6/20/18

"You're not feminine"

Yesterday one of my driving theory classmates said I'm not feminine because I don't wear high heels and I don't speak a certain way. I got angry at him and told him I disagree. He insisted that I don't dress feminine and my mannerisms aren't feminine. Apparently to him, femininity is correlated to being a bimbo.
The notion that there is only one specific expression of femininity bothers me. Being feminine doesn't stem from your fashion choices. It is deeply rooted within you as a person, it's part of your character and personality (and of course it is irrelevant to your gender). Whether and how you choose to express it isn't a necessary indicator of it.
Can we all please stop being brainwashed by the media's (and social media's) projection of femininity and masculinity? Can we all please stop restricting ourselves when it comes to our feminine and/or masculine expression? Can we stop letting toxic and harmful generalisations and stereotypes define us? Lastly, can we stop judging others by our standards, and respect that every individual is different and has the right to be respected for the way they would like to be perceived?

6/19/18

"Ο καθένας κοιτάει την πάρτη του."

Αυτό είναι ένα από τα βασικά προβλήματα σε αυτήν τη χώρα.Ο εγωισμός και ο ατομικισμός που μας διέπουν, η μηδαμινή αλληλεγγύη...Εθελοτυφλούμε και αρνούμαστε την παραδοχή υπαιτιότητας σε κάποιες καταστάσεις.Δε γίνεται ενώ ποτέ δεν προσπαθούμε για κάτι καλύτερο -γενικότερα- κι εφόσον δε μας ενδιαφέρουν οι συνέπειες των πράξεών μας ως προς τα άλλα άτομα να λέμε ότι δε φέρουμε μερίδιο ευθύνης.Τα "γιατί να με νοιάζει τι θα αφήσω στις επόμενες γενιές" και τα "γιατί να σκεφτώ τους άλλους αφού ούτε εκείνοι το κάνουν" το μόνο που κάνουν είναι να ανακυκλώνουν βλαβερές συνέπειες -πολλές από τις οποίες επωμιζόμαστε εμείς σήμερα.Δε χρειάζεται ό,τι κάνουμε να είναι πάντα για το άμεσο καλό μας. Μπορεί να είναι και για το μελλοντικό καλό μας, αλλά και των άλλων ανθρώπων (όπως και των ζώων, και του πλανήτη μας).
☮️

