Making Progress or Losing Ground: LGBT Asia

Making Progress or Losing Ground: LGBT Asia

Being Bisexual: Navigating Invisibility & Practicality


Level 5 Function Room, Royal Festival Hall


Last weekend I spoke at this Alchemy Festival event in the Southbank Centre. Organised by Bobby Tiwana, it was a brief look at South Asian LGBT communities in the home countries and the diaspora through the perspectives of various speakers. It was an intimate affair attended by around 40 to 50 people, with short talks followed up with café-style discussions among the audience and facilitators. I am posting the text of my speech below, which touched upon both bisexuality and the wider environment faced by LGBTQ people in Bangladesh. 

"I didn’t know the Bengali word for bisexual until I Googled it while I was at university. I didn’t actually even know the English word 'bisexual' until I was thirteen or so. Before then, I’d thought I was the weird gay kid who liked girls on the side.

I thought it would be good to start with some humour, but honestly I’m telling you this because it sets the tone for the rest of what I’m going to say, about how bisexuality is often not discussed or mentioned, or misunderstood.

I think bisexuals make many heterosexual and homosexual people uncomfortable - often because they’re confused by us. Maybe to an external monosexual observer, it can look like I’m pursuing men one day, and then the next day I flick a switch, become straight, and am pursuing women. And I guess this can be quite disconcerting, especially for a group of people who’ve built their activism around the slogan that sexual minorities do not choose to be attracted to who they’re attracted to. 


I think their discomfort is misplaced though, as in reality I do not choose the gender I am attracted to - it just to so happens, because I’m attracted to more than one gender, that I’m able to choose the gender of the person I pursue. This is an important distinction to make, but perhaps a tricky one to wrap your head around unless you’re willing to have a full-on conversation about bisexuality.

Of course, these dynamics can give rise to other potentially loaded questions. When I came out to my youngest aunt, one of the first things she asked was couldn’t I just date women? Wouldn’t that be both be safer and easier in Bangladeshi society? My answer was that I had tried to only date women, but doing that had meant I had to cut away and bury part of my identity - it was like I was pretending part of me was dead. She understood and could sympathise - and I think she was only trying to point out the practical.

But my answer isn’t the whole answer, as far bisexuality is concerned. What I described is just my experience as someone who is attracted quite strongly to men and women. But have a friend who, in her own words, is 'mostly straight'. She’s experimented with women but doesn’t feel as strongly about them as she does men. Her answer to my aunt’s question would probably have been quite different.

I come back to having full-on conversations. Communication is key - and talking to each other means we know where exactly we each stand. We all avoid making ignorant assumptions leading to uncomfortable situations. I’ve been asked by gay men if I’m just having fun with guys till I get married. I’ve also been asked by straight women if they’ll be enough for me - because they think physically they can’t offer me everything I want. Now the exact physicality of sexual intimacy isn’t that important to me, but the judgement is passed before I can say that. Popular culture doesn’t help - a bisexual is often someone who cheats, or bisexual porn as a genre is often about threesomes.

Apart from the presumed promiscuity, as a Bangladeshi I worry about the other misconceptions parents, family or society can have of sexual minorities. People often ask me if being Muslim complicates my situation. It does, but not necessarily in the way people think. The prevailing form of thought I have seen among folks across all demographics in Bangladesh is that they believe same-sex attractions are an illness, and condemnation manifests in various ways from this source. Islamic criticisms are but one of these manifestations. Of course, we need to have a rethink of why we interpret our religion without compassion for gender and sexual minorities. I know there are scholars who are working in this area now, and folks in the UK can go to organisations like Imaan or Safra as a first port of call. But in Bangladesh, I have atheist and humanist friends and family who aren’t fully comfortable with my sexuality either.

The root cause for a lot of this is ignorance. Things are getting better, however. We haven’t had any large scale movements, though you’ll be seeing photos behind me of a rainbow rally, which visibly includes hijras, held by Roopbaan, a newish group that promotes the freedom to love and brings out various LGBT publications. Their current profile picture on Facebook mentions biphobia, and the inclusion of bisexual factors in the conversation, something that is often missing with activism nowadays in the West, makes me happy. There’s also Project Dhee - which works to network and empower LGBT people themselves, most importantly including women, hijras and people from beyond just Dhaka. Obviously, poverty and literacy remain notable obstacles. Dhee is also successfully building allies from wider society, which shows people’s mindsets aren’t all stuck in the it’s-an-illness mode. I also know non-LGBT youth organisations are quietly gauging attitudes and educating, though I am unsure if they’re comfortable being named.

All said, the truth is Section 377 does hang over our heads. No case under it has ever made it to the Supreme Court but it’s also important to realise that 377 isn’t the only section of our penal code that can be used to stifle pro-LGBTQ action. And as with any big change affecting society, it’s important to note nowadays the state isn’t the only actor we should be wary of."


Thank you for reading. I spoke to a number of people following the event, and the content of the talk triggered some very interesting discussions. I've written a follow up piece this post, please click here if you're interested in reading the rest.  

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For the complete strip, see http://empathizethis.com/stories/prejudice-pride/


I was interviewed by Empathize This ( http://empathizethis.com) a great website that creates comic strips based on social justice. I contacted them with an idea, and they encouraged me to tell of my experiences attending LGBT pride. They are very open to people sharing their stories, and were helpful through the whole process.

I wish biphobia at LGBT events didn’t happen, but they do at almost every single one I’ve been to. I felt so sad when I saw the image of myself crying at Brighton pride, after I was spat on; it’s one of the most horrible things to happen in a supposedly LGBT space. I remember how alone I felt when it happened. I also remember how that incident still makes me nervous at times. However, the final image of me hugging a bisexual heart makes me smile. I am happy to be bi. I’m happy that I can love others. I just wish lesbian and gay folks would be happy to leave me alone too.

Manchester Council takes another step in recognising bisexuality

Manchester Council takes another step in recognising bisexuality

Until not so long ago Manchester City Council had the non-existence of bisexuals as a matter of policy. No, really: in service use monitoring, equal opportunities policies and suchlike, the official line was "at those times a bisexual is lesbian or gay they are covered by those policies and at those times they are heterosexual..."

Things are improving.

They've just published the annual Communities Of Interest report, which is a kind of "here is the evidence base" document on diversity concerns for the council and for voluntary and private sector organisations they work with. This has been published for many years now, and each time has a section on LG(B)(T).

This is the first time there's been a bi section. Previously we were a subset of lesbians, which, hmmm.

Full report here. Flick past the first 64 pages and you come to:
9.3 Bisexual community
Recent research carried out by BiPhoria in Manchester has suggested that being visible, being included and being acknowledged are some of the main issues for Manchester’s bisexual community. Bisexual people can often experience discrimination from both the gay and heterosexual communities, and at an LGBT Discussion Day event, hosted by the Council in 2011, BiPhoria found that people wanted bisexuality to be referenced explicitly in literature and wanted services to engage more with the bisexual community. This has been a key action for the group since 2011. Bisexual ‘invisibility’, along with bi-erasure and biphobia are recognised as the most common challenges for bisexual people.

Biphobia may be characterised as taking four key forms:
––Similar to homophobia
––Similar to heterophobia
––Structural or institutional biphobia
––Internalised biphobia absorbed from a culture of the first three.

Manchester has one of the highest profile bisexual communities in the UK and is home to BiPhoria, and the bisexual magazine Bi Community News. As with any other group that experiences oppression, bisexual people may also encounter additional prejudice due to intersectional marginalised identities, for example bi women, black bisexuals, or bisexual genderqueer people.

Stonewall’s 2009 report ‘Bisexual People In The Workplace’ reflected that the positive impact of LGBT Staff Networks on lesbian and gay employees does not extend to bisexual staff. Research published by the EU Fundamental Rights Agency in 2013 showed that bisexual staff are significantly less likely to feel they can be ‘out’ in the workplace than lesbians or gay men:

The Bisexuality Report (Open University, 2012) reflected that these challenges for many bisexual people also extend into areas such as crime and policing, where homophobic hate crime monitoring may fail to address and recognise bisexuals’ experience of biphobia and homophobia.

