Monday, July 21, 2008
Honor killings, my ass
This morning, I came across this article from the U.K.'s Independent, and I am completely outraged.
It's being reported that a Turkish man, pictured above, was likely murdered in an "honor killing" by his family because he was openly gay. "Honor killings" are perpetrated on many, especially women who are breaking free from patriarchal "values," but this would be the first reported case of a man being the victim of one because of being gay.
Honestly, people, what the fuck?
My immediate response to these kinds of things usually runs the regular gamut of vengeful thoughts - kill them all, I want to see them suffer, where's a biblical earthquake when you need one, etc.
Then, I usually move into the more subtle curses, "May the perpetrators of this crime have their eyes opened to their own deeds," "May they fully drink from the waters of compassion," etc., etc.
Of course, this leads me to a slight form of narcissism, which I don't think is a bad thing for a witch actively engaged in transforming the world. If I'm willing to lay these things on someone else, what does my own slate look like? That's not to say I won't wish for those things - it's more whether or not I'm willing to deal with the fall out on my end.
Violence against queer people sends me through the fucking roof. While people of my parents' generation remember where they were when Kennedy was shot, I still have clear memories from the time I found out about Matthew Shepard's death.
On a related note, Malidoma Some, an initiated elder and representative of his village in Burkina Faso, has some fascinating things to say about queer peoples and the necessity of keeping queers a vital part of a community (and let's start with not killing them). Here's the interview he did on the subject - I'll write more about my own musings on this conversation tomorrow. In the meantime, check it out.
May the mysteries of death no longer be wielded as a weapon by anyone against anyone. Ever.