6/12/18

Athens Pride 2018

Το Pride του Σαββάτου ήταν το 5ο Pride στο οποίο πήγα στην Αθήνα.
Το πρώτο ήταν το 2008!!!
Δέκα χρόνια μετά λοιπόν βλέπω με μεγάλη μου χαρά συμμετοχή και από σημαντικούς φορείς, κυβερνητικούς εκπροσώπους, συλλόγους γονέων και κηδεμόνων, και όπως πάντα ενημερωτικά περίπτερα σε σχέση με την υγεία, την παιδεία κλπ.
Εννοείται μεταξύ άλλων υπήρχαν τα κλασσικά περίπτερα με merchandise, μικρών queer ομάδων, πολιτικών παρατάξεων, της colour youth, και των Άθεων Ελλάδος.
Μου έκανε εντύπωση το περίπτερο των αστυνομικών. Έπιασα και την κουβέντα με έναν επειδή ήταν φίλος ενός γνωστού μου και εξεπλάγειν με την προθυμία του και τις απόψεις του. Βέβαια, δεν παρέλειψε να αναφέρει ότι οι υποστηρικτές λοατκι+ μέσα στο σώμα χωρίζονται σε νεοφιλελεύθερους και αριστερούς, κι ότι εκείνος δεν ήταν αριστερός.
Νομίζω πάντως πως ο χώρος της πλατείας Συντάγματος δεν έχει τη δομή της πλατείας Κλαυθμώνος. Η πλατεία Κλαυθμώνος επέτρεπε καλύτερη κατανομή των περιπτέρων και ευκολότερη πρόσβαση στη μουσική σκηνή. Αν και καταλαβαίνω τη συμβολική αξία του να λαμβάνει χώρα το φεστιβάλ μπροστά από τη Βουλή, ήταν σα να λείπει κάτι... Και η παρέλαση έκανε μικρότερο κύκλο από παλαιότερα.
Μπορώ να πω πως είχε αρκετό κόσμο, αλλά έχω δει και περισσότερο.
Όσον αφορά τη μουσική σκηνή, πριν τελειώσει η παρέλαση ήταν ό,τι νά'ναι, με συνδυασμούς παραδοσιακής και οριεντάλ μουσικής με dubstep. Φαντάζομαι μετά την παρέλαση που θα είχαν μαζευτεί όλ@ στην πλατεία θα ήταν καλύτερες οι μουσικές επιλογές.
Δεν ακολούθησα την παρέλαση από την αρχή, παρά πήγα προς το τέλος. Είχε κάποια οχήματα με μουσική, performers και άτομα που χόρευαν, αλλά ομολογουμένως δεν ήταν τόσο φαντασμαγορικά όσο το 2008 ή 2009 για παράδειγμα. Έλειπε το glitter και η υπερβολή των προηγούμενων χρόνων.
Είδαμε και όχημα στα χρώματα του ουράνιου τόξου από την Taxi Beat και τυμπανιστές και ομάδα από τη Vodafone GR. Είχε και κάποιες άλλες ομάδες που έπαιζαν μουσική. Στα περίπτερα έδιναν βεντάλιες ουράνιο τόξο με το λογότυπο της Στέγης Ωνάση, η οποία ήταν και χορηγός του φεστιβάλ.
Γενικότερα, κρίνοντας από τον τίτλο του περσινού φεστιβάν ("Θέμα Παιδείας") αλλά και του φετινού ("Παρούσα") βλέπουμε μία τάση προς την ενημέρωση και την αναφορά σε πολιτικοκοινωνικά ζητήματα (πχ. η ελλιπής παιδεία σε σχέση με τη διαφορετικότητα καταλήγει σε διακρίσεις και ο σεξισμός και μισογυνισμός στοχοποιούν τη γυναίκα αλλά και ό,τι αυτή συμβολίζει τιμωρώντας τη θηλυκότητα).
Ίσως αυτό σημαίνει ότι σιγά σιγά το φεστιβάλ θα είναι λιγότερο πάρτυ και περισσότερο ενημέρωση και διαμαρτυρία.
Θα δείξει.
Αυτό που θα μου μείνει είναι η σημαία πάνω στη Βουλή και το πόσο διαφορετικά ήταν τα άτομα που συμμετείχαν και φέτος. Από γονείς με παιδιά, μέχρι drag queens, εφηβ@ς που τώρα άρχισαν να ανακαλύπτουν τη σεξουαλικότητά τους, λοατκι+ άνω των 60, λοατκι+ αμεα, straight allies κλπ.
Και του χρόνου!

6/11/18

Untitled

We have been conditioned to feel ashamed for not looking 'perfect,' even though 'looking perfect' holds an utterly subjective meaning.

6/4/18

Social Media

A reminder that the majority of what you see on social media isn't true or a representation of reality.
Most people choose to show their best moments, the cool pictures, the travels, the expensive meals...
It's all calculated and more than often staged. 
Which is understandable, as society and the media have conditioned us to believe we need to seem 'perfect' and hide anything 'ugly' under the rag. If you do otherwise you're judged, severely and viciously.
So, to anyone who sees those posts, images, stories -that have all been polished and edited to fit the notion of a 'perfect life'- and feels miserable, depressed or less than:
You're enough. Your life and experiences are valid. You don't need to conform to a make-believe 'utopia' or restrict and reshape yourself to 'fit in'.
Be kind to yourself. Take your time.

6/2/18

Creepy incident vol. 244848220

I'm at the bus stop waiting for the night bus.
This guy keeps looking my way.
I ignore him.
He doesn't seem like he wants to get on the bus.
Then, after 10 minutes he comes to wait at the bus stop.
I go stand away from him.
The bus arrives.
He purposely comes where I am so we get on the bus from the same door.
He stands next to me on the bus.
When I push the stop button and try to move towards the front of the bus he says in English that he's getting off as well.
We get off the bus.
At this point I'm well aware he got off because he's creepy/dangerous. So, I wait at the bus stop to see if he's going to go away.
After a few minutes he disappears and so I proceed to walk home.
However, he was hiding behind a wall and suddenly creeps from behind to comment on my tattoos.
I murmur something and try to walk away.
He walks faster and stops in front of me and asks me about my accent and where I'm from.
I say that I'm Greek and I try to move away.
At this point I'm not even trying to get home because I don't want him to know where I live.
He asks if I'm going home. I say I'm just walking around.
He persists on having conversation with me.
I say that I don't feel comfortable talking to strangers.
He looks weirded out. I say thank you and walk away.
Now, after I walked away I had to hide and wait to make sure he truly left.
Even after that I kept looking behind my shoulder to make sure he wasn't following me.
And that, my male friends, is why you should NEVER try to approach women at night. Because experience tells us that if you do that, chances are you're a rapist, a serial killer or a stalker.