It's fun to see my "four flavours of biphobia" model, albeit in very condensed form, in a council document.  It's also a bit scary to think that I wrote it about twenty years ago, citing certain Manchester City Council services as examples of institutional and structural biphobia.

Though it is frustrating that there are no specific actions for the council and its partner organisations to take up, I hope this sets a good marker down illustrating some of the key issues for bis and the evidence base underpinning those on which to build in future years.
Poem: On being alive

Poem: On being alive

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My heart is still beating.

It’s a political event;

This desire to be here,

To keep breathing.

I want to live.

.

I want to be happy when my eyes

Welcome sleeping.

I want to rest in peace,

Long night hours I’m keeping.

My only torment: a sweaty pillow.

I’ve been unknowingly drooling.

I want to live.

.

Rush me to a hospital bed.

Blood transfusion, see it dripping.

The burn of a scalpel, my only proof,

I’m still capable of feeling.

Strap me down, see me raw

From incessantly screaming:

I want to live!

.

If the shadows in the corners

Rise up around me, all consuming.

If this body, fat and brown

Brings nothing but pain unrelenting,

Then let this pain be my only proof

My heart’s indeed still beating.

Fear and dread will make my brain

Crackle with terrible feeling.

I want to be alive,

Even when my life is only fleeting.

****

Being present and visible is something that I often struggle with.  There have been countless incidents in my life when I’ve been told, “Are you sure you’re in the right place?”  This doesn’t happen when I’m lost, but almost every time I go to a queer space, or a white-dominated space (which is often the same thing).  After a while I start wondering if there is another place I could be.  I keep searching, hoping to be in a more accepting environment, but it hasn’t happened yet.  I suppose the thing that has changed is me wanting to stick around when I feel so unwelcome.  Biphobia, racism, fatphobia, class-hatred are some of the things that I am bombarded with on a daily basis.  It gets tiring.  It only adds to me feeling like crap.  I don’t know if things will improve, but I don’t just want to exist.  I want to be happy to be here: happy to be alive.

Biphobia

Biphobia

Biphobia

By Jacqueline Applebee

 (Previously printed in Bisexual Community News.  Free to repost with author credit)

Some people face biphobia at work; some at their local church, mosque or pub. The irrational fear and hatred of bisexuality is not a concept for me.  Biphobia is real.  It stands about seven feet tall with a red, blotchy face.  Biphobia wears a shabby black cloak. He has an evil stare.  Biphobia makes me feel very uncomfortable sometimes.

 I wake up one day to find Biphobia sitting at the bottom of my bed, smoking a cigarette.  “You managed to sleep with a woman yet?” he points to the mound beneath the covers.

 My boyfriend groans, turns over and blinks at me.  “Morning, love.”

 Biphobia stubs the cigarette out inches from my leg.  “Nobody will take you seriously if you only sleep with men,” Biphobia growls.  “Find yourself a hot lesbian, and she’ll sort you out.  Your neighbour, Paula will do.” 

As if on cue, I hear a knock at the front door.  I jump out of bed, pulling a long t-shirt over my head.  Sure enough, Paula is outside holding a kitten in her arms.

 “How sweet,” Biphobia drawls.  “A lesbian with a cat—two for the price of one.”

 “Can you keep Moxie for the morning?” Paula asks breathlessly.  “My mum is coming around.”

 “Is she allergic to cats?” I ask.

 “Moxie’s allergic to her.  Some people are just too straight, you know?”

 I take the mewling cat.  “No problem, Paula.  I’m not due in until this afternoon. It will be fun to play with the little thing.”

 Paula straightens her blouse, fingers the top button.  “I was wondering, if you’ve got nothing else on, why not come over for lunch?” Paula smiles at me.  “I’ve been thinking of you a lot, you know?”

 At that moment, my boyfriend comes down the stairs wearing nothing but a towel draped around his hips. 

