Gender

Dismantling the harmful social structure of patriarchy, celebrating the successes of women, non-binary, and transgender figures, and empowering all genders.

Non-Binary: Beyond a Label

TW // Discussion of gender dysphoria and transphobia/transmisia.

Dear Asian Youth,

My mother raised me in a household where my dreams had no limits and praying to Hindu deities was the norm. These deities had many forms and could present themselves in different ways; they could look like women, men, both or neither. I remember thinking at a young age, “I wish I could do that.” I promise, I don’t have a god complex. I’m just genderqueer.

Leslie Cheung: A Bisexual Icon of the 80’s and 90’s

TW: Suic*de, de*th, hom*phob*a

‘My mind is bisexual. It’s easy for me to love a woman. It’s also easy for me to love a man, too” – Leslie Cheung, 1992.

Dear Asian Youth,

Amongst the actors and singers of the canto-pop scene, the late Leslie Cheung springs into the mind of many as a figure who embodies the genre. My older cousins were especially fond of his music growing up and felt an affinity towards Cheung, they even called him “gor gor” (big brother), which I later found out was a nickname that the people of Hong Kong gifted him. It was clear to me that he was a figure of hope to my cousins for his determination to express his sexuality despite belonging to a largely homogenous culture. It was only natural that this admiration would be later passed onto me.

Girlbossism

While social media can be a great asset to social progress, as demonstrated by a certain organization you are reading this from, it can also take us back quite a few steps. This is attributed to algorithms, group polarization, and confirmation bias. Even if we think we are on the “right” (but left) side of the internet, questionable rhetoric for social change still exists in the name of activism.

#DontTellMeHowToDress: Water Guns, Gr*ping, and Governments

It’s summer. April 13th, Songkran Day, to be precise. People swarm the narrow streets of Bangkok, from Silom to Khao San Road, bodies sizzling and melting in the weather. Water guns, hoses and buckets splash, and spray. The whole country goes enthusiastically haywire. Hands and fingers go everywhere. It’s Thai New Year’s day; people are happy and ecstatic. But if happiness blinds the crowd, how elusive can touching, groping, and sexual assault be?