Transgender Day Of Remembrance 2012
Nov. 21st, 2012 12:49 am* "Transgender Day Of Remembrance 2012: 50 Transgender Icons:" http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/11/20/transgender-day-of-remembrance-2012-icons_n_2159754.html
* "Transgender Day of Remembrance: Why We Remember:" http://www.huffingtonpost.com/gwendolyn-ann-smith/transgender-day-of-remembrance-why-we-remember_b_2166234.html?utm_hp_ref=gay-voices
* "Trans Day of Remembrance:" http://greenwick.livejournal.com/155068.html
* "Remembering Our Dead:" http://www.gender.org/remember/about/core.html
I don't have anything clever to say. Too many of us are murdered every year, and the brunt of it falls on Transwomen of colour. I am lucky to live in a blue town in a region where there are a lot of transfolk. A lot of us means more acceptance, more vital services, a higher chance of crimes against us actually being investigated, and most of ll a lower chance of violence. My personal appearance while confusing and disturbing to some still grants me privileges others don't have. I may be relatively safe here, but that doesn't stop me from caring about those we have lost. Each life is valuable and we are diminished with each life taken. I think about our dead and those who've suffered all sorts of harm for being themselves. I think of all the ones who's names aren't known because they lived before the count or more recently, but in countries where they are disrespected and misclassified even in death. I think about the ones we will lose needlessly to bigotry in the coming year. I can't help but weep.
* "Transgender Day of Remembrance: Why We Remember:" http://www.huffingtonpost.com/gwendolyn-ann-smith/transgender-day-of-remembrance-why-we-remember_b_2166234.html?utm_hp_ref=gay-voices
* "Trans Day of Remembrance:" http://greenwick.livejournal.com/155068.html
* "Remembering Our Dead:" http://www.gender.org/remember/about/core.html
I don't have anything clever to say. Too many of us are murdered every year, and the brunt of it falls on Transwomen of colour. I am lucky to live in a blue town in a region where there are a lot of transfolk. A lot of us means more acceptance, more vital services, a higher chance of crimes against us actually being investigated, and most of ll a lower chance of violence. My personal appearance while confusing and disturbing to some still grants me privileges others don't have. I may be relatively safe here, but that doesn't stop me from caring about those we have lost. Each life is valuable and we are diminished with each life taken. I think about our dead and those who've suffered all sorts of harm for being themselves. I think of all the ones who's names aren't known because they lived before the count or more recently, but in countries where they are disrespected and misclassified even in death. I think about the ones we will lose needlessly to bigotry in the coming year. I can't help but weep.