5/29/18

Little Lizard

Less than a couple of hours ago I thought I had saved a little lizard from two stray cats. Its tail was cut off and it had a scratch on the side. I put it in a safe place in the garden, only to find out that ants were eating it an hour later. I was very shaken and sad by the fact that I couldn't save it, but even more so by the fact that it was suffering prior to its death. This is a poem I wrote for it:

"Poor little lizard, what an awful way to dieHe cut your tail and he scratched your side

I tried to save you; I failed, tell me why?
My heart is broken, distraught; I saw you die

I hoped you didn’t suffer; I want to say goodbye
Your last moments were painful; I wish it was a lie

I wish I’d been more helpful, I wish I’d saved your life
I’m now mourning your death, tears running from my eyes

I thought you would survive this, but then I saw the ants
Devouring your small body, approached you really fast

I’ll give you a proper burial, I know you had a soul
I’m sorry I couldn’t save you from this unfair downfall"

Rest in peace little lizard...

5/17/18

Loss of a family friend

Today I found out a family friend passed away yesterday.
I still don't know exactly how I feel, or how I will react tomorrow -at the funeral.

My parents came back home from their gardening session not looking as excited as they usually do. I asked them how did the gardening go, only to find out the news.

Mr. Yiannis was a remarkable man. He was born and raised in a small Greek village. He lost his dad when his was a baby, so his mother raised him by herself. He started working at the age of nine. He left the village to go to the city at the age of 11, apprenticing as a vehicle mechanic. Then, he decided to apprentice in merchant ships as a mechanic. So, at the tender age of 13 he boarded a ship. When he was 20 years old his mother died whilst he was in the army (joining the army is compulsory for men in Greece). He was completely alone.
Ten years later he married a lovely woman, they had a daughter together. One decade later he had to quit being a mechanic and return to land permanently due to severe health implications. His family was there for him, his friends were there for him. He was well loved. He was also very fond of cats. When he was apprenticing, he didn't have anywhere to sleep, so he slept on the shop's storage floor. There were a lot of stray cats in the neighbourhood and every winter they slept with him to keep him warm. They were his friends.
The past 28 years he has been suffering from many different health issues, but he always had a smile on his face. Kind, warm and welcoming. The past couple of years were very hard on him and his family. Surgeries, more surgeries, a lot of pain and recovery. Last September he became a granddad. I heard he was so happy. It is very unfortunate his grandchild will never get to really meet this amazing human being.
I hadn't seen him for a few years myself. I deeply regret it now.

But that's the thing with death. You never know when and who it will strike.

Rest in Peace κύριε Γιάννη.
Ήσασταν υπέροχος άνθρωπος.
🌸


4/21/18

A friend with multiple sclerosis

Today I found out that a family friend is in the hospital.
This person was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis when he was 20 years old. Now he's around 50.
He started walking with a cane first, then he couldn't walk at all, and this past year he lost his ability to use his hands.
Now he can only move his head.
I'm very shaken by these news.
What infuriates me is that the doctors at Evaggelismos Hospital -which is a public hospital- demanded money to operate on him and treat him (which is illegal and is called 'fakelaki') and that the secretary in charge of appointments delayed his treatment for a year because she wanted money as well (illegal too).
It's beyond unfair how capitalism has turned our society into a money obsessed monster, how even one of the noblest professions has long lost its true meaning.
People who work in Health are supposed to be caring, to be willing and happy to save lives. They're supposed to comfort the ill, to show them hope. I'm not saying they should do it for free, but money should never be the main drive behind choosing a profession that has helping people at its core.

