Saturday, 30 July 2011

On 'playing gay' in a 'straight world'.

No, this isn't a post about me pretending to be something I'm not. The story of my life in the closet is far too broad (i.e. novel) to put in one post, perhaps piece by piece over time, it will be easier to swallow. Ergh, bad choice of words right there...

Anywho, trolling Samesame I came across this story:


An interesting read about things very current in my life:

The current state of queer policy in schools

Regional schooling and homophobia

Putting on kick-ass productions with gay characters involved.

Recently, Mendooran Central has decided that we are going to stage a production of "Two weeks with the Queen" in which one of the sub-plots involves a gay couple, one man suffering AIDS and the other watching him die. The storyline is both beautiful and topical. It calls upon the audience to appreciate a gay coupling as a normal and respectable thing. One man deeply in love with another. They are made to examine homophobia and social abandonment, the stigma of the disease and the trauma of loss. Very relatable, yes?

When it came to casting, the other teachers involved and I asked ourselves, would our kids be up to this role? On paper, it was powerful and moving, but in reality it would be very difficult for a teenage boy to play.

Our little community has three gay people in it, as far as I know. Myself, and a couple living out on a property, and by all accounts they are a very happy, stable couple. With such a small demographic, its no surprise that most of the kids at my school had never met an actual gay person before meeting me. Again, it is not surprising that when approached, the kids we thought would be up to it politely refused. Yet, to his credit, one student had the bravery to accept one of the roles and kudos to him, he will deserve every accolade that will come his way.

We had one gay down, now we needed another. Sadly, we couldn't get another. So we adapted the play, which is something mentioned in the article. We dropped the sick partner (he was only in two scenes after all), but we're still exploring that storyline to it's full extent, just with exposition (in the form of phone calls, writing letters) by the others characters that would have been involved. Non confrontational, but just as powerful. Leeton High dropped the Kurt character due to student disinterest in the role, and that's fine in my opinion. It is a big ask for a teenage boy to risk ridicule or questions about his own sexuality by playing a gay character. Why I ask? What is so bad?

As adults, we, well most of us, know that there is nothing wrong with being gay, lesbian, transgendered etc. etc. Teenagers however, they are full of stress and hormones and pressure and angst, they are generally so desperate to conform that the thought of being different utterly terrifies them.

The article discusses the lack of policy and structure for GLBTIQ students in rural schools, and that Leeton High doesn't have one. I can safely say that neither do we at Mendooran. Does this mean that we aren't supporting our kids any less? I don't think so. I'd like to think that by being a positive role model to any students "asking those questions" that they could come to me and I could either have a chat or refer them to where they could find more information. I don't know if any of our kids are gay or questioning, I have those I suspect of course, interestingly this boy was not one of them. Maybe there are kids out in the country for whom sexuality isn't an issue, I'm excited by that.

Now, what was the point of this post? Hmmm, damn you tangent Gods... Oh yes! Give the article a browse, it is very interesting. Being out in the country (pun intended) for 4 years now has afforded me a decent perspective on the state of education and queer issues out here, perhaps I am losing perspective on what is happening back in the Metro? More research is needed!

End Rant =)

(This beautiful image sourced from this foul website)

I couldn't resist sharing this...

Trying to work, I falter and get on Facebook, engaging in an entertaining conversation with a lovely lady. This was her profile picture, just had to share it:


The word of the day is Focus.

Short one today. There is just something about the reality of thinking "oh shit, this assignment must be submitted tomorrow" that just gets all academic cannons firing.

I FUCKING LOVE REPORT WRITING!! RARRRGH!! (''\(;,,;)/'')

Art I love, Part One.

Today's piece of culture is "The Artist's Garden at Giverny" - Claude Monet (1900)


Bask in it. Just simply bask. Stare at it open-mouthed and let your eyes drink in the colour. Now, I know Impressionism isn't for everyone, but this is one painting that literally makes me stop, stare and smile stupidly every time I look at it. The vibrancy of colour, the brushstrokes, the composition. All of it just sings with harmony.

