Sunday, 30 November 2014

Queer Writing Unconference- my presentation on ''the importance of life-writing and personal narrative for people with disability''

Below is a copy of presentation of my paper on ''the importance of life-writing and personal narrative, (telling our own stories, on our own terms) for people with disability' at the Queer Writing Unconference at the Wheeler Centre- 28th/nov/14.




'So where to from here? What does the future look like for queer writing?

I have been asked to specifically speak about the intersections of the disability and queer rights movements and to find a ‘positive way forward’ for both these communities. 

But what I really want to talk to you about is life-writing as a powerful tool for people from minority for self-expression and to advocate for social change.

Chances are that most of you in the audience today are queer and so know the importance of us owning and telling our stories to challenge and change mainstream assumptions. 

This is also true when it comes to disability, to visible difference, it is still rare that our stories, of what it is actually like to live in a non-normative body are represented in the mainstream media in anything other then stereotypical ways and pieces are often written about us, not by us.

You know the stories, someone with a disability attempting to walk, to overcome their impairment and to make this quest the focus of their life, or disability as a horrible tragedy or the parraOlympian super-fit crip striving to overcome adversity and inspire you all. 

I am not that kinda crip and I want more then to buck the stereotype. 

I want to see disability narratives which span the breath of identities and experience. I want to read books and see films, watch soapies in which there are characters with disabilities, but their disability is just part of who they are-they are also a mother, a lover, a goth, a dyke, a hipsta, and their disability is depicted as a valuable rich and positive part of who the person is.

See Disability is story. Disability is a narrative of the body. That’s a quote from one of my favorite disability feminist scholars Rosemarie Garland-Thomson.

This wheelchair elicits a particular kind of story people expect me to tell. You would be surprised at how many people think it is appropriate to open a conversation with ‘’so what happened to you? ‘’ or variations of that. The story they expect is usually one of tragedy, and when I don’t tell it, when I answer with humor or sass I often get a hostile response because I am not telling the story they were expecting to hear, and the social narrative of disability as tragedy is so strong, so pervasive that my telling of a different story renders it unintelligible. 

You may also be surprised that I often get mistaken for a man, because lesbians in wheelchairs just cant exist, that cannot be what these clothes, this hair, is trying to signal. 

Sexuality and disability is one of the biggest struggles of the disability rights movement. We are often viewed as not having a sexuality or being undesirable sexual partners. Making disability, hot, sexy and intriguing forms much basis for much of my written as well as my performance work. 

So one of the questions we were asked to think about panelists today was:

What am I doing to get queer writing out there into the mainstream? 
Well if we want to see change we have to be part of creating it right? 
There could be a debate here about agency, and how discrimination and lack of access in its myriad of ways create in people living with disadvantage a lack of opportunities to enact their personal agency.  

What I am doing? I am writing, and preforming, and producing work with others with disability. I am finding accessible stages, like Hares and Hyena’s and getting up there.

I am telling my own stories, on my own terms. I am not keeping them simple. I am letting them leak out, make a mess, be uncontrollable. 

Sometimes I think the fear of disability comes from it being representative of an uncontrollable body, a changing body, an ill body, a body which will not do as we would like. So I’m letting my body be that. I am letting my voice and body shake in the telling of my story. And in the telling I’m acknowledging my privileges as well as my disadvantages. 

I am privileged to be here to day, to be invited speak on an experience which is often left out, I am privileged to have an higher education, a voice which is easily understandable, to be white. But I am also carrying with me multiple marginalities, being queer, being a lesbian, being disabled, coming from a poor background. 

There is a richness that these identities bring into my life but they also bring struggles. Often I am the only queer person with a disability in a room. I carry the weight of marginality, to be always read in public space as representive of that group, the other.

This space between us and the other can begin to be bridged by telling our stories. In creating accessible and inclusive spaces and platforms our stories can be told and listened. 

I think there is a particular importance for people with disability in proclaiming the personal as political and learning about something called the social model of disability which argues that it is not the disability which disables people with different bodies but the way society is built (inaccessible buildings, transport, housing etc) and attitudes which exclude us from full and equal participation in society. 

Situating ones self as part of a marginalized group fighting for social change has been fundamental in shifting the narrative of my own story and giving me a sense of connection.

Disability identity too is about coming out in a since, forming a positive narrative about what it is to live in this body, also like queer, it is about finding your people, people with a shared experience, reclaiming pejoratives like crip, and disabled and turning them into pride terms. It’s about belonging.

Also I think encouraging different perspectives and voices to emerge within our communities is important. By that I mean that I think there can be an underlying fear within the disability community and the queer community to publicly disagree with each other for fear of being seen as not united.  

We need to create and engage with writing which challenges us, takes us to unexpected, previously unexperienced places and makes us think differently, plays with language and recontextualizes it whilst also being aware of power and privilege.


And well I think ultimately, (and this is just my personal opinion) and one of the key ways disability and queer communities could be brought together is by getting into bed together literally…so next time you see a babe in a chair, don’t be shy…you could be part of creating social change, or just have some hot sex.

Thursday, 3 July 2014

Talk'n Disability & Sex on Joy FM

Podcast of me and Kath talk'n about Disability and sex on Joy FM's Hide and Seek's show :) 

EXPLICIT CONTENT- Lisen in only if you want to go for a virtual romp with us  

Tuesday, 10 June 2014

My interview on disability feminism for 3CR Radio

me. again. Talking disability activism, feminism and intersectionality. like usual really, if you haven't had enough of it already from this blog then tune in. 

Women On The Line 09 06 2014 

LINK

Sunday, 8 June 2014

I wanna go down: An erotic invitation for an unconventional lover


So i had a poem on Radio National's Bedtime Stories...its all about crip sex accompanied by a foot trumpet! Yes a foot trumpet! My anti-career has reached new levels of greatness! If you wanna hear me say some sexy things breathlessly and laugh as they try and intro it then take a listen (link below).


I think my crip privilege got me over the line cos apparently when the executive producer 1st listened to it she was like ''we can't air this, its all about sex'' and the producer was like ''but she's in a wheelchair, its about disability and sex'' and she said ''oh ok then, that's diversity''. My disability, enabling me to talk sex on a national platform.
 


image: disabilitysexy.wordpress.com

Friday, 6 June 2014

The Govt budget targets the POOR, the sick, disabled and the marginalised!


My speech at Melb Bust the Budget Rally in May on how people with disability are going to be impacted by this government's budget.




Ok so today I am going to talk to you about how this budget and this government is effecting people with disability.
This is a collaborative speech worked on by a number of disability activist and I am just their mouthpiece with a good shirt really.

So I’m going to start off with the good news because it is the only thing which doesn’t seek to disadvantage people with disability further then we already are- the National Disability Insurance Scheme, and that, is still going ahead but it has been delayed and this will obviously hurt a lot of people with disabilities and their carers.

This budget essentially, targets the POOR, the sick, disabled and the marginalized. It further reintranches the disadvantages we are already subject to, when right now almost 50% of people with disability live near or below the poverty line.

There will be a decrease in the DSP over time. And interestingly, and I will allow you to take a guess at why, there will soon no longer be a disability discrimination commissioner.

Programs that promote the human rights of people with disabilities are being de-funded.

There will be cuts to legal services and violence services, which is particularly worrying because we know that women with disabilities are more likely to experience forms of violence then non-disabled women.

There are changes to health care, which will hit the people with disability particularly hard, with an increase in medicines and a $7 GP fee, as well as cuts public health spending of around 80 billion and Public Hospital funding is also being slashed.  

An estimated 28,000 people who were granted the DSP between 2008-2011, are under 35 who have been assessed as being able to work more than 8 hours a week will have to take part in compulsory work programs, and will face sanctions if they do not comply.

People with disability will be subject to "independent" assessments by doctors and as we know from the UK, it can, and will result in deaths for those with little or no to capacity to work. These doctors are not specialists in a number of disabilities and they also are being hired by Centerlink to save the government money.

The ABC’S Ramp up, a disability website, which provides a national platform for disability issues is no longer going to be funded, meaning that all the issues which will harm and further disadvantage people with disability will no longer have a voice.

There is no additional help with employment and with the changes already made to the DSP eligibility, there are a lot of people with disability on Newstart. so the new rules relating to Newstart, having to wait six months fif your under  30...will also apply to all those people who are sick/disabled and in need of health care and medicines which they now have absolutely NO INCOME to afford.

There will be an increase in household bills for people on pensions as we are no longer eligible for discounts and the few tax deductions which we could receive have been abolished.

And there is no getting away from all of this cos if you are receiving the DSP, and want to go overseas, you will have only four weeks to do that in before you get cut off and you will have to wait another 12 months before you can travel again. I guess they are expecting us to be too poor to be able to travel anywhere, ever.

So basically its fucked.  But we can march, we can raise our voices and we can try and do 10 things a day which would make Abbott very, very, uncomfortable, as a queer I aim to do that each and every day to the very fucking best of my ability!


(For more info see http://www.disabilitydirectory.net.au/articles/budget-lowdown/)

Sunday, 1 June 2014

Angry feet

"My feet could hold up a plane’’, I tell her as she squashes my toes as hard as she can with her fingers, pressing down with all her substantial weight on top of my boots. 

She wants me to take them off, to investigate them for drugs. She has to she says, its procedure.  Ive never been one to follow procedure and nether have my feet. 

She’s bent down in front of me and shes breathing a little fast and hard.

I can’t tell if it’s from the force of pushing down on my toes or if she has a secerate foot fetish, this would be the job for it right, getting to watch people take on and off their shoes all day. I had a lover one who liked to get spegitti sucked through her toes, does she? or maybe she’s a lesbian and she knows these boots scream sex or the chair really does do it for her…

She looks up at me, like I annoy her more than excite her, we are treading that fine-line of annoyance turned into passion
that would work for us if we were lovers.

She thinks she holds the power here but I know my feet do. 

She says it again, ‘’you going to have to take your boots off, we 
need to drug test them, we cant give you special treatment you know’’. 

I say: ‘’well if you want them off you’re going to have to help me and help me get them back on, that could take a while cos when my feet get emotional they get uncooperative and you’re making them upset touching them like that’’ I almost add a honey at the end but that would be pushing it. 

She looks at me like either I must have taken all the drugs she was thinking are hidden in my boots smuggled from hills of Nimbin or that im a bit special in the head. I am wearing my new favourite shirt, which I now think may have been a bad idea and part of what set her off. 

It says im so hornet with a cartoon hornet on it, and my hair is dyed newly bright red and dishevelled from having to get up far too early and skip my morning essential coffee to struggle to get my cranky feet into these boots. She stands up and calls a guy over to come and swab boots, and looks like she’s come to the conclusion that either I am high or crazy or both but defently capable of having feet which could hold up a plane. 


She says; ‘’you can go, but I hope your mother knows what you did to your hair’’ I want to say honey, my mother did my hair but that might make her think I come from a family eccentric werdos  and we would end up locked in the foot battle again.