About Ted Kerr
Editor’s Note: Yesterday Gay City News reported that the LGBT Center of New York City would bar lesbian author Sarah Schulman from reading and discussing her new book, the subject of this review. Hundreds of people from around the world have already signed a petition urging the LGBT Center of New York City to end their policy of censorship and allow Ms. Schulman, a veteran activist, decorated scholar and author of 18 books, to appear there.
Schulman believes in queers to solve the world’s problems.
Israel/Palestine and the Queer International is a queer memoir from Sarah Schulman in which she uses her journey as a lesbian American Jew overcoming ignorance to illuminate the most “encouraging progressive development in grassroots global politics of our day”: the Palestinian-led Boycott, Divestment and Sanctions campaign against Israel. What excites her about the campaign—which aims to end the occupation and colonization of all Arab lands and dismantle the “Apartheid Wall”; to recognize the fundamental rights of the Arab-Palestinian citizens of Israel to full equality; and to respect, protect, and promote the rights of Palestinian refugees to return to their homes and properties as stipulated in UN Resolution 194—is the playing, and need to play:
It has been many years since I have become aware of a political movement with so much potential for progressive change. Not since ACT UP in the 1980s—also a movement of severely oppressed people facing hugely distorting mythologies with no right. And just as ACT UP was able ultimately, to change the world, I see that kind of radical potential in the Palestinian queer movement today.
30 years into the epidemic, exasperated by silence and ignorance, we don’t need AIDSphobia articulated anymore. Sadly, 3500 words later, that is all Rich Juzwiak’s article Please Don’t Infect Me, I’m Sorry, has to offer (how someone can fail to write about PrEP or PEP when investigating their fear of HIV is beyond me). While taking us on a grindr fueled journey of fear and loathing in lost chances, all we learn is sites like Gawker still feel free to trade in fear mongering, lack luster research, and discriminatory points of view. For all of his fear of HIV, he fails to mention evolving prevention technology such as PEP or PrEP, and seems to almost refuse to people living with HIV as anything beyond a positive sign.
Its articles like this that can almost break an online citizen, leave you blurry eyed and wondering what you have to show for yourself hours later beyond a few dozen flaming comments, and online enemies. It’s enough to consider a moratorium on the Internet, or at least on caring. But it doesn’t last, because the straw that almost breaks the camel’s back is nothing compared to the numerous threads, that when viewed together, weave together something akin to an online community.
Ted Kerr’s 5-part photo essay on gentrification in lower Manhattan inspired by the 2012 book The Gentrification of The Mind by Sarah Schulman
Liza Minnelli is humiliating. She humiliates. She endures.
In his new book on the subject, Wayne Koestenbaum uses dear Liza in an ongoing meditation to explore humiliation. We see Minnelli as abusing wife, victim of fame, and witness to Michael Jackson. But of course Minnelli’s humiliation began at birth,
Imagine … being Judy’s daughter, and imagine our humiliation , as we watch Liza and imagine ourselves to be the third generation of foot bound stars. As we watch her sing New York New York again and again (even as we cheer, even as we shiver with uncanny pleasure), Liza passes on to us the bodily message of what it means to be a star. It might mean grandeur and money and luxury and ease, but it might also mean showing your buttocks to the Santa Barbara County sheriff and then going on TV to tell the world about the experience [referring to the Michael Jackson child molestation case].
Koestenbaum includes us, the queer reader, bringing up the shudder of kinship, the flinch of recognition. He illustrates not only can humiliation be passed down through blood lines, it can inherited through intergenerational chosen families, transmitted through art. Any friend of Dorthy is a sibling in humiliation.