Monet was a genius and one of the world's prominent painters, but most people only know him for water lilies. Not taking anything away from those, he was an avid gardener and tended his home in Giverny with care and skill. He planted his flowers according to hue and variety, making it a living work of art. It remains today, tended by his faithful, and I for one cannot wait to travel to France and spend a day there, basking, walking through a painting...

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Friday, 29 July 2011

Concert Pianist + Nyan Cat = ?

Imu rarving it!

I love me a good stereotype!

(Image from here)

Scariest. Kid. Ever...

Good old memes...


The word of the day is Procrastinate.

So, I've had a psych assignment for two weeks now and its due Monday. Nothing too dramatic, just "read article X and evaluate it" blah blah. Granted I'm a busy person and most nights I've got schoolwork or other web-based activities to occupy my time, but it seems impossible to get out of 'work mode' and into 'academic mode' during the week. Enter the weekend.

Oh weekends, I remember when they were two days of pure, unadulterated freedom, aside from the occasional weekend hospital shift. And night times, leaving work at work at having time to myself.. I reminisce on those days with such fondness. Now, I'm not complaining, I love my job, I am devoted to my kids and I'm glad to put in the effort. But when it gets to weekends and then I need to switch to academic mode I'm finding that its just not working.

I miss full time study. Go to class, do your work, go home. Working at home? Eeeeeew. Wow, I think this whole post has been one long tangent. I feel an almost supernatural aversion to doing this assignment, it really is uncanny. It will be easy, its only 1000 words and its only an evaluation of a report, of which I've written a shit load over the years. I think that's why I'm procrastinating! Complacency! That's it, the nail has been thoroughly smacked on the head.

My name is Brendon Bearman and I have grown complacent =)

Thursday, 28 July 2011

The word of the day is Controversy.

I love it, less than 24 hours old and I've angered someone with my commentary on this blog. I'm not happy that I've angered someone, I am not a troll. I am happy that someone has read my thoughts, counteracted with theirs and made me think more. Bravo blogosphere, bravo =)

Southern Cross tattoos... The new swastika?

Yes I am blogging at school.. Shhhh. This is related to something that happened at school and it provoked a need to blog, I promise!

This morning a young chap in one of the senior grades mentioned to me he was going to get a tattoo at the earliest convenience, a southern cross tattoo.. I immediately pulled this face: -_- When I queried as to why he was thinking about getting this particular logo pumped into his freshly traumatised flesh he simply said "I'm Aussie and proud of it". Honest enough of an answer, but of course I had to over analyse... Me? Over analyse? No way! I had to wonder if he understood the meaning of the Southern Cross, and the social stigma around wearing a southern cross tattoo...

I then went into research mode, Southern Cross tattoos are not a new thing, by any means. They have been permanently affixed to many Australians as a national identifier, including many brave servicemen and women over the years. Only recently have they become a way of branding ignorant people. Now, I know I am going to offend many with my wanton generalisations here, but its my blog, so ner...

The top 5 most popular tattoos for Australians are:

1. Tribal decal
2. Kids names/Dead relatives names
3. Miscellaneous Asian character/symbol
4. Southern Cross
5. Butterfly/Flower/Tramp stamp

Is it really surprising that further breaking down this demographic, southern cross tattoos feature prominently in the 18-29 male grouping? A friend on Facebook recently liked a group that made me chuckle. You can find the the link here, but basically it is called "Thanks to Southern Cross tattoos I can spot a dickhead form a distance". Matt Thornton, I love you.

When did an astronomical configuration turn from an important national identifier to a symbol of white pride? The Cronulla Riots certainly come to mind, but was that the instigator or merely a nice big public display of this new ultra-nationalism? Now I'm not saying that Australians shouldn't be proud of their country, I dig pride. I do disagree with it being used to symbolise ignorant "we were here first" attitudes. Now, unless you're of Aboriginal Or Torres Strait Islander heritage you're English, Irish, Norman French, Germanic etc. You are not indigenous, you were not here first. The yobbos rallying around this symbol as a means of asserting their supremacy are no better than the KKK.

End Rant =)



Lady Gaga or Gaygay?

So I awoke this morning with two things on my mind:


1) Which Disney song would win out of a competition between "Part of your world" from The little mermaid, or, "A whole new world: from Aladdin. I think I will create a poll for this one and let public debate sort it out. Oh! amusing typo, I actually wrote pubic, thankfully I wasn't in class and putting that on the whiteboard.. DISCLAIMER: I have never done that before, ever.. (shifty eyes)


2) Recently, on my last trip back home, a friend was in my car and "Born this way" by Lady Gaga came upon the radio. This sparked an instant good mood from me, as a) I love Lady Gaga, and b) this song has immense personal relevance to me and the other members of the GLBTIQ community (tangent: can that acronym possibly get any longer???). In my friend however, it elicited derision and snide comments about how she was "pandering to the gays". 


First of all, while it can be stated that the "pink dollar" is indeed powerful, I would like to point out that "Born this way" the album is her most recent release of which she has had several. People say that she is preying on the gay community in order to boost her popularity in younger demographics and that she is only championing our causes (e.g. Marriage equality, the repeal of DADT in the US, teen suicide etc) to get us on side.


Well, WHY THE FUCK NOT? Every cause throughout human history has had its champion. Abe Lincoln signed the emancipation proclamation to end slavery, but it was Malcolm X and Dr King that really urged black people to fight for their rights and to make others really examine the issues. Germaine Greer was a key player in the feminism movement, causing the world to take another look at the roles women play in society. Now, in most parts of the world, the colour of your skin, or your lady parts, do not mean that you are afforded any less in life. These movements arose in a time of need to make life better for their constituents and required a public figure to bring it to the attention of the world. Lady Gaga is our Malcolm X. I know this a bold statement but as an educator I can see in the kids I interact with daily that by spreading the word that we gays are not all queeny, AIDS-ridden paedophiles, she is making the world a better place for us. Do we love her for it? Yes. Do we then go on to support her for it? Of course, we should reciprocate the love. Does she make money from it? Yes, but then she puts it back in worthwhile causes.


In summation, Lady Gaygay might be pandering to us recently, but I think this is a good thing. I have successfully stamped out using the word "gay" as an adjective for something bad from the vocabulary of the kids at my school, through educating them about what the word actually means. Lady Gaga has educated MASSES of people through her songs and powerful public presence, asking them to reexamine their views on topical issues relating to homosexuals. I say go for it Gaga, get me my husband!


End Rant =)



It gets better... But can we do better?

Kek.

"Look at it this way. Coming out is different for everybody, and I don’t wish to belittle anyone’s pain. But the fact remains that if I hear one more privileged, middle class, blonde, Colgate smiled, Aussiebum tanned, hard-bodied, perfectly hairless, skinny white boy, telling me‘It’s just so haaaaaaard!’, I may slap the bitch."

It gets better... But can we do better? on SameSame.com.au

Why we wave a rainbow flag.

Interesting read...

Why we wave a rainbow flag on SameSame.com.au

Hate this song... but!

Want to learn sign language. Sense of hearing be damned if you get to look at this guy =)



Birthday pressie ZOMG

Well my blog buddies, I was on the way to dreamy-dream land and my sister Skyped me "check your email!!" Noting the tone of urgency it overcame the grump factor and the looks of longing I was giving my bed. I really do love my bed, perhaps that is something to blog about later. OOH! TANGENT NUMBER ONE!


Anywho, I checked the email and literally squealed as I saw this:


Love ya Lozzie, be prepared for me to get my Turnblad on...

And so it begins...

Well. You've decided you want an insight into my mind. Are you sure about that?


Go on, leave. It will be better for your mental health, trust me.


Still interested? Well, You can't say you weren't warned...


Some friends of mine write beautiful, satirical and truly epic blogs. I will attempt to shamelessly copy them. Wait, no, that would be boring. Instead I think I will just link brain to hands and blurt, I am good at that!


So lets see, why have I made this blog, you ask? Simply put, I live alone, all alone, and Facebook and I are becoming "complicated" in our relationship status. As a person with a keen intellect and something to say about nearly everything, blogging was a logical, web 2.0 progression. I'm going to attempt to post at least once daily as a planned thing, and as my thoughts spiral off on their crazy rainbow tangents I will endeavour to blog those as well.


Lastly, I welcome comments, but if you post hate, flames or old fashion trolling, those comments will be deleted =) And on that note, an amusing picture!