tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46979299790527534612024-03-06T09:08:38.183+00:00June42June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.comBlogger102125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-916180320758992642024-03-02T17:47:00.004+00:002024-03-02T17:55:24.142+00:00Thoughts on ‘Chaterhouse Warren Woman’ or we were always here- just not in the way you thinkIn January this year a paper revealed that researchers at the Francis Crick Institute (working alongside colleagues at the University of Oxford, University of York and Oxford Archeology) had identified the oldest known remains of a woman with Turner Syndrome from around 2500 years ago in Charterhouse Warren, Somerset (and I am going to call her a woman, not an ‘individual’ as she was female). The report also discussed the discovery of three men with Klinefelter Syndrome and a person with Downs Syndrome from different periods.
<a href="https://www.crick.ac.uk/news/2024-01-11_first-prehistoric-person-with-turner-syndrome-identified-from-ancient-dna#:~:text=The%20individual%20with%20Turner%20syndrome,in%20Charterhouse%20Warren%20in%20Somerset.&text=General%20view%20of%20the%20medieval,was%20found%20%28Oxford%20Archaeology%29." target="_blank">First prehistoric person with Turner syndrome identified from ancient DNA | Crick
</a><p>Having read more about this discovery, only the skull of this young woman was discovered. She showed signs of Anaemia/ malnutrition- cribra orbitalia (as many people did in this time). She was around 18-22 years old when she died, which is even younger than the life expectancy of 25 years in Iron Age Britain. She apparently had not undergone menarche even though she had mosaic Turner Syndrome. </p>
You can see the skull here
<a href="https://www.researchgate.net/figure/An-individual-with-mosaic-Turner-syndrome-from-Iron-Age-Somerset-UK-a-The-cranium-of-the_fig3_377330741" target="_blank">An individual with mosaic Turner syndrome from Iron Age Somerset, UK a... | Download Scientific Diagram (researchgate.net)
</a><p>Many of us with Turner Syndrome found this discovery fascinating and could not help but think about what this young woman’s life would have been like. One of the\ main things that stuck us was how what sort of quality of life she would have had with no medical treatment available.
Firstly, it is important to note that of course life in Britain was very different in this period. The average life span was 25 years, testifying to the difficult nature of life and the fact that medical conditions and diseases/infections that are simple to treat today could be frequently fatal and that malnutrition was part of life.</p>
<p>This young woman most probably has recurrent ear infections throughout her life. Did she have any other health issues such as hypothyroidism, odema, kidney issues and any of the issues that affect us as women and girls with Turner Syndrome? Was her eyesight affected? Did this young woman have the cardiac issues associated with Turner Syndrome? How did the cognitive and spatial issues some women with Turner Syndrome have to deal with affect her life? Did she have coeliac disease (contributing to her malnutrition/Anaemia? Did the fact she had this health issue contribute to the fact she did not go through puberty? We have no indication of how she died. Did any of the health issues connected to Turner Syndrome play a role in her short life span?</p>
<p>Did this young woman ever wonder why her body wasn’t developing? Did she ever cry or get distressed about this? Did she face stigma and rejection because of this? She was at least buried with other people, indicating she was accepted as part of her society. She was not seen as holding a special role because she had a DSD and as far as the evidence indicates she was not an outcast.</p>
<p>But we have no other evidence about this young woman’s life apart from her skull. No objects were found with her remains – probably because the only thing she owned were the clothes she wore. We don’t even have any other part of her body which would have told its own story about her life and impact of Turner Syndrome and possibly her death.</p>
<p>We still know so little about the life of ordinary people in Iron Age Britain. We know that life was very communal and tribal. It was also hierarchical, and this young woman would not have much status. We are still finding out new things about Iron Age society, particularly about the role women played. We are still making discoveries about the roles women could play in this society. We will never fully understand what life was like for people who lived in Britain at this time. But most importantly people in Iron Age Britain would have little or no concept of what we term ‘gender’. And whatever they may have believed about sex roles, these are from a very different time and do not justify or uphold any modern beliefs. After all this is a society that probably practiced slavery and human sacrifice!</p>
<p>The nearest we can possibly get to understanding what she may have felt could possibly be indicated by the reports of the various mental health issues (depression, feelings of lack of self-worth) that Henry Turner found in the eight women with the DSD that bears his name in his original 1938 paper. Like this young woman, they were offered up as objects of scientific /medical interest. </p>
<p>Moreover and more importantly we cannot project a very particular late twentieth /early twenty first century ideology (which many people have concerns and issues with) which this project is explicitly trying to do.</p>
<p>It is so concerning that in the Nature paper which reported this used terms such as ‘Non binary sex’ People with DSDs, and our lives are not an ideological tool or ‘gotcha’ to be used by researchers who know nothing about the actual reality of living with these conditions. They don’t consider the impact of being used on this way or the difficulties they are creating for us. </p>
<p>Indeed the researchers had to admit that there was nothing out of the ordinary about the way the individuals with DSDs they analysed were treated and that ‘ they seem to have been part of their societies.” as Kyriaki Anastasiadou put it, She is so close to getting it while not getting that people with DSDs are no some ‘other’. She also said ‘It’s quite interesting to think that these people existed throughout human history’- I can’t help but feel patronised and a little troubled by these words. The existence of this young woman is not ‘quite interesting’. Why should the existence of individuals with specific conditions (with special reference to DSDs) be even remarkable? I agree it is remarkable and deeply moving to have found a woman with Turner Syndrome from over two millennia ago. The fact she made it to early adulthood, let alone be born is in and of itself remarkable (there is a 99% rate of miscarriage for Turner Syndrome in utero and apparently 15% of confirmed pregnancies that end in miscarriage are due to Turner Syndrome). I find it deeply moving this young woman managed against all the odds to live even to the age she got to.</p>
<p>So yes. Women and girls with Turner Syndrome have always been here, as have men and boys with Klinefelter Syndrome and people with DSDs generally. Our lives were only remarkable in in how unremarkable they were. We exist and the only thing our existence proves is that individuals with DSDs exist. As have all genetic conditions So yes, celebrate and proclaim this. </p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-22768255892164084842023-04-02T11:16:00.002+01:002023-04-02T11:16:39.019+01:00Some thoughts- April 2023<p>This is just some thoughts I need to share</p>
<p>As well as my medical treatment as a teenager I had to deal with a traumatic experience when I was 12 (if anyone wants me to elaborate- contact me)- for years I kept it to myself until I had what I recognise as a breakdown when I was around 14. </p>
<p> When I was in my latish 30’s (ie around time I set up this blog)I started getting interested in radical feminism. Its been a long journey but this is a journey which has been vitally important to me .</>
<P>Rather than victim blaming me, dismissing what had happened to me or not wanting to discuss my experiences, Radical feminism and other feminists let me know that my feelings matter and are valid and I have a right to discuss and name what happened to ne. Radical feminism and other feminists showed me that millions of women and girls have had to deal with such behaviour and there is a power in naming and calling out male sexual and physical violence.</P>
<P>Radical feminism and other feminists never shamed me or made me feel less for my decision to remain single and to not (apart from one notable exception) engage in relationships with men. It actually affirmed and supported my decision.</p>
<P>When I was being subjected to misogynistic bullying in the workplace, rather than merely telling me to ‘keep my chin up’ Radical feminism helped me understand what was happening and gave me the strength to get through it. </P>
<P>Radical feminism gave me a space to connect with other women and heal and to show solidarity with women in far, far worse situations.</P>
<p>Radical feminism is helping to heal me, rather than silence and dismiss my experiences and those of other women and girls.</P>
<p>I actually feel more anger on behalf of other women who do far, far more than me who have to deal with a regular torrent of abuse and smears and misogynistic bullying. They show much grace.</p>
<p>There are so many inspiring, courageous feminist activists out there, from so many different backgrounds and countries. They deserve nothing but love and solidarity. And also some wonderful men truly respect and understand women.</p>
<p>I am just so tired of seeing other women getting no platformed, loosing their jobs or opportunities, being harassed and smeared, victim blamed and subjected to threats and even physically attacked in the name of ‘inclusivity’</p>
<p>I am tired of seeing women’s meetings being harassed, intimated and shut down. I am tired of those who attend such meetings being subjected to abuse. There is no ‘both sides are as bad as each other’. The call to ‘be kind’ is being addressed at those who are being attacked.</p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-28606377529834711182021-09-25T14:52:00.003+01:002021-09-25T15:16:18.137+01:00A personal account of some events....This is a difficult post to write and I know it may cause controversy. But the events I have about to discuss have deeply traumatic for me. I feel it is important for me to discuss them.
<p>In late 2018, a friend of mine who also has Turner Syndrome made me aware that on a facebook forum run under the auspices of a support group that parents were posting intimate details about their daughter’s puberty. This forum had at least several hundred members. I shared her concerns about these posts for a variety of reasons.</p>
1. As people say- The Internet is forever. This information could be found and used against these girls at some later point. This is a particular issue (which I will elaborate on) especially as it is not the girls themselves posting this information.
<p>2. While the forum was supposed to be open to only those affected by Turner Syndrome, we are all aware of issues around catfishing. It had a large membership so hundreds of people would have seen this post.</p>
<p>3. Most importantly young women with Turner Syndrome have the right not to have their sexual development and bodies discussed by others with no connection to them , especially by strangers on a public forum. It is just incredibly inappropriate. Firstly, It sends the message our bodies, particularly our sex characteristics are ‘not normal’. Secondly it sends the message that our bodies, especially our sex characteristics are fair game for discussion and judgement by strangers and we have no right to have our privacy respected. Thirdly it sends the message that our bodies, especially our sex characteristics are not ours but are controlled by others – namely parents and medics.</p>
These are all incredibly dangerous messages to send, especially to young women at a vulnerable time.
<p>We rightfully understand issues about safeguarding and not sharing sensitive information about minors online. My friend and myself tried to respectfully raise the issue of how appropriate these types of posts are on a public forum, even if it is closed. Even if the membership of the particular forum was only women with Turner Syndrome and parents of girls /teenagers with Turner Syndrome all the issues I have discussed remain. We made the suggestion that parents who have such questions should either contact te support group directly via DM or email. This would allow them to get support while respecting their daughter's privacy.</p>
But the head of the support group argued that these posts were appropriate.
<p>Which brings me to my final issue. These type of posts were deeply triggering to me as a woman with Turner Syndrome who had to deal with deeply inappropriate treatment from my endocrinologist as a teenager. I have discussed this previously but just to recap. Into my mid teens my middle aged male endocrinologist would examine intimate parts of my body and say things like ‘coming along nicely’. He did this once in front of a class of students. This endocrinologist remains a highly respected and influential figure.</p>
As I have said before I am willing to accept there may have been no malice in my endocrinologist’s intentions. But it was at best deeply inappropriate. It has left issues of trauma and feeling disconnected from myself as a woman. It could be argued to be a form of abuse. I tried raising the issue of the long term of what happened to me with my Turner Syndrome clinic and the hospital I received treatment at back in late 2014. I send an email to the doctor who headed the clinic at the point (who I think is a genuinely good person who has the best interests of women with Turner Syndrome at heart). These however came to nothing.
<p>https://aturnersyndromefeminist.tumblr.com/post/104773636206/update-on-raising-issue-of-my-treatment-as-a</p>
There is a long and inglorious history of the bodies of women with Turner Syndrome being paraded in medical literature in photos going back to Henry Turner’s original paper in 1938 . In my discussion with my specialist back in early 2015 he raised the issue of the use of medical photos of women and girls being problematic and that women affected had a right to an apology (just to note – he is not the endocrinologist who treated me as a teenager and shows he understands issues of privacy and appropriate medical conduct). It also has to noted the behaviour of some male medical professionals toward women and girls with Turner Syndrome needs examining (and I am looking right back to Henry Turner himself – I wanted to cry when I read his paper when he explained the examinations he performed).
<p>https://aturnersyndromefeminist.tumblr.com/post/108189371456/medical-photos</p>
I am far from the only woman with Turner Syndrome who has had to face this issue.
<p>Which brings us to November 2018. My friend flagged up that another type of these posts had appeared on the forum. I posted a comment explaining my concerns about such posts and that the privacy of the girl involved and her right to have ownership of her body needed to be respected. To illustrate this I explained what had happened to me and the long term impact it had. I tried to be respectful.</p>
To which the head of the support group responded that what happened to me occurred a long time ago and no longer happened.
<p>There was no word of sympathy or compassion. </p>
I cannot begin to explain how such a response made me feel. But just some points why this was an appalling response.
<p>Firstly when someone explains that they have been subjected to such behaviour you do NOT belittle how this made them feel.</p>
Secondly there is no time limit on the impact this type of behaviour has on someone who was subjected to it.
<p>Thirdly we are beginning to understand that not holding men who behave in abusive ways accountable damages society and particularly traumatises victims of abuse.</p>
I feel completely unsupported by the support group that is supposed for be for those affected by Turner Syndrome (be they women, teenagers, girls, parents, partners). Worse than that, I feel they actually see me a problem for raising this issue.
<p>I wrote a post explaining my pain at the response I received and contacted the society to end my membership and also to explain why the response was so hurtful. But they still held to their position that I was wrong and that they hoped I ‘find peace’. This is a particularly condensending and actually victim blaming response as it makes the reaction of the person to what has been done to them the problem, not what was done to them.</p>
<p>A medical support group is supposed to be there for those who affected by their medical issue. This includes understanding all the historical issues that people with these medical conditions have faced and understanding issues of trauma. It should listen and support people who have gone through traumatic treatments and uphold them. This support group completely failed in this. What is more myself and my friends were completely written off and we were accused of not ‘keeping to the ethos’ of the group. It was made very our voices and experiences as women with Turner Syndrome were not respected or valued.</p>
I got some lovely supportive messages from friends with Turner Syndrome after this incident. I am grateful for this.
<p>The impact of Turner syndrome goes far beyond the medical issues that it can cause. It can have profound psychological imapct. Any group that claims to support those with Turner Syndrome needs to show sensitivity to this and to properly engage with us respectfully and take our experiences into account.</p>
<p>Over the last couple of years I have been connecting with people with other Differences/Variations of Sexual Development such as PAIS, MRKH and Klinefelter Syndrome. This has helped me put my own experiences in context and see that the issues women and girls with Turner Syndrome face are part of a larger issue and why educating both medical professionals and society generally are important.</p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-74420574495013580092020-07-28T14:29:00.001+01:002020-07-28T14:52:45.729+01:00OK Karen- Karen Hill and the reality of Goodfellas <p>Goodfellas is one of my favourite films of all time for a variety of reasons. But over recent years I have come to realise that the portrayal of Karen Hill and Lorraine Bracco’s performance and joint narration of the film are one of the reasons I keep returning to it. It is a rarity in the gangster film genre that a female character is afforded such a central role and even more rare that we get to be privy to how they feel. Indeed it is interesting to compare this to Scorsese’s subsequent gangster films like ‘Casino’ and especially ‘The Irishman’ that caused controversy for it’s lack of female representation. However ‘Goodfellas’ is based on a true story and involves real people. The (apparently) actual story of Karen Hill casts a very different light on the events portrayed in the film. So while the majority of this essay will look at Karen Hill as portrayed in the film, the final part will address how the film diverges (apparently) from some significant parts of her story.</p>
<p>We first meet Karen in the 1963 section when Henry Hill (Ray Liotta) is already at 21 firmly established in the mafia life working for Paul "Paulie" Cicero (Paul Sorvino). Henry meets her on a double date he has been reluctantly talked into by Tommy DeVito (Joe Pesci). Henry’s rude behaviour on this date initially is off putting to Karen and he stands her up on the subsequent double date, enraging her. This is the point where Karen is also introduced as a narrator. We get to hear how she feels about the events she was involved with throughout the film. She looks back almost wryly at these first two encounters with Henry in her narration. Karen proves that she is not a woman to be trifled with as she gets Tommy to help her find Henry so she can give him a piece of her mind. We then switch back to Henry’s narration. Rather than be annoyed by Karen’s behaviour he is struck by how attractive she is (he compares her eyes to Elizabeth Taylor’s) and their argument turns into a mutual flirtation and he promises to take her on a proper date. The song on the soundtrack is Chariot by Betty Curtis. The most famous version of this song is the English language version ‘I will follow him’ by Peggy March. Ironically Karen has indeed followed Henry just to yell at him. But more seriously Karen will end up following Henry ‘wherever he may go’ (as the song goes) – be it through infidelity, to prison or into the drug trade, as a result of this encounter. As the song continues ‘He (Henry) is my destiny’ for Karen. Possibly Henry was also impressed Karen was the sort of woman who would stand up for herself and who knew her own mind. As the film progresses Henry will come to see that this is both a significant asset and liability in a Mafia wife.</p>
<p>Karen comes from a middle-class Jewish background. Like her we experience Henry’s world from the perspective of an outsider seeing both its attraction and danger. As someone from a different background Karen will several times misunderstand or disregard the rules that Mafia wives are expected to live by with significant impact for Henry over the years.</p>
<p>It is worth noting that over the course of the four ‘dates’ Karen’s dress and hair become more sophisticated indicating her maturing feelings toward Henry On the first ‘date’ she is dressed in blue with a cardigan, which reflects her coldness toward Henry. On the second date she is dressed in red indicating her anger at Henry standing her up. On the third date she is dressed in a floral dress and cardigan indicating her blooming feelings. On the fourth date (at the Copacabana) she is dressed in a black dress suggesting the maturation of her feelings is complete. </p>
<p> Karen gets an insight into Henry's world in the famous scene where he leads her through the Copacabana club. The soundtrack ‘Then he kissed me’ by the Crystals tells of a nascent relationship which ends in marriage echoing the situation between Henry and Karen. Henry and Karen’s courtship progresses with Karen gradually beginning to pick up clues that Henry does not simply make his living in ‘construction’. We get to experience the excitement and romanticism of this courtship through the soundtrack and camerawork. Karen is shown to enjoy the perks that come with being with Henry and to be impressed by his apparent maturity and connections. Like Karen the audience is seduced by the apparent glamour of Henry’s lifestyle. Matters come to a head when Karen is sexually assaulted by a neighbour Bruce. Henry decides to avenge her by pistol whipping Bruce. It is interesting this is the first act of violence we as an audience actually see Henry perform. It is not against a fellow mobster but someone who has hurt someone he is close to. This is an early indicator that while Henry is a committed gangster he has bonds outside the mafia which have their own requirements which may be in opposition to what his mob ‘family’ want. He gives Karen the bloodied gun to hide. This leaves Karen in no doubt about Henry’s criminal background and what he is capable of. But rather than being repulsed her narration relates ‘I got to admit the truth- it turned me on.’ </p>
<p>This seals Karen and Henry’s relationship and the next scene is of their Jewish wedding ceremony. Karen’s narration discusses how she was introduced to Henry’s ‘family’ at their wedding. She jokes about being introduced to countless Marie’s, Peters and Pauls and how disorientating this was. The camerawork and soundtrack of the Harptone's ‘Life is but a dream’ re-enforces the dreamlike nature of the scene. The words ‘My life, my love’ repeat over the scene confirm that with marrying Henry Karen has entered a very different way of life. </p>
<p>We get a clue as to why Karen chose to marry Henry in the following scenes between her and her parents when Henry fails to come home from a night with his gang friends. Her mother berates her for not knowing where Henry is but Karen angrily accuses her of controlling her father’s life and not understanding (or indeed caring) how she feels. Karen did not want to replicate her parent’s relationship with her mother domineering her father. She has chosen Henry because he has shown himself to be independent and go getting. She also wants to move beyond the confines of the respectable world she has known. Karen’s mother asks if she knows what sort of person Henry and his friends really are and there is a lot of truth in this. When I asked Lorraine Bracco about her feelings about Karen at a BFI Q and A about the film a few years ago she said she felt Karen marrying Henry was an act of rebellion, and that she felt she had to stand by it even if it meant spending almost twenty five years married to a mafia member. It is worth noting Karen was only nineteen when she married Henry and had only known him four months- it is arguable whether she truly understood what she was getting herself into.</p>
<p>The scene of Mickey Conway’s (Julie Garfield) hostess party is a further baptism into life as a mafia wife for Karen (‘We weren’t married to nine to five guys but the first time I realised how different was when Mickey [Conway] had a hostess party’). She expresses her horror at how badly dressed the other mafia wives are, their heavy make-up and how ‘beat up’ they look (this could both mean how worn out they look but also that they bear signs of domestic violence), the casual violence they say they dole out to their children and how they complain about their domestic woes. Karen is physically separated from the other wives in this scene and chats with the beautician Rosie (Ileana Douglas) who like her is a young Jewish woman, sharing with her incredulous looks at what they are overhearing. The mafia wives in this scene are all middle aged with craggy faces and frumpy clothing. Scorsese shows them as slightly ridiculous hags with exaggerated facial expressions (note in particular the women who complains of being sexually harassed with her prominent facial mole). This is in sharp contrast to the manner that the male gangsters are portrayed earlier with their smart suits, bonhomie and self-possession. One woman even has her face half covered in a blue cosmetic emphasising that there is something ridiculous about her. We also do not get introduced to these women individually as we are with Henry’s associates with their colourful names- they are just a bunch of women (although one of them is Frankie Carbone’s wife). This indicates that Karen did not become close to any of these women bar Mickey (and even then this is a semi forced friendship). Mickey relates the misfortunes of a woman called Jeannie, who as well as having a husband in prison is dealing with her son being arrested for murder (which caused her mother to die of a heart attack). The other women lap up this tale of woe (while ostensibly sympathising with Jeannie) but it horrifies Karen. The soundtrack of this scene is the Shangri La’s ‘The leader of the pack’ which tells of a girl who falls in love with a ‘bad boy’ against parental approval only for it to end in tragedy. The words ‘Look out, look out look out!’ from the track are emphasised over a shot of Karen’s eyes expressing her concern at the world she has gotten herself involved in.</p>
<p>Karen discusses her concerns with Henry that night. He tries to laugh them off. Karen expresses particular concern over the possibility that Henry may go to prison like Jeannie’s husband. Henry jokes that Jeannie’s husband deliberately got caught so he could get away from her. He says that no gangster gets caught unless he wants to. These words are particularly interesting given later events when Henry does indeed get caught and imprisoned. Henry finally silences Karen’s concerns by initiating sex and we hear Karen justify Henry and his friends activities (‘ After a while It all got to be all normal- none of it seemed like crime’) over a love scene emphasising ,somewhat unsubtly, how seduced Karen has become by Henry’s words and life style.</p>
<p>It is interesting to compare how Karen justifies Henry and his associate’s criminal behaviour as just ‘cutting corners’ and ‘being enterprising’ against Henry’s justifications of his life style earlier in the film where he says to live any other way was ‘crazy’ and those who went out to work 9-5 were ‘dead’. There is more of a focus in Karen’s mind on the fact that Henry and his friends are domestic providers and that somehow as ‘blue collar guys’ they are only involved in crime as other avenues have been denied them. There is a certain amount of delusion about what activities (like protection rackets and loan sharkism) they are actually involved with rather like Henry only allows us to see him and his associates indulging in apparently harmless (and usually consensual) truck hijacking and a heist that did not even involve drawing a gun. </p>
<p>Karen continues her narration over a scene of Tommy performing a truck hijacking saying ‘We were all very close- there were never any outsiders around.’ emphasises the particular sort of social control the Mafia uses. People must be kept within the sphere of control and influence to ensure silence and cooperation. We see a couple of policemen turn up at Henry and Karen’s home to search it. We see from the look on Karen’s face this is not the first time this has happened and is something she is resigned to and her narration confirms this. She then discusses how herself and Henry would only usually socialise with other mobsters families like Jimmy and his wife Mickey. We then see a photo montage of Karen’s life with Henry and his friends. This could be argued to be a form of coercive control as Karen is expected to socialise almost exclusively with Henry’s associates.</p>
<p>We then do not see Karen again until the storyline about Henry’s relationship with Janice Rossi. Henry’s fellow gangsters all have mistresses (‘Saturday night was for wives but Friday night at the Copa was always for the girlfriends’) and their model of hypermasculinity dictates that they be sexually active outside of marriage. Indeed there is the practice in the Mafia of the ‘Goomah’ or mistress which the series ‘The Sopranos’ explored. As someone born outside the Italian/Sicilian American community, Karen was both not familiar with this practice and not willing to accept it. She first confronts Henry leading to him throwing a lamp at her along with some gaslighting (‘It’s all in your mind’). She angrily confronts Janice over the intercom to Janice’s building. She then threatens Henry with a gun while he is sleeping. This is the second scene where a gun plays a significant role in their relationship. We see Karen tremble and that she cannot bring herself to harm him (‘I was still very attracted to him’). Karen is not ‘masculine’ enough to fire the gun. When Henry eventually cajoles Karen into giving him the gun he angrily pins her down and points the gun at her in retaliation. Again this is one of the few times Henry is physically violent in the film and this time it is toward Karen. He walks out on her almost leading to the end of their marriage</p>
<p>However Henry’s fellow gangsters are not keen on Henry ending his marriage. In a later scene Paulie and Jimmy tell Henry he has go back to Karen and woo her again while affirming he can do what he likes outside the marriage. No doubt Karen has had a word with them both about the situation to persuade them to get Henry to return. But Paulie and Jimmy’s main concern is that if Henry abandons Karen, she will take her revenge by telling the authorities about his and his associates activities. Once within Mafia circles no one can be permitted to leave for fear of what they may reveal to the authorities. So Henry and Jimmy get sent on the fateful trip to Florida which leads to Henry being imprisoned for several years. We see a tearful Karen bid Henry an affectionate goodbye before he gets taken to prison. This is interesting given Henry’s earlier words to Karen that no mafia member goes to prison unless they truly want to. Does Henry subconsciously bring about his imprisonment to have time to sort his domestic life out?</p>
<p>When Karen visits Henry in prison she seems more outraged to find out Janice has recently visited him than that she has put herself at risk bringing contraband and drugs into the prison. She still is not over Henry’s affair (this scene is at least a couple of years after Henry was imprisoned) . She also expresses concern that Henry’s associates, even Paulie do not want to see her and are unwilling to offer financial support. Henry explains why they cannot help her because they need to lay low due to being on probation (again Karen does not understand the rules of mafia life) and urges her to help him continue his drug business. Karen is dealing with the hard reality that being a mafia wife does not guarantee a steady income and comfortable lifestyle. She wears a long heavy coat to conceal the contraband which could symbolise the weight of what she is dealing with. She also tells Henry she constantly writes to the parole board to try and get him released. Karen shows that she is willing to assist Henry in his criminal activities, and not just be a passive party in the relationship.</p>
<p>When Henry is released after several years, Karen is waiting for him on release. Her light clothes and short hair almost indicate her relief at Henry’s release and that this will be a new start or them as a couple. We get an indication of how difficult things have been for Karen when we see living conditions she and her children have been reduced to. Henry finds them a new home and sets about establishing his drug business to support them. When Henry starts a relationship with Janice’s friend Sandy, Karen probably accepts it as she sees that as far as Henry is concerned it is just a relationship of convenience as she is assisting him in cutting drugs. There is none of the emotional involvement he had with Janice. When Jimmy passes Henry his share of the Lufthansa robbery, Henry happily (but carefully) gets gifts for his family and shares the money with Karen.</p>
<p> Henry asks Karen to accompany him on the ‘final day’ drug deal when he meets with the Pittsburgh Connection. Tellingly Henry persuades Karen to hide the guns for the Pittsburgh connection at her parents home, not his (he has a pattern of using her parents as we will see). We see Karen ask for a drug hit (showing she also has issues with substance abuse) and get sexually harassed by the Pittsburgh connection, showing she has her own issues to deal with in Henry's drug dealing. Karen may not look as physically worn out as Henry but she shows signs of the the toll the lifestyle she is living is having on her.</p>
<p>When Henry is finally arrested we see Karen’s panic as she gets rid of the cocaine down the toilet. At the end of this scene she places a small gun down in her underwear (the fact she is also only dressed in underwear and dressing gown shows her vulnerability). Symbolically Karen has had to take on a male role (symbolised by the gun) </p>
<p>Tellingly Henry gets Karen’s parents to put up his bail, not his parents. When Karen tells him she has gotten rid of the cocaine he yells at her although this was probably the best course of action. However at the end of this scene, we see Henry and Karen lying together in a mutually supportive manner with Henry brandishing a gun in a protective manner. The order of male as protector has been re-established.</p>
<p>Karen begins to understand the threat to her family when she visits Jimmy to discuss Henry’s case. He tells her to help herself to some designer clothes from a warehouse but she gets spooked and leaves. While this is not the event that finally persuades Henry to go into the witness protection program it certainly contributes to his decision.</p>
<p>The final scene we see Karen in is when Henry agrees to go into the witness protection program Both Henry and the FBI man place emotional pressure on Karen to accept his decision to enter the witness protection programme and to accompany him. The FBI man reminds Karen that they have tapes of her helping arrange drug deals and that he has no concern about her fate, and that she is only useful as far as she makes Henry a good witness. Henry cajoles Karen to accompany him even though it means leaving her elderly parents. Karen wears a black and white polka dot dress which may indicate her lost innocence. </p>
<p>The closing credits tell us that Henry and Karen finally separated after 25 years of marriage they year before the film was released– they managed to stay together through infidelity, imprisonment and the witness protection program but eventually the toll of Henry’s lifestyle proved too much for Karen (the couple would only formally divorce in 2002). Karen and Henry’s children Greg and Gina would release a book ‘On the run – a mafia childhood’ in 2004 about their experiences on the witness protection program that would show that this was an incredibly difficult period of their lives (mainly because of Henry’s actions) that belies the ending of the film (there was at one point talk of a possible sequel to ‘Goodfellas’ based on Greg and Gina Hill’s book)</p>
<p>Lorraine Bracco gives a great performance in this film and she allows Karen to be a rounded character. We warm to her both because of an in spite of her flaws. Bracco did not get to meet Karen Hill but she clearly has sympathy with her and she remains proud of her involvement with the film (I greatly enjoyed hearing her discuss the film at the BFI a few years ago). She would earn an Academy Award nomination for best supporting actress for the role along with several other award nominations. It is worth noting Lorraine does bear an incredibly close physical resemblance to the real Karen Hill </p>
<p><b>Oh Mickey </b></p>
<p>I just want to take a quick look at the character of Mickey Conway who was played by Julie Garfield. She is Jimmy Conway’s wife and almost an opposite to Karen. She is based on Mickey Burke who was married to Jimmy Burke (the inspiration for Jimmy Conway). Jimmy and Mickey only married a couple of years before Karen and Henry but we get the impression she has been part of the mafia life for considerably longer in the film. Julie Garfield is also several years older than Lorraine Bracco which adds to this impression. Unlike Karen, Mickey’s hairstyle and fashion sense do not change over the seventeen or so years she is involved in the story, showing her to be a more conservative and settled woman in her role as a mafia wife. Karen and Mickey will spend a lot of time together over the years because of Henry and Jimmy’s friendship but as noted before it seems to be more a friendship by default. Karen discusses Mickey’s reaction to having the police constantly search her home (spitting on the floor) saying she cannot understand it and how it makes no sense to her which illustrates they have very different ways of dealing with the issues that come with being a mafia wife. The real Mickey Burke did go through some similar experiences to Karen in the film. Jimmy Burke had a mistress (actually Tommy DeSimones sister) and Mickey’s ex boyfriend who had been harassing her was found murdered around the time of her marriage to Jimmy. She had her own troubles (after all Jimmy was also in prison for several years at the same time as Henry). We see a close up on Mickey in a distressed state dressed in black and holding a handkerchief (obviously to wipe away her tears) as we hear Henry testify against Jimmy at the end. Jimmy Burke would die in prison in 1996 and one of his and Mickey’s sons would get killed in a drug deal in 1987 so the real Mickey’s woes would continue beyond the end of the film</p>
<p><B>The Sopranos factor</b></p>
<P>Of course Lorraine Bracco would go on to play Dr. Jennifer Melfi in ‘The Sopranos’. In many ways Dr. Jennifer Melfi is the opposite of Karen Hill. She is a middle-class Italian American who suddenly finds the mafia in her life in the form of Tony Soprano. Across the series she has to negotiate her feelings about Tony and his activities and keep him at a distance while trying to be his psychiatrist. Bracco was originally offered the role of Carmela Soprano but turned it down as she did not want to get typecast as playing mafia wives (Edie Falco would play Carmela). Bracco would win regular award nominations for her role as Melfi. Carmela Soprano is in herself an interesting and complex character and in all probability Bracco’s performance as Karen Hill helped path the way for the creation of the character.( Also worth noting that amusingly in one episode Melfi and her son discuss ‘Goodfellas’)</p>
<p><b>’And a lot of other things’</b></p>
<p>Now we come to where what may have actually happened and Goodfellas diverges and what light it casts on the real Karen Hill. There are a number of significant differences between ‘Goodfellas’ and actual events and the people portrayed in the film. For example Tommy DeSimone (who Tommy DeVito is based on) was several younger than Henry Hill and was married (also his body has never been found). Jimmy Burke (whom Jimmy Conway is based on) had at least one son who was also involved in the mafia and they were involved with the Lufthansa heist. </p>
<p>Here we come to the story of Karen Hill. She did not actually co-write ‘Wiseguys’ with Henry and Nicholas Pileggi. So the entire narration is a creation of Nicolas Pileggi and Martin Scorsese who wrote the script. Karen apparently did not actually want to be involved with the film, obviously trying to get her life back on track after the end of her marriage to Henry and several years on the witness protection program. This poses a number of issues about the ethics of the filmmakers speaking on Karen’s behalf. While it is appreciated Scorsese did go through the effort of creating a rounded female character and showing her inner life, he and Pileggi used the story of an actual woman at a vulnerable part of her life. I would hope that they at least spoke with Karen and got feedback from her when writing the script.</p>
<p>This is the point where we need to consider the story of Karen Hill that is in the public domain that is not in the film. Henry Hill claimed in his 2004 ook ‘Gangsters and Goodfellas’ claimed that Karen was having an affair with Paul Vario ( Paulie Cicero in Goodfellas). While Henry and Paul were imprisoned apparently Tommy DeSimone made advances toward Karen which she rejected and he attempted to rape her. She revealed this to Paul Vario and this was apparently one of the reasons he allowed Tommy’s ‘execution’ (as the film puts it ‘It was payback for Billy Batts and a lot of other things’)</p>
<p>Firstly to note – the ethics of someone revealing the sexual assault of another person without their consent in this way is a whole topic in itself, particularly given the relationship between Henry and Karen. We only have it on Henry’s word that Karen and Paul Vario were involved and it may be a way of detracting from his affairs. Even if true, there was large power imbalance between Henry and Paul that Karen may not have been in a position to refuse Paul or she may have gotten into the affair in order to help Henry. But if this attempted rape story is true it must have been a truly terrifying experience for Karen. It also has to be asked that if Paul Vario gave permission for the murder of Tommy DeSimone because of his behaviour toward Karen it has to be asked if it was out of affection toward her or that Tommy had ‘interfered’ with his property. I personally wonder if Henry's pistol whipping of Bruce in revenge for his attack on Karen early in the film is a subtle allusion to these events.</p>
<p>Henry Hill would enjoy a certain celebrity status, despite ongoing issues with drink and drugs (and continued criminal activities) appearing in several documentaries and television programmes up to his death (from natural causes) in 2012. Karen Hill has remained silent for the thirty years since ‘Goodfellas’ release. I hope wherever she is, she has managed to rebuild her life.<p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-85660212582503054672020-07-20T13:23:00.000+01:002020-07-20T13:23:41.699+01:00Ten years on this blog!<p>Just realised that I have been running this blog for ten years - I have not really worked on it for almost five years but certainly glad to have it as an archive of me writing my experiences with Turner Syndrome and other things. I have begun posting links to some of my early posts on twitter with the hope they are useful. I was not aware of how early I was writing about and picking on certain issues. I hope it can be useful for people.</p>
<p> It was certainly a difficult time in my life when I began this. I also went through a lot in the following four years. I am grateful for all I have learnt through the period. I am in a lot better place and glad my life has moved on.</p>
<p>Thank you to anyone who follows me or who has enjoyed or commented on my posts</p>June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-80257098009112821592020-07-09T15:06:00.001+01:002020-07-09T15:10:05.172+01:00The Journey<p>Between one country and another. Between one history and another. Between one life and another.</p>
<p>You set out early this morning. It will be a long but good day. Every part of this day matters. After all this is as much a pilgrimage as a journey. Every part of this journey excites you from the bus to the train station, to the train, to the plane. Every bit of distance covered brings you closer to the place you love. Every part does not take long but every part makes you anxious not to be late. But every time you arrive on time. Earl Van Dyke strikes up the band as you board the train.</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YBcUEupowbk</a>
<p>You move through the airport. The scents of perfumes as JJ Barnes sings Stevie Wonder. You grab a coffee at the usual place. You wait for the flight to be called up. Look at all the people on different journeys.</p>
<p>You got to the gate. So many other people also travelling. Some are going home. You wish it was you doing so to. Different passports tell their stories. Board the plane. This is the worst bit- the takeoff. Your stomach lunges and you feel regret at how confined you are suddenly. But this must be accepted. Airborne finally</p>
<p>You try to concentrate on your book. If it is a sunny day you look out at the clouds. There is a light you only see on this journey. </p>
<p> You see the land. Look down at the coast line. The houses become closer. The toy cars suddenly become real. The sound of The Dells signing Terry Callier.</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qWJuvsQJlms</a>
<p>The sudden speeding dance as the wheels gradually touch the ground. The speeding run as you land. Reaching under the chair. The crowded aisle. So many people. Try and get your bag. You must learn patience for this part.</p>
<p>Decompression as you finally exit the plane. You cannot leave the plane quickly enough. Sweet air. Feet on the ground finally. </p>
<p>You walk across to the building. You see the signs you are in the place you love. The signs in other languages.</P>
<P>The glass building allows you to look out on the land. You feel elation. Move through the airport as quickly as you can. The wonder carries you on. You don’t mind the long walk. You take in everything you are seeing</P>
<p>You show your passport that announces that you belong to this land to. Even the guards here are capable of kindness and humour. </p>
<p>All the things that are different. You check your messages. you exit the airport to get your bus. </P>
<p>Roy Hamilton ‘The Panic is on’ blasting out. On the top of the bus. Moving off. moving on The green green grass of another home.</p>
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wAMXUlVjFZY
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-59924765980706563442020-06-18T18:13:00.002+01:002020-06-18T18:13:44.006+01:00Not going quietly into the Twilight<p>Jeepster Magazine November 2019</p>
<p>Not going quietly into the Twilight’</p>
<p>By Alice Burton</p>
<P> Gerri Ashton and Hester Grant aka Harmonium have been part of the music industry for almost thirty five years. They had their first hit with the legendary ‘Complex’ in 1985, enjoying three number one singles, issuing eleven acclaimed albums and enjoying numerous sell out tours. Their ethereal electronica has proved influential over three decades and remains fresh and astounding . </P>
<P>In an era dominated by male electro duos such as Soft Cell and Pet Shop Boys, Harmonium were unusual in being female (although they have nothing but praise for their male peers). Ashton became known both for her ironically smooth vocals that were influenced by the likes of Dusty Springfield and French 60’s singers like Francoise Hardy and her playful androgyny. Grant’s synthesiser tracks were every bit as innovative as her male peers. They became known for songs exploring the loneliness of urban life, the transitory nature of modern love and feminism. Their 1989 single ‘Parlour games’ was recently voted one of the top five songs of the last thirty years here at Jeepster magazine</p>
<p>Harmonium have recently released their twelfth studio ‘Twilight stories’ (which garnered five stars here) which discussed issues around aging (Ashton had a hip replacement eighteen points ago just before the album was completed) and social media. Ashton is known for her wry and occasionally sharp pronouncements on twitter whereas Grant is legendary for her deliberately low key public profile. But in honour of the album’s release Ashton and Grant are meeting me today at their North London studio</p>
<P> In person Ashton is more shy than her extrovert stage persona suggests but still charming and welcoming. Wearing a Paul Smith trouser suit she still retains her Audrey Hebpurnesque looks at 60. Grant, wearing jeans, a sweatshirt and baseball cap, is affable and keen to discuss the thinking behind the duo’s music.</P>
<p>Grant was studying music and Ashton French when they met in London in 1981. They would form Harmonium in 1983, signing to the independent Parlet label the following year, who they remain with to this day. Ashton’s love of literature is evident in their song lyrics. Who else would get a hit song about Hildegarde of Bingen and write songs about Christine de Pizan and Colette? Harmonium also have referenced poets Adrienne Rich and Audre Lorde. </p>
<p>Grant is a classically trained pianist who played jazz clubs as a teenager to pay her way through college. There is a strong influence of Jazz to the pair’s music, bringing textures that were absent in their peers. Grant met Ashton when she was asked to accompany her performing some Julie London songs. In honour of how they met they released a cover of ‘Cry me a river’ in 1993.</p>
<p>Ashton and Grant are noted for their androgynous imagery and not conforming to the standard image of femininity. ‘We were hardly alone in that in the early 1980s, if anything it was almost de rigeur’ says Ashton ‘You saw women like Annie Lennox, Siouxsie Sioux and our dear friend Alison Moyet on Top of the Pops and just feel like you could go for it. In some ways it feels like we have gone backward’ she sighs.</p>
<p>The pair are famously private about their personal lives. Ashton has never denied her sexuality and discussed it in the press on a couple of occasions and they have long been icons for the LGBT (particularly lesbian) community. However was only in 2012 that the pair confirmed they have been a couple since 1983. Ashton discussed aspects of their life together in her acclaimed 2014 autobiography ‘Born under a different star’ (a Sunday Times best seller which was acclaimed for its wit and insight into the music industry). The song ‘Golden flame’ on Harmonium’s 2002 ‘Carnival’ album is widely interpreted as being about their relationship. They genuinely seem happy together and they exchange several affectionate looks during our interview</p>
<p>I want to ask them about what it is like to work with your life partner but don’t feel entirely comfortable raising the question. When I do and they both seem more than happy to discuss. ‘Well if anything for me it makes things easier as you understand the other person and know how to read their mood and what they want to achieve ’ says Grant ‘You have an ability to be in synch with them’</p>
<p>‘Mind you it means I can’t get away from her!’ laughs Ashton</p>
<p>While the pair may have a happy relationship, they record the complexities of the love lives of their friends and peers in their music. Songs such as ‘Morning in Paris’ tell wry tales of infidelity and broken relationships. Grants synthesiser parts meld with Ashton’s vocals to bring a considerable amount of emotion and sweetness to these story songs.</p>
<p>But Harmonium have also explored issues such as domestic violence in the song ‘Drifting cloud’ and sexual harassment in ‘Coffee for one’. They have discretely played benefits for and donated to various women’s and LGBT rights charities over the years.</p>
<p>As previously mentioned one of the themes of ‘Twilight stories’ is social media and particularly the trolling that prominent women have to deal with. One song in particular ‘Mute button’ deals with how Ashton had to deal with a number of trolls on twitter after her #metoo revelations. ‘Well it was hardly a pleasant period ‘ she notes ‘But I knew that there were other women who were getting worse abuse. The point of the song is that trolls want attention and to think they get to you. Better to not give them that power. You have to put things in perspective’.</p>
<p> In 2016, with the rise of the #metoo movement, Ashton revealed she had been groped by a prominent figure in the music industry and subjected to sexual harassment by another prominent figure. It had not been the first occasion she has made comments about the treatment of women in the music industry (she covered the topic extensively in her autobiography) but it was the first time she revealed the extent of what she had been subjected to.</p>
<p>’Well, I didn’t want to be seen as jumping on a bandwagon but felt it was important for the sake of young women coming up in the industry ‘ Ashton says. ‘It hopefully will make a difference, but there are no easy answers’. </p>
<P>’We have managed to get to a point where we are able to speak about these issues and not impact on how we get treated’ adds Grant ‘I mean they can’t exactly undo our record sales and earned royalities at this point!’ </p>
<p>So do the duo think it is easier for women in the music industry today?</p>
<P> ‘Well we are seeing more women making inroads to management and the more senior roles in the industry’ Grant says. She also makes the point women need to be in roles such as producers and engineers and involved with all aspects of the industry ‘I mean, we were lucky to have a lot of very creative female friends we could work with, it was a completely conscious decision.’</p>
<p>The pair are well known for working with other female creatives. They have worked with stylist Cara Rey for fifteen years (she created their looks for their last five albums and helped design their recent live shows) and acclaimed director Anna Greene has been responsible for several of their iconic videos (Grant met Greene through a mutual friend). </P>
<p>I ask the pair ‘So what is it like to be iconic female artists and role models?’</p>
<p>’Hard to say! We keep thinking about our influences. You know we were as influenced by people like Carole King, Joni Mitchell and Judee Sill as we were by acts like Kraftwerk and the Human League. We also want to acknowledge that people like Labelle, Patrice Rushen and Alice Coltrane also informed our music’ says Grant. ‘There should be as many different ways of being a woman artist as a male artist’ </P>
<p>Grant has a successful and respected career as a producer, notably helping the band Viola with their last album. Ashton has released two well received albums of her own compositions which pay tribute to the torch songs she loves. However they always feel happiest when working together ‘It is just a very natural and intuitive relationship and we realise that we bring out the best in each other’ says Ashton. </p>
<p>The other theme of ‘Twilight songs’ is ageing. Ashton is 60 and Grant 61. Ashton makes a joke about her recent hip replacement. However both show no signs of slowing down ‘Well I suppose we are at an age where others are thinking of retirement!’ Grant jokes ‘I suppose we will keep going as long as we feel we have something to offer and aren’t getting completely out of touch which is a risk with two old fogies like us!’.<p>
<p>It looks like it is not the twilight of Harmonium’s career quite yet.</p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-6188055130463090802020-06-17T11:47:00.001+01:002020-06-17T17:59:54.110+01:00Lock down<p>They were locked down yet again. Third time this week. Not that they got much time out of the cell anyway.</p>
<p>Jim guessed that Alex had been put in the same cell as him because they were around the same age. They did not reckon on how much Alex would wind him up, how much he wanted to yell at him.</p>
<p>Jim had to regrets about punching that man’s lights out, even if it meant landing up here. It was one thing he could do for Gina as a father, goodness knows he had not much good for much else in the last few years. Nobody was going to knock his girl about while he was around. He could at least take pride that whatever was going on with him had never lead him to hurt Miranda, Sandra and Gina. He may have been moody and had to distance himself from them to protect them but he had not hurt them. They had all been there when he was sentenced and had visited him a couple of times. Sandra wanted him to move in with him and Colin and the kids when he got out. He appreciated the offer but no way was he going to burden her with his issues.</p>
<p>After all what sort of a life did he have outside anyway? At least he knew where he would be for the next few month , knew what was expected of him. He also didn’t mind the privations or even the bad food – he was used it (and at least he knew he would get a meal). And much as he hated being locked in a cell it gave him a bit of time to think. He had never had that- he had always been having to react to situations. He was certainly better equipped than Alex for prison life. Jim would like to see him deal with some of the conditions he had to deal with in the army. He could laugh at the look of disgust on Alex’s face most meal times.</p>
<p>He had tried to be a good man. He went into the army at age seventeen because he genuinely wanted to do something positive rather than sit around on his arse on the dole. He enjoyed the discipline and structure. Prison was very like those early days in the Army in some ways. He married Miranda after he got back from Iraq in 1992. Sandra arrived a year later and Gina three years later. Jim knew he got lucky with Miranda. Miranda had settled into life as an army wife easily enough, never minded the moving around or long absences. Jim was always grateful for that. It was life after he had left the army that proved more difficult. </p>
<p>He got wound up every morning by Alex going through his routine. What a vain man with his moisturizers and hair products (when he could get them). Alex would come out with some line about keeping up standards. Jim could laugh at the ridiculousness. He wanted to scoff every time he saw Alex brushing his (greying) blonde locks. This was not the type of place where you wanted to appear soft. But soft was exactly what Alex was. </p>
<p>Not that Jim necessarily disapproved of taking care of your appearance. He had done so for years – neat and ordered appearance had been vital. He had tried to keep up appearances (in more ways than one) since leaving the army but now sported a beard and clumsy ponytail. Funny how he now resembled the type of person he used to scoff at. There was something in that.</p>
<p>Outside the storm rages. Voices raised. Too many people in here. Each one carrying their own issues. All clashing, all in pain.</p>
<p>Jim had served in both the Gulf Wars. Neither had exactly been exactly a picnic. Still he got through both. Managed to rise through the ranks and become someone who could be depended on. Almost twenty five years service. He had left the army with an honourable discharge. He always though was a strange phrase.</p>
<p>Alex had been safe at university while Jim had been in the middle of a conflict zone. Had established himself as a GP in a nice suburban practice. He had been a successful man. Had a nice big house, nice car, nice wife and family. Obviously that was all over, all gone in one fell swoop. Struck off as a Doctor, nice wife had requested separation and sold nice car so no returning to nice house. No wonder he couldn’t stop whimpering. Jim had seen Alex’s wife when she came to visit that one time. Quite a looker but not really his sort. Came to ask Alex for a formal separation. Jim was grateful he had gotten the whole business of divorce sorted years ago. Good to at least be able to be friends with Miranda. Her freedom had been the only thing he had that he could give her by that point. She was happy enough with her new man. Fair enough.</p>
<p>Jim knew the term for what was wrong with him. Four letters. He knew all the statistics. He wasn’t a fool. He had seen where he had been heading the last ten years. The flashbacks, the panic attacks, the sudden anger. </p>
<p>Jim also knew what Alex was the minute he saw him. He recognised the signs. He had seen enough people with drug problems while he was in hostels to know to recognise a drug addict. For all his neat and tidy appearance Alex bore the marks of addiction- addiction that had lead him here. He had been helping himself to prescription drugs for years. It was a surprise he could function at all with what his intake eventually became. He was receiving treatment while in prison. Fair play to him. Didn’t make his withdrawal symptoms any less easy to be around </p>
<p>But what was Alex’s excuse? What had happened to him? Jim had once asked him directly (on an occasion when Alex had been more than usually annoying). Well Alex told him and Jim wished he had never asked. Don’t ask someone to tell you their deepest secret if you are not prepared to hear.</p>
<p>Alex was trying to read up and researching his options for when he was released. Typical swot. Jim couldn’t even begin to think what he would do. He had quite liked gardening. Possibly that was something he would pursue. Yes, that would be nice.</p>
<p>Jim had tried a bit of security work after leaving the army. But his mind was too fractured by this point. He couldn’t provide a home or keep a job. Strange how everything fell apart. It had almost been a relief. Suppose it was time to turn things around</p>
<p>The disturbance outside is getting worse. The angry winds of too little space, too little freedom whirl round.</p>
<p>Alex began moaning and crying in his sleep. Oh God, not again. Jim longed to yell out too but somehow he didn’t. He wanted to punch that door down, throw something against the wall. Suddenly the inner scream within him filled the room.<p>
<p>Alex climbed out of his bunk and lay on Jim’s. He placed his arms around Jim. He did not have to say anything. He held him firm and tight letting him know that he was secure and safe. Jim placed his arms around Alex and stroked his head. Jim had never realised that reaching out to another person in pain answered and helped heal his own. That compassion and gentleness could well inside of him instead of anger. The storm may rage outside but in here there was a strange peace. Jim knew Alex would hold him close until those winds abated. </p>
<p> Dawn was breaking outside. A kind of order was being restored by the prison authorities. Soon both his and Alex’s sentences would be served. What would happen afterwards? All Jim knew is that Alex and him had a pact they would rent a flat together (Alex had a bit of money to do this). They would support each other as they each tried to make a new life. No Jim did not regret landing up in prison at this point. He had found the truest friend he ever would. </P>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-46469438865630864992020-06-16T12:55:00.001+01:002020-06-16T14:57:52.056+01:00The Bells<P>Of course she would meet him in a Library. There was something about the scent of age and knowledge of that particular library she found appealing. She would always think of him when she got that scent, when she felt the crispness of an autumn evening.</p>
<p>It had been a strangely happy time in her life- she was successfully in a post she enjoyed, she like the home she had been in for a year. She filled her life with music. It seemed the hard years were behind her.</p>
<p> The first sight of him beguiled her. Of course he was a Piscean, of course. She somehow had this very specific type- handsome moody Piscean with dark eyes and dark hair. He even had a connection to Abbey Road!</p>
<p>She would make her weekly pilgrimage to share his Sunday morning with him. Sometimes she made the same journey mid-week (she recalled the train broke down once- that had been a long journey home). It made it seem like something even more sacred and worthwhile to be with him to have to make that journey, to travel to a place she never knew before so often. She heard the bells calling her </p>
<P>He had visited her once at her home, just before Valentines Day. She would never forget seeing him at the bottom of the stairs at her work on Valentines day itself. He never looked more like a puppy. How she hugged him. Did her hear the bells too? Did they call him to her?</p>
<p> She never thought she would find so many things about herself answered in him. How much he echoed her experiences. She had found it so hard to relate to men. She was often scared of them but he had been such an exception. He seemed so gentle and thoughtful.</p>
<p>She remembered the blossoms were all out that Good Friday. He was like Spring. He was a gentle warmth in her heart, a blooming of sleeping flowers. Those particular spring blossoms would die forever never to bloom again after him. </p>
<p>An Easter kiss turned so cold by Pentecost. 49 days . Not long. Of course things began to go wrong in May. It had always been a strangely painful month the last few years. It always took something when it left. This time it would take him.</p>
<p>That Pentecost something died in her, never to be reborn. She would never forget how she felt when he uttered those words. It is was like she had physically been switched off.</p>
<p>How she regretted how angry her pain and loneliness had made her toward him, the angry words she told him. But what she felt was like an energy that needed to turn itself somewhere. She did not like how bitter she had been. She learnt the danger of making another human the focus of her happiness.</p>
<P>If she learnt one thing, it was that she understood what it meant to actually be in love. It had not been the childish crush she mistook for real feelings before. It had not been some immature bedazzling. She had learnt that she did have the ability to love and give another person that way. She may never feel that way again but she had at least felt that way once.</p>
<p>In the year after him, she made some effort to try and see if she could date other men. She even went on a couple of dates that came to nothing. But he was the true image. It only reminded her that no other man could ever occupy that part in her heart. He had been a rare exception, her one in a million. She realised that men held no real attraction for her. It had taken one that she had felt exceptional to even call her out of her solitude. She was not prepared to settle. The severance from him had almost killed her. But she did not regret anything about what she had learnt by the experience. </p>
<p>Perhaps she directed what she had felt for him into her love for the city she had spent part of her childhood in. The spring blossoms never stopped blooming there.</p>
<p>In the years after him, she learnt a lot about standing up as her own women. She would never be able to believe the things she believed when she was with him. If anything, his behaviour proved the points of the feminists she would follow. There would be no more Easter blossoms. No more worship of dead times and dead men. Her reborn life would have to affirm life, to affirm the beautiful now. She would learn to be a proud spinster. A wise hag helped her see the beauty of that term .</p>
<p>She thought about that song she used to listen to when travelling home from visiting him on Sunday – ‘I’ll never hear the bells again’ . Well she never would. But she would hear the call of solidarity with other women</p>
<a> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qCLZxiu9SyE</a>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-52861462023741734092020-06-15T16:09:00.000+01:002020-06-16T11:18:21.687+01:00Where have I been?<p>I had not used this blog for over five years up until a couple of weeks ago. I tended to use Tumblr until around 2017 then twitter. However I wanted to use this blog for the Hannah Gadsby post then realised I had other things I wanted to write about</p>
<p>I left the job I had been for over thirteen years at the end of 2017. I have been in a variety of jobs since. This is a decision I have no regrets about. I left on good terms but have no regrets about moving on. However because of some of the traumatic events in that job and other issues I decided I would prefer not to stay in contact with my ex colleagues. I have also not really heard from them either.
But things are what they are. I feel a lot better for moving on. I never thought I would. I was not in a good place for the last few years in the role</p>
<p>I have had some very positive experiences since such as one of my jobs. This is a very uncertain time. But I have hope.</p>
<p>Try and do some feministing on twitter and upholding women with Turner Syndrome too.</p>June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-27099640591854647542020-06-11T16:54:00.003+01:002020-06-11T16:58:30.512+01:00<p>We may be locked down but every day has the happiness of each other’s presence.</p>
<p>I walk by your door in the morning and you stand in the doorway and smile. I wish you good morning, wishing the best to you and all the loved ones who share your home and life. You always hold a cup of coffee in your hand. I know it means you wish things were as they were, that we were actually sitting in a café as we are wont to do! I smile to let you know you are not alone in this wish. I smile to let you know your loved ones are precious to me for the happiness they have brought you. </p>
<p>You walk by my door in the afternoon. I smile to let you know that your presence has brought joyful hours to this house, that these people I love that this home contains miss you too and wish for your presence too. Know they send you and yours their good wishes. I see you smile to let me know that you find this strange distance in closeness painful too.</p>
<p>We know we share worries about our loved ones far away. We knew the journey we are on wold take us physically far from them if not emotionally</p>
<p>Of course we will talk and laugh and share over the phone later. We will share silences and quiet moments as usual. We will laugh and delight in this friendship we share.</p>
<p>But oh how I miss the reassurance of you standing alongside me. How I miss you hand on my shoulder letting me know all will be well. I miss walking together. I miss us observing the world together, little looks exchanged and ideas noted.</p>
<p>Our friendship will stand.</p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-79611902548347023952020-06-11T13:17:00.001+01:002020-06-11T16:53:02.415+01:00The vampire<P>It is a Friday evening. As usual the girl had been at the hospital. In the past eighteen months every part of her had been scrutinised and found wanting. She was too clumsy. She did not speak properly. She was not outgoing enough. She was not clever enough. And of course there was something broken inside her.</P>
<P>She is twelve years old in her school uniform. Even by the standards of her age and time she is not very worldly. And of course even for her age she does not take up much space in the world.</p>
<p>She recalled a butterfly had landed on her arm one afternoon. It found out her secret and whispered its revelations in others ears. But she had not been trusted with these secrets. She had to figure it out. Soon a whole rabble of butterflies would be descending to study her and deconstruct her.</p>
<p>She will be put under their microscopes. They will tell her how they will improve her. She will sit in many different rooms while they talk at her. </p>
<p>There was a flutter in the air. She looked behind. There was the boy. He showed his sharp teeth. Discoloured fangs. His face contorted with malice. It was almost as if he </p>
<p>She knows immediately what type of a creature he is. Knows she must watch her step. She knows that much. That knowledge she was born with, like all girls</p>
<p>He follows her, tries to make some excuse to talk to her. She </p>
<p>She tries to walk faster. Holds her bag knowing she may need to use it as a weapon.She sees the cruelly with which he looks at her.</p>
<p>' You know I am a vampire right'almost like a boast or a demand for attention.</p>
<p>He tries to grab her. Tries to pull her toward those fangs. Seems to think she should bend herself to him and be grateful That somehow he is showing her the way things are. </p>
<p>She will not be his victim. She has had enough taken from her the last few months. He will not take more.</p>
<p>She yells and struggles and runs. She will not tell of this for years. Like all girls she has been taught not to speak of such things- who wants to believe they happen? </P>
<p>She could have told him older and more skilled vampires than him have their claim on her. Ones who she cannot run away from. </p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-9372557857122104382020-06-09T17:10:00.000+01:002020-06-09T17:15:01.733+01:00Wednesday Afternoon 3pm<p>Every Wednesday at 3pm, Stella puts out she has baked (Victoria sponge –Isabel’s favourite) and brews the tea (Stella has Darjeeling just for Isabel to drink) . Wednesday afternoon was one time of the week they had a couple of free hours. </p>
<p>They were born within week of each other almost 54 years before, a couple of years before the really hard times. They began school on the same day. They became teenagers soon after the war began. Stella left school at fourteen to work in the factory, Isabel stayed on another year, then also started at the factory before moving on to clerical work.</p>
<p>Stella always thought Isabel brighter than her, but she never made her feel less. Isabel was constantly praising Stella’s intelligence (more than Stella thought she deserved), sharing books she found interesting, and encouraging her to learn more about different topics. They would spend hours discussing books and newpaper articles when they had free time (which was rare).</p>
<p>Stella always thought Isabel a beauty - what it was to have seen her grow into the woman she was. Her sparkling eyes, auburn hair, her glowing smile. More than this, she always knew how to carry herself with grace. Stella admired her ability to dress as elegantly as any duchess even on the little money she ever had. Even in her mid 50s she was still a striking woman. Stella always felt dowdy and ordinary (actually she knew she was) but Isabel always told her she was anything but. And that made her feel beautiful.</p>
<p>Ian started courting Stella when she was seventeen and they married when she was 19. He has always been a gentleman. He had been all Stella could have asked for in a husband. If Stella had to chose a man, then she made the right choice. He has never once failed her in any way and always been an affectionate and loyal husband, always been a gentle man in every way. When Stella thought of some of the men in the town, she counted herself truly lucky. There was a sort of love between them and he was the father of her beloved children, the man she made a home with. They had grandchildren who visited them every Sunday. Would she have lived my life without her children and grandchildren, even for Isabel? Stella did not know. Ian will always have a part of her. He sometimes placed his hand in hers to let her know all is well and all is enough. But Stella sensed he knew what place Isabel held in her life.</p>
<p>Isabel married Stuart. She waited a bit longer to marry– until she was twenty two. Their two children live in other towns, being encouraged by Isabel to think beyond the streets of this town. Stuart sometimes looked at Stella like he knew. She felt there could be something cutting about how he spoke to her at times. Still he was a good man in his own way.</p>
<p>Isabel was always able to see the limits of this world and see the ways in which they were bound. She got involved with trade unionism. She managed to gain a seat on the local council. It had been hard work but Isabel won the respect of her fellow councillors. </p>
<p>When their children were teenagers, Isabel understood how things were changing for them. She always loved the music her children were listening to, particularly The Beatles. Stella never really got their music until she saw Isabel dancing round the room to them. </p>
<p> When the feminists started getting in the news a few years back, it was no surprise Isabel was a big supporter. She always said that women had it harder and needed to stick together (well she and Stella certainly did). She even set up a women’s consciousness raising group and she worked to help get funding for childcare.</p>
<p>Soon there would be more difficult times, Stella knew. She was glad that someone with Isabel’s sense was around this town.</p>
<P>Isabel arrived promptly at 3pm. Tea and cake are served and updates given on both families. Then Isabel would touch Stella’s face. Then she would pull her close into her arms. Every Wednesday 3pm it was just the two of them. </p>
<p>It was strange that it was not until Stella was in her late forties that she discovered the word for what she and Isabel felt for each other. Stella began to wonder at the miracle that she and Isabel had found each other. She started to comprehend the wonder that all she felt for Isabel was mirrored. They had a life together. They had this time.</p>
<P><P>Every Saturday at 2pm Stella and Isabel go for a walk in the local park. People are used to seeing them there at that time. They sit on the bench and talk a while if the weather is good. It was an early autumn afternoon and the trees were already beginning to turn. The last burst of summer’s rays warmed the park. How glorious Stella thought to be here in this moment.</p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-22362819756394063132020-06-09T12:09:00.001+01:002020-06-09T12:09:54.401+01:00last Christmas<P>It was the last Christmas I went back to my parents by myself. I had been back for Christmas with Lionel about three years previously (I don’t know who was more wary, me or him). We had been together almost three years so I told him we were not putting off any longer. Particularly as we had spent the last two Christmases with his family. It was a bit of a contrast. Not up the standard he was used to. After that we agreed we would spend Christmas separately with our respective families then spend New year together. I had spent the previous Christmas with Lionel with some of our friends – that had turned out well (he says sarcastically). I knew that there would be no more Christmases with Lionel and no matter how awkward they had been I could not help feel a sense of regret.</P>
<P>After all, wasn’t it I who ended it? About three months later we agreed to have one of those free and frank discussions about the state of our relationship. No screaming or accusations but I told him that we were not in the place I thought we should be and it was better to quietly accept it and move on (especially after the events of Christmas had confirmed he was involved with Ray ). He did not take it well but I packed my things and moved out a few days later. I was not entirely surprised to hear that he was officially dating Ray a few weeks later (not that in truth I had minded all that much for what it was worth). Lionel never really understood I was not mad at all about any of it- perhaps that annoyed him. Ray’s husband Pete was absolutely fuming about it all when I met him for coffee. I felt for the guy even though he wasn’t someone I had a huge amount in common with (apart from the fact our respective partners going off together).</P>
<P>Now I realise from what I said earlier Lionel must have come off as a snob. He really wasn’t. He had a far wider selection of friends than me and had an ability to get on with anyone and enjoy himself in any situation. That was one of the things I found attractive in him. Perhaps it was actually me thinking that by pulling a man from his background I was bettering myself. I don’t like thinking of myself as some type of social climber but hey- if the glove fits. Lionel possibly understood this and it was almost touching that he wanted to help me along the way. He certainly never mentioned it to me let alone reproach me. He knew I was always moving forward . But he wanted to stand still, perhaps because the place he was in was more than comfortable enough. Perhaps that is why it worked out with Matthew and myself. Matthew is on his own journey.</P>
<P>Besides Lionel always loved that he could indulge in the campier side of Christmas with me without judgement. We would sing ‘Last Christmas’ together and watch ‘Love actually ‘ to have a good laugh at it. He never really got to enjoy the campier side of Christmas as a young person like I did . He said he always had this feeling about George Michael and how he had a crush on him as a teenager. Lionel always did have good gaydar. I could not help but him deeply attractive when he would sing Wham songs at the top of his voice (even if he had a terrible singing voice).</P>
<P>Mum and Dad still had the same tree they had for the previous twenty years and the same ornaments they had for decades. They even give me the same gift each year (an aftershave I used to like). I of course smile and accept gratefully (me and Lionel did have a good laugh privately about it). I was missing joking with him more than anything that day. I had missed joking with him for long time. The first time I took him to meet Mum and Dad I wondered what he made of them. But know I wonder what they had made of him. At least I can say he was his usual charming self and never gave the impression he was uncomfortable. Again I had to admire him for that. </P>
<p>If this was a Hollywood film I suppose I would be a character who had some big realisation about the importance of family and home and I would end up getting together with my long lost childhood story. Well that is not my story. I am not about to apologise for the person I am or the fact I moved away from all of this. I am not ashamed I earn a great wage or focus on my career. If I ever came back to live in Dublin I would not move back here! No if I do I am getting a place in Blackrock. Not apologising for that ever. Not prepared to be ‘the only gay in the village’. As I said I always needed to move forward.</p>
<p>Lionel was always intrigued by Dublin (Matthew is as well but in a more innocent and open way) and he insisted we go to midnight mass that Christmas we were together along with going for a bracing morning walk along the beach on Christmas morning. We wrote silly messages in the sand. I had my revenge when I dragged him to the service at his family’s local church and we went on the Christmas morning walk along the Kent country lanes the next year which was his family tradition. Actually had quite a good chat with his father on that walk. He was impressed by my knowledge of French literature and wine. Nice chap. Actually quite miss him and Lionel’s mum.</p>
<p>At 8am on Christmas morning I got a text from Lionel – ‘Wishing you and yours a good Christmas. All the best-L’. I texted back wishing him something similar. I wondered if he remembered last Christmas morning and the strained atmosphere. I knew he and Ray had only been together a few months before they realised there was no real basis to the relationship than finding out there was life beyond the respective long term relationships they had both unconsciously been trying to escape. I just hoped Lionel did not follow up this Christmas greeting with another request to give things another try. He did not which was as good a Christmas gift I ever got from him. </p>
<p>After helping Mum prepare some of the vegetables and Turkey I took myself of for a walk along the beach. Had to have a bit of time by myself. Of course I was the only person there by myself. I looked at the families and couples and did not feel envious or even sad. I remembered sending Lionel a photo of the sea one Christmas I was here while we were together. It was strange the things I recalled and would miss. The colour of the winter sand reminded me of his hair (did I actually text that to him? – sometimes I am very capable of being maudlin)</p>
<P>Aidan, my brother, would be joining us later. Sinead, my sister, was spending the day with her family. I feel bad that it has been left to Sinead to carry on the family line. She does get pretty annoyed with me at times which is more than fair enough. Aidan for his own reasons was unlikely to ever find someone to settle down with. Poor guy- at least I had never any issues finding companionship.</P>
<P>I joked with Dad had he got Aidan’s wine gums for him. Bit of a Christmas tradition. I could actually see them wrapped up under the tree along with my aftershave. Truly sometimes family traditions can be as relied on as anything else to mark and anchor you. Truly my Mum and dad are two of the most reliable and decent people I know. They don’t always understand me but they at least try. What a strange son I must have seemed to them at times. </p>
<p>I always knew when it was better to move on. I suppose I am not one for unhelpful sentimental attachments holding you in the past. It was like that with Lionel. After all It was me who got us to face up to things and cut the chord. Did I really want to do it? I don’t know… I was 37 with no sign that my boyfriend of almost six years who I had been living with for almost four years was remotely interested in committing to me seriously. I am not that unsentimental. </p>
<p>I met Matthew at that New Years Party. He could not have been more different from Lionel- in every way. He is just as handsome in a very different way. Rather than winter sand his hair is the colour of a Christmas pine. While he is a few years younger than Lionel it is strange to reflect how mature and at peace with himself he is. Did not think that I would not just have met someone but be engaged within twelve months. We can never see No more Christmases visiting by myself after that. We even managed to arrange a Christmas where his mum and my folks together this last Christmas. </p>
<p>Did I ever forsee that in the space of three Christmases the tides that would carry one love away and bring another</p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-31705357035433730842020-06-08T15:26:00.001+01:002020-06-08T16:21:44.630+01:00A tribute to Peter Young- personal memories<p>As I am blogging here a bit more I want to pay tribute to the great Soul and Jazz DJ Peter Young who passed away in late 2018. He played such an important role in my life. Please note this is just a personal tribute and relates a lot of my own experiences</p>
<p>Peter Young was a DJ on Capital Radio in the 1980's and it was during this period I began to become aware of him. I can recall his 'Soul Cellar' show being on the car radio on a couple of occasions. In particular I recall hearing him play Gene McDaniel's original version of 'Point of no return' (amazingly it looks like someone actually has posted the specific show online)</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GOzVZ4_pBrU</a>
<p>Another track I recall Peter Young playing from this period is Gilberto Gil's 'Toda menina Bahiana' - (Gary Crowley would choose this track to go with his memories of Peter in the Jazzfm tribute show to Peter). Peter would regularly feature music from Brazil and Latin America as well as Ska and Reggae. He recognised music from around the world</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XgQLOSpG4EM</a>
<p>But it was in the late 1980s that I started to listen to Peter Young's Sunday evening show on Capital Gold religiously. Not only did he play some more obscure oldies his great sense of humour was very much in evidence. I remember his 'Fab four freakout' and themed hours (one one occasion. He once did a show where he had an A-Z of artists (I remember he used Miss X 'My name's Christine' for X!). He would play comedy sketches from the likes of Tony Hancock and Pete and Dud. I loved a jingle using the backing track of 'wouldn't it be nice' with new lyrics by Kenny Everett he would use. I even got to speak to Peter once when he had a Beatles request phone in- I requested 'Old Brown Shoe'</p>
<p>PY helped develop my love of soul. I clearly remember hearing 'The Snake' by Al Wilson for the first time on his show and being absolutely riveted - I did not forsee the end of that song! Another great song I remember him playing was 'God, if you're a woman ' by Darlene Love (major tune). But in particular I recall him playing 'That's the way God planned it' by Billy Preston. Peter Young would tell the story that he got to play this on Radio One in 1969 (actually making this the first record he played on air). Peter always saw that George Harrison who produced this track had a love of soul music (more of which anon)</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K30cRTcrIFA</a>
<p>In 1990 Peter Young moved to Jazzfm where he would stay (on and off) for the rest of his career. I did not listen as mush I must confess. However I was fiddling around with my radio in early 1996 and found him again there (I had a very vivid dream where this happened). I would continue listening to him for the next twenty years. In particular I loved the last 15 minutes of his show where he had the soul cellar (I recall sitting in the Library I then worked in listening to it). That awesome jingle (based on Lou Rawl's 'Dead end street') always filled me with joy - still does (They say its a big bad town but I know where the soul is at!). During this period my love of soul music was increasing and more than anyone Peter Young played a major role in educating me and helping to introduce me to both performers and tracks.</p>
<p>Curtis Mayfield (possibly my all time favourite artist) died in December 1999 and Peter played tribute to him. We would occasionally chat about Curtis via social media (particularly Peter's official facebook page). On the tenth anniversary of Curtis Mayfield's passing Peter dedicated most of his show to Curtis after we discussed is anniversary. Peter would always feature obscure or lesser known Curtis Mayfield tracks and tracks he wrote and/or produced like the following Dana Valery track .</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C8raQ36HWdc</a>
<p>When George Harrison died in 2001 Peter Young played tribute to him over several weeks and we corresponded about George and his love of soul. I was deeply affected by George's passing and Peter Young's tributes helped with my grief. He featured the tracks George helped to produce for Doris Troy and Billy Preston and would always champion these tracks. On the tenth anniversary of George's passing Peter would pay a tribute to him</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zsEs8UFGS7k</a>
<P>While Peter Young primarily focussed on soul and jazz from 1990 onwards he had an appreciation for music across the pop spectrum. He said some lovely words about Brian Wilson after his appearance at the Queens Golden Jubliee concert in 2002</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Y-0nWVdBH4</a>
<p>In 2002 Peter Young temporarily left Jazzfm and in 2002 did a show during Saturday night on BBC London. Even though it meant waking up at about 3am I listened in. </p>
<p>I met Peter Young in 2002 at the London Film Festival Screening of 'Standing in the shadows of Motown'. I gave him a copy of 'From us to you' by the Stairsteps (which was issued on George Harrison's Dark Horse label!). It was great to finally meet him.</p>
<p>In early 2003 Peter returned to Jazzfm (at a reasonable hour!) and I greatly enjoyed his two weekend shows (which later became just one). I recall sitting with my grandmother when he played Mary Love Comer's 'Come out of the sandbox'. It is lovely to have that memory.</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=od5OD5MpvZY</a>
<p>Peter Young had absolutely impeccable taste in soul and jazz and was deeply knowledgeable about both (he knew what he did and did not like!). He shared this knowledge and enthusiasm in such an unpretentious and friendly manner. He was always clearly delighted to discuss tracks with his audience and take suggestions from them. He genuinely connected with and respected his audience and treated his listeners like friends. I chatted with him a few times via email and social media and he was always warm and respectful and genuinely interested in what I had to say</p>
<p>In early 2010 a variety of difficult happened to people close to me. It was a painful period but Peter Young's show was a massive comfort through it. I especially recall his show of May 1st 2010 where he played Cajun Hart's 'Got to find a way'. His Soul Cellar compilation that Jazzfm issued the previous year was almost on constant rotation. He helped get me through the next few years.</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kRZO4LJfn9w</a>
<p>As an aside one fun memory of him from this period is listening to his show on a long car journey with my sister and her family in late August 2011 and him playing a Curtis Mayfield track.</p>
<p>One of the many things that was great about Peter was he always championed female artists particularly African American artists like Bettye Lavette (I got into her recent albums through him), Etta James, Syreeta Wright, Valerie Simpson, Sharon Jones and the dapp kings, and Betty Swann- amongst many others.</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yB1OaZ0eD2Q</a>
<p> Peter also had a keen understanding that soul and jazz are routed in the African American experience and speak about the continuing issues the African American community face. He marked the election of Barack Obama over a couple of shows. In last couple of years of his life he championed the work of Rasheed Ali and the 1968 project which showed how classic soul of the 1960s was absolutely linked to and commented on the political and social struggles of the African American community of the period </p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zd8B-bAAMH8&list=PLL34Za2m8AkF9P_mgtyUMc3yj6KsRpExy</a>
<p>And of course Peter had a wicked sense of humour. He could crack some self deprecating jokes and also some pointed political/social commentary. I also liked that he made frequent mention of the cheese and tomato sandwich he was going to have for lunch. I once sent him a joke about this track being on the Richard Nixon memorial compilation after he played it which he seemed to enjoy</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HZmaTah38Ng</a>
<p>Peter would always make a point of paying tribute to soul and jazz artists when they passed. I recall his tributes to Isaac Hayes, General Johnson (of Chairman of the board), Bobby Hebb, Allen Toussaint and Terry Callier amongst many (sadly). Not only that but Peter would pay tribute to artists such as James Brown and Bobby Womack over a year when they passed.</p>
<p>Sadly in early 2016 Peter had long periods of illness which meant he had to take two long periods of absence from his Saturday show. He managed to present the show for a final few months in late 2016 and early 2017. One of my final memories of his show is his playing Roberta Flacks's version of 'Hey that's no way to say goodbye' in honour of Leonard Cohen. Sadly he had to retire due to ill health in early 2017 .</p>
<a>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kz38Vxkyow4</a>
<p>For the next 18 months I would think of Peter Young regularly especially at 5pm on Saturday when the Soul Cellar was broadcast. I hoped he knew people were thinking of him and how much they respected him. But on a friday evening in November 2018 I was sitting at home when I saw Peter's photo on my social media feed. It was the announcement of his passing. There have been few deaths , even of people I have been close to , that hit me as hard.I know that so many of us who listened to Peter's show were similarly affected.It was deeply moving to listen to the tribute to Peter Young on Jazzfm at Christmas 2018 where many of his colleagues shared their memories. More than one shed tears and it was clear how respected and loved he was by them.</p>
<p>I am just so grateful for my memories of listening to Peter Young's shows over thirty years and for the musical education he gave me and others. I just want to share some of these memories. As he said himself 'Don't keep the faith, share it!</p>June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-4296992186132398252020-06-07T12:10:00.002+01:002020-06-07T12:10:57.367+01:00Just a further thought<p>I try to speak my own personal truth about my experiences as a woman with Turner Syndrome</p>
<p>My friendships with other women with Turner Syndrome are one of the most important things in my life. I try to listen and learn from them.</p>
<P>Being a woman with Turner Syndrome is something at the centre of my being and informs a lot of who I am- and often positively. It has given me such insights</p>
<p>I cannot help but connect my experiences with Turner Syndrome to the experiences of other women. It has taken me years to name and articulate what I went through, to disclose the attempted rape and the inappropriate behaviour of the doctor who treated me as a teenager</p>
<p>Social media has helped me and connected me with many other women. >I have learnt a lot from them.</p>
<p>I have tried to raise my voice in a constructive and helpful way</p>
<p>But I feel I get too annoyed with others and that I contribute to the negative/unhelpful energy. I also spend to much time engaging in unhelpful discussions.</p>
<P>I have no regrets but want to rethink how I live things out</p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-28894240936794859882020-06-02T10:37:00.002+01:002020-06-02T10:37:32.380+01:00Dear Hannah Gadsby
To Hannah Gadsby
<p>
I watched your previous Netflix special ‘Nanette’ and like many women found it profoundly powerful and moving. It spoke a lot of truths about women’s lives and experiences especially lesbians and non gender conforming women. I attended you show ‘Douglas’ last year along with several friends who are radical feminists we all greatly enjoyed it as an exploration of autism, amusing and informative art history lecture and discussion of how women are treated by the medical profession. I especially liked your explanation of the Douglas pouch (!) and your righteous take down of anti-vaxxers.</p>
<p>I was looking forward to seeing the show on Netflix so I began watching it the day it was released. I was enjoying but then at about nineteen minutes in during a bit about Hogwarts House you came out with this</p>
<p>‘Hermione – she’s probably txrf – fxxk her – punching up!’</p>
<p>Where to begin with this?</p>
<p>The only charitable reading of this where do not seem to be endorsing a misogynistic term is that you are trying to satirise the response to women who speak up online. However even if it is, (and this reading is a massive stretch) it is a very poor way of doing so. And it is far too ambiguous. </p>
<p>But no one reads this joke this way. I do not believe that this is what you intended. You seem to actually be endorsing the use of this term and enjoy the cheer you get from some in the audience.</p>
<p>Hannah, this term has been used to vandalise a rape crisis centre in Canada with death threats. It has been used with violent language at demonstrations and appeared in graffiti using death threats recently in France and Spain. It has been recognised as hate speech by the UK Courts.</p>
<p> This is a term used frequently with threats of both violence and rape. It is not just used against radical feminists but towards lesbians standing for their sexuality, trans people who have different opinions on the trans issue, women who discuss female biology, rape and domestic violence supporters who argue for the importance of female only spaces for their recovery and women who run rape crisis and domestic violence services. Heck it has even been used against you for discussing how other people react to you as a gender non-conforming woman. And often it is men (young men at that) or anonymous trolls using it against women, especially feminists and lesbians. </p>
<p>You repeat the sexually aggressive language that the term ‘txxf’ is frequently is used with by men by saying ‘fxxk her’. Are threats of sexual violence and the use of sexually aggressive language used against women when they are classed as ‘txxf’s? Do they not deserve to be proceeded from sexual threats because people call them ‘txrfs?’ Do you see this this acceptable? Because that is the message of that joke.</p>
<p>You also seem to think it is funny to emulate male sexual aggression against women by saying ‘fxxk her’ about a female character who is widely read as a feminist and a role model to girls. We as women have to deal with many aggressive (particularly sexually aggressive) jokes from male comics against female characters who are perceived as strong and or feminist. Misogynistic Male comics already see it as their role to tear down these female characters and ‘put them in their place’. Is this really something you want to perpetuate and buy into?</p>
<p>Basically this joke boils down to ‘burn the witch!’ quite literally (and on a number of levels), with zero irony or wit.. This is just the same old misogyny we get from male comics.</p>
<p>Also the ‘punching up’ line at the end. I know it is not meant to endorse violence. But using this line after this joke does not look good after using a term that frequently gets used with threats of violence against women. Especially when feminists like Julie Bindel who have been branded txxfs have actually faced and had to deal with physical attacks.</p>
<p>But an especially disturbing aspect of this joke is that it seems to be a none too coded attack on JK Rowling. JK Rowling has received hundreds of rape and death threats on twitter (there are receipts) with this term. By telling this joke you not just ignore the harassment another woman has faced but you seem to think it is funny and almost seems to say she deserves it. </p>
<p>Whether you meant it, this joke sends the message that it is permissible to abuse and harass any woman branded a t**f . You are sending the message any violence (physical, sexual or emotional) these women have faced or the work they do helping other women does not matter- they are only txxfs so they get whatever they deserve is what this joke says.. It is a dehumanising anti woman joke.
You speak about being kind and moving away from humour that depends on cruelly and misogyny as its punchline. However with this joke you have brought into the worst aspects of comedy and cruelly to others.</P>
<p>You did not tell this joke in the London show which is telling. It would not have gone down well, I can affirm. I for one would have walked out and demanded a refund.</p>
<p>Hannah you have many female fans who are radical feminists. They have to deal with how society treats gender non-conforming women, lesbians and feminists (and indeed Radical Feminists). We found so much comfort and inspiration from you. I know lesbians who have autism who got so much comfort from the Douglas show when they saw it last year. These women have had to navigate patriarchy, homophobia, regressive gender roles and male violence like you have . This joke seems to betray those fans and just seems to affirm we deserve the violence we have faced. Is that really what you intend?</p>
<p>Hannah you can disagree with others and make your point without using language like this. You could have very easily begun a dialogue in a respectful manner with other women. You are capable of this. Instead you took the lowest road and actually not just ‘punched low’ but ‘punched low’ in a manner that harms other women.</p>
<p>And finally- it is not just a joