This is a bucket of shit. If someone thows shit at us, we throw shit back at them. We start a shit fight. We throw so much shit back at them that they can't pick up shit, they can't throw shit, they can't do shit.*

Gwen Araujo, Dead at 17So, Middle Sex was a very interesting and even handed documentary about transgender last night that by and large avoided prurience and sensationalism in favour of balance and reason.

Only thing I had a slight argument with was how Thailand was held up as a paragon of tolerance and Buddhist-based peace between male, female and the middle sex. I think the acceptance of the third way that is demonstrated in Thailand is great, and it was great to see the interviews with all the Katoeys and the diversity that exists even within their community.

But having said that, there is still an acceptance that predominantly, the sex industry is where these people belong. And while that is the case in the world, while transgendered people are objectified rather than treated as individuals, then the end result will still be horrific instances of intolerance and lack of understanding like the horrific murder of Gwen Araujo, kicked, beten and strangled to death in the by an angry mob at the age of 17, that opened the show.

*quote from last night's The Thick of It, discussed previously, which I found curiously appropriate.


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25 years too late

:: My Second Life alter ego wears Ian Curtis
My Second Life alter ego wears Ian Curtis

I'm just off out to Dj tonight at a gig in Stoke Newington to remember Ian Curtis, the Joy Division frontman who killed himself 25 years ago today.

I have to confess I know bugger all about him or his band, except for listening to one song (Atmosphere) to rearrange it for my band - we were originally going to play at the gig but had to pull out due to holidays.

If anyone wants to educate me about this great man of music, please feel free to leave enlightening comments and any memories of him and Joy Division you may have.

Thanks. I'd post where the event is but I don't even know that yet. Duhhh..

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Paint the Whole World...

Rainbow Network
Me on top of Brandy at The Rainbow Network

Forgot to mention that my pal Charlotte Cooper interviewed me last month for the fabulous Rainbow Network website. Here it is. Another peek into the muck-encrusted effluent pipe that is my brain...


PS. Remember, Don't let the Tories sneak back in.

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"embrace the randomness..."

So my weblog is now almost exactly six months old and I've realised I'm having a... well I hesitate to use the word crisis, but you make up your own minds. Part of the reason I started the blog last year was because I'd been through a very very difficult few months with my family, involving a serious illness, and I wanted to start something new that I would find involving and stimulating both on a personal and a creative level.

Let me explain further. On a personal level, I very much subscribe to the theory that weblogs are primarily social software. For me the blog's biggest benefit is that I have very fortunately accumulated a blogcloud of very interesting and creative people, many of them bloggers themselves, who come and form discussions around my thoughts, proclamations, findings, dictats, emissions and spewings. This has been brilliant and I'm unbelievably privileged to have got to know you (or got to know you better), Alfie, Atom, Baines, Bill, Bridget, Charlie, Charlotte, Charlotte, Danny, Erika, Frances, Greg, Gwen, Ian, Julius, Kim, Leslie, Lindsay, MIa, Mandy, Nikki, RedboXen, Siobhan, Stassa, Suzannah, Tina, Tom, Warren and many many more.

On a creative level, as I mentioned in an earlier post, I was using my weblog to lever myself out of a slough of apathy and into a "writing" posture. That's been good too, and I hope Askance Glance has (at least so far) been some sort of testament to that. I'm finalising the rough structure of part 5 (which is twice as long as all the others and much more complicated) now, so you should see that soon.

So, "crisis? What crisis?" I hear you ask.

Well, I guess I'm suffering a bit of uncertainty about it.

I'm not sure what exactly I'm trying to do with it any more. Whether it's a showcase of my stuff, or a rambling sort of monologue, or something in between, and whether any of that is of any interest to anyone. And I worry if I should write about more tranny stuff...

(Plus I know that most of my visitors just click straight into the gallery and don't read the posts anyway).

I guess I'm looking for some advice. I think deep down I know what I want to keep on doing, but what do you want to see and discuss on my weblog? It's possible you don't care at all, and I don't give a fuck if no one responds to this post, but I guess I'd be interested in why you come here and have (or don't have) verbal spats with me :)

OK, so I did discuss this briefly with Lindsay last night. She's been such a good friend me and it's her you can blame for getting me into the blogsphere in the first place. I mentioned my pseudoquandary; here's her response when I explained my basic uncertainty and unease at not knowing what the fuck I was meant to be doing and whether anyone cared anyway:

ephemeritis: You are officially a blogger now.

Duhhh. Of course. I should have realised! It went on...

missk69uk: lol
missk69uk: yess! I've arrived!
ephemeritis: I have felt that way about it for a long time. You either have to become comfortable with the randomness or come up with a set theme or abandon it altogether.
missk69uk: I guess it's easiest to come to terms with the randomness
missk69uk: I know that most of my visitors just click straight into the gallery and don't read the posts anyway
missk69uk: So I might as well do whatever I want
ephemeritis: yup
missk69uk: well, that was easy
missk69uk: I should talk to you more
ephemeritis: ahaha
ephemeritis: Yes! You should!

And I should.

But it is that easy isn't it? Embrace the randomness.

We sail on, my friends. We sail on.

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