 Paula goes pale.  “Oh, I see you’re busy.”  She literally grabs the kitten from me.

 “I can still look after Moxie,” I say to her retreating back.

 “I don’t want her exposed to hetero-normative influences.  She’s a sensitive creature, you know?”

 Biphobia shuts the door.  He glares at me for some time.

***

The bank I work for starts an LGBT networking group.  I don’t quite believe it is real until I enter a room full of happy faces.  Queer staff and their partners from all over the South-East have travelled to our Brighton head office to take part in the launch.  Of course, Biphobia turns up to the event too.  He sloshes down bottles of wine, and eats all the sausage rolls.

 A senior cashier from Littlehampton corners me by the windows.  “Did you bring your girlfriend with you?” she asks.

 “I have a boyfriend,” I respond before I can stop myself.  “He was busy.”

 The cashier looks like I’ve slapped her.  “This group is vitally important for gays and lesbians.  It’s not for straights.”

 “I’m bisexual.”  I’m aware my voice is a whisper.  I’m aware I don’t want anyone else to hear me.  Biphobia slips an arm around my shoulder.  I feel totally intimidated.

 The cashier looks embarrassed.  She says nothing as she turns and quickly walks away.

 Arnold Rosbottom, the area manager, makes a speech.  He is full of earnest words.  Gays and lesbians are addressed in every single line.  Transgender workers get a special mention toward the end.  But he doesn’t say bisexual once. 

I feel Biphobia’s arms wrap around my chest.  He squeezes me so I can barely breathe.   “You can end this right now,” Biphobia says.  “Admit you’re really a lesbian.  Hell, admit you’re really straight, and you won’t have to put up with any more of this crap.”

 I feel absolutely terrified as another woman approaches me, even though she smiles as she speaks.  “A group of us girls are going to the Candy Bar later.  We can get away from all these horrid gay boys.”

 Biphobia’s hand slides up to my throat.  “Say yes,” he whispers.  “Join them.”

 My voice is a squeak when my mouth opens.  “I’m bisexual.  I don’t hate men.”  Biphobia’s grip on my throat slackens as I continue.  “I like people, period.”

 The woman screws up her face.  “You need to make up your mind.”

 “Preach, sister!” Biphobia calls out.  He stands beside her, but he looks somehow smaller.

 “I have made up my mind,” I say with a new strength in my voice.  “I’m leaving.  I’m going to the Brighton Bothways meet-up instead.”

 “What’s that?” she asks with a scowl.  “Some fetish club?”

 “It’s for social for bisexuals and their allies.”

 A man standing nearby turns to me.  “A bisexual meet up?  Can I come too?”  He tugs on another woman’s sleeve.  “Betty, we’re not the only ones!”

 Betty’s eyes light up.  “Thank goodness.  I feel invisible in this place.”  She loops her arm through mine, leads me to the door.

 Arnold Rosbottom catches my eye as we all exit.  “Leaving already?”

 “There’s nothing here for bisexuals,” I say.  “You ought to fix that.”

 I spot Biphobia slide up behind Arnold.  He is about to put his hands on the manager’s shoulder when Arnold nods at me.  “Of course you’re right.  I should have made everyone feel welcome.”

 Biphobia falls over in a heap, suddenly tiny.  “Bloody half-gays!” he shouts.  “Switch-hitters!  Purple-wearing disease spreaders!”

 I pay him no heed as I walk out of the room with my new friends.  I leave Biphobia behind.  And maybe he’ll pop up again tomorrow, but something has changed in me now.  Biphobia doesn’t scare me anymore.

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Seriously, greedy…

Seriously, greedy…

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Elsewhere this week: Julie Bindel and the Trans Health Forum

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Over at Gaelick, I wrote a response to Julie Bindel’s latest biphobia: I’m not sure how bi women’s liberation is in pretending to be lesbians. I’m not sure how we’re supposed to be ‘liberated’ by sublimating many of our desires, re-closeting ourselves and denying ourselves love if it happens to come in her idea of […]