2/10/18

Αυτοκινητιστικό στο Παγκράτι

Έχει ακούσει κάποι@ τι έγινε με το αυτοκινητιστικό στο Παγκράτι;
Χθες είδα με τα μάτια μου έναν οδηγό μηχανής στο κράσπεδο της Φιλολάου, και μια γυναίκα, συνοδηγό, εγκλωβισμένη στο αυτοκίνητο με αίματα και γυαλιά.
Έφυγα όταν ήρθε το ασθενοφόρο γιατί βιαζόμουνα και δεν ξέρω τι έγινε μετά.
Για όσ@ς δε γνωρίζουνε το περιστατικό:
Εχθές κατά τις 7.30μμ περνούσα με αυτοκίνητο από Φιλολάου. Είδαμε ότι ήταν ένας άνθρωπος στο κράσπεδο, και ότι είχε γίνει ατύχημα. Η μηχανή του διαλυμένη στη μέση του δρόμου.
Κάποιοι μετακινούσαν τον άνθρωπο κι επειδή η μητέρα μου γνωρίζει πρώτες βοήθειες και ξέρει ότι απαγορεύεται να μετακινήσεις άνθρωπο που έχει χτυπήσει, πήγαμε να βοηθήσουμε. Κάποι@ λέγανε ότι ο οδηγός δε φόραγε κράνος. Κάποι@ λέγανε ότι φόραγε και του το βγάλανε.
Μία κυρία που δουλεύει σε ένα από τα μαγαζιά επί της Φιλολάου και είδε το ατύχημα όταν συνέβη, μου είπε τα εξείς:
"Το μηχανάκι έτρεχε, έτρεχε πολύ. Αλλά το αυτοκίνητο πετάχτηκε ξαφνικά από τον παράδρομο. Το αυτοκίνητο έφταιγε, η μηχανή ήταν σε κεντρικό, έχει προτεραιότητα."
Από ό,τι είδα ο οδηγός του αυτοκινήτου ήταν μια χαρά. Η συνοδηγός (μάλλον μητέρα του), είχε χτυπήσει το κεφάλι της στο τζάμι, το οποίο είχε σπάσει, κι είχε γυαλιά και αίματα στο πρόσωπο. Η πόρτα είχε μπει μέσα κι είχε εγκλωβιστεί. Ο οδηγός βρισκόταν σε σοκ και απλα περπατούσε πέρα δώθε ή στεκόταν.
Ευτυχώς στην περιοχή βρέθηκε ο αδερφός του οδηγού της μηχανής, οπότε και πήγε μαζί του στο νοσοκομείο.
Πριν τον πάρει το ασθενοφόρο δε σταματούσε να κινείται, έλεγε ότι κρυώνει και γενικά βρισκόταν σε άσχημη ψυχολογική κατάσταση. Η μητέρα μου του σκούπιζε τα αίματα που τρέχανε στο αυτί του γιατί προσπαθούσε να κουνηθεί για να τα σκουπίσει.
Είχε μαζευτεί αρκετός κόσμος, κάποι@ προσπαθούσαν να βοηθήσουν, κάποι@ άλλ@ να σταματήσουν την κυκλοφορία, και κάποι@ απλά να δουν το συνέβη.
Αυτό που μου έκανε εντύπωση ήταν η αναισθησία κάποιων οδηγών που ενώ είδαν τι είχε συμβεί συνεχισαν να οδηγούν επί της Φιλολάου, με κίνδυνο να χτυπήσουν τον οδηγό κι όσ@ς προσπαθούσαν να τον βοηθήσουν, και φυσικά καταστρέφοντας πιθανά στοιχεία που υπήρχαν στο χώρο που έγινε το ατύχημα.
Πριν φύγω είδα 2 ασθενοφόρα και την αστυνομία στο χώρο, και αργότερα που ήμουν ακόμη πιο κάτω στην περιοχή είδα και πυροσβεστικά που μάλλον πήγαιναν προς τα εκεί για να απεγκλωβίσουν τη συνοδηγό.

1/12/18

Equality

Equality means equality.
As a feminist, I don't want society to be a pyramid.
Everyone should be given equal opportunities, everyone should have free access to healthcare and all levels of education, and everyone should feel free to be of any faith, or no faith.
Everyone should be respected and respectful by default.
Race, ethnicity, ability, disability, mental health, gender, biological sex, sexual orientation, appearance, age, religion (or lack of) should all be irrelevant.

1/11/18

Random Thoughts LXXIII

It's tragic to realise that life's so shit everyone is trapped in escapism.
No one seems to be happy with the way life is, unless they use something to take their minds off of it. 

Transphobic Behaviour CBB

So, for anyone who doesn't know, there is a trans woman on the latest season of Celebrity Big Brother. And there are a lot of transphobic reactions against her on social media.




Left: India, Right: Ginuwine (all pictures belong to Celebrity Big Brother)

My understanding is that she was having a conversation with another CBB housemate, Ginuwine, where he admitted he isn't attracted to trans women.
She asked him if he'd be attracted to her if she wasn't trans, and he said maybe he would be.
India asked him to kiss her several times during that conversation, and even tried to force him to kiss her.


Now, the situation online is the following:
Many people are defending Ginuwine, saying he was sexually abused (!) by India. Many people are defending India, saying Ginuwine made transphobic remarks.

I believe the main issue here is that India is an extremely disliked character in the house, and people confuse their feelings towards her with having the right to misgendering her, or make transphobic remarks against her.
In the house alone, three or four people have misgendered her, and one of them, Ann, did it four times, one of them at least on purpose.

India is very outspoken, complains often, and is probably going through some personal issues which she projects on her housemates. She seems insecure and trying to navigate life as a trans woman.

The audience seems to be unable to separate their personal feelings towards her and her behaviour from the basic respect we owe to others. E.g. never misgendering them, never displaying lgbt+phobic behaviour, etc.

India exploded one night, after having tolerated too much from her housemates, feeling the others disrespected her because she is trans. She felt they didn't recognise her as a woman.


I am not trans, therefore I will do my best to explain a few things, using my knowledge as an ally, but I urge you to look for trans folks who spoke on the matter, as their input is more valuable than mine.

I personally defended India on twitter, and that resulted in me being bombarded with transphobia, trolling and hate. People calling me "crazy," "mentally unstable," "ignorant," urging me to study biology, threatening me, calling me names and generally being horrible.
I was so upset I was trembling. I cannot begin to fathom what India, and other trans people, must be feeling, seeing how the audience responded to her.

Now, what a lot of people are not getting is that your biological sex and your gender are two different things. Courtney Act kindly explained it on last night's episode.
Your biological sex is the genitalia you were born with. Your gender is your gender identity, how you feel. Your biological sex and your gender don't always agree. And that is when you are trans, genderqueer, agender, gender fluid etc.

Therefore, India may have been born with male genitalia, but that doesn't mean she ever was a man. She has always been a woman. Her gender identity is valid and should ALWAYS BE RESPECTED, whether you like her or not.
She would still be a woman even if she didn't undergo gender reassignment surgery.
You don't have to have any surgery for your gender identity to be valid. Your gender identity is valid by default. Moreover, your genitalia are no one's business, and no one should ever ask trans persons about that, unless they have established with them that it's ok.

A lot, and I mean a lot, of people who tweeted me, claimed Ginuwine isn't transphobic and it's his right to not want to be with trans women.

On one hand I do agree, no one should ever be forced to be with someone they don't want to be with. On the other hand though, he did display discriminatory behaviour. Because he said he might have been attracted to India if she wasn't trans; even though she'd be the exact same person.

I understand that when someone is straight, they are only attracted to women. I also understand that someone may only want to have sex with people with female genitalia.
But the thing is, India is a woman, and, she also has female genitalia.
Thus, if Ginuwine is only attracted to women, and to female genitalia, India being trans shouldn't be an issue.
Of course, Ginuwine has every right to not find her attractive as a person, or appearance wise. He doesn't have to be attracted to her. No question about that.
Nevertheless, his reasoning was discriminatory, and can be perceived as transphobic. If he had worded this differently, I doubt there would have been such backlash to his comments.

It goes without saying that India was wrong to try and force him for a kiss. And she has received tremendous backlash, especially from people who thought Ginuwine's critics were being racist, because he is a black man. A lot of people pointed out that if he tried to force a kiss to a white woman in the house, he'd have been called a molester.

And I cannot argue with that. Racism exists and it hurts all POC every day. And if Ginuwine had tried to force a kiss to a woman in the house, he'd be crucified. Not just for being a man, but also for being a black man.

Nonetheless, that doesn't excuse the audience misgendering India and/or displaying overall transphobic behaviour.

Ginuwine was wrong, and India was wrong.
Two wrongs will never make a right.

I prompt everyone to take this opportunity and educate themselves on trans issues, and not use India's trans identity as a weapon against her.
Furthermore, I suggest everyone to take this opportunity to educate themselves on racism, and not use Ginuwine's race as a weapon against him.

Let's start this year by being sympathetic, understanding, genuine (no pun intended) and kind. Let's all make an effort to educate ourselves on minority and marginalised communities' issues.
Let's be better people.

Peace and Love,
Lara

1/3/18

Random Thoughts LXXII

It’s not a coincidence how many movements and ideologies that benefit humanity (feminism, veganism, ethical consumerism, body positivity etc.) are presented as one-dimensional and catholic. Nor is it a coincidence how activists of any kind are generalised, presented through exaggerated caricatures.

It’s because positive change is feared -and more than often doesn’t benefit the ones in power- and thus, mocked or presented through a prism of malicious intentions.

1/1/18

Diarrhoea

My first poem for 2018! (can't we all relate after we ate like elephants during the holiday season?)

Diarrhoea diarrhoea
My anus fears ya
My anus fears ya
Damned to meet you
Got to greet you?
Don't wanna feel you
Gotta escape you
Diarrhoea diarrhoea
I cannot take you
I hate you, I hate you
Intestines protesting
Bowel movement protecting
Sphincter exhaustion
Shitty explosion