foot on American soil.
The Japanese woman, Dr. Kei Okami, was the first Japanese woman to obtain a degree in Western Medicine.
The Syrian woman is Dr. Sabat Islambooly. Her name is spelled incorrectly on that photograph.
For those interested, here’s more information on other women of color who attended and graduated from Women’s Medical College of Philadelphia in the past, with a focus on the Japanese-American women they accepted during the US WW2 internment of Japanese-Americans.
Very interesting info! Thanks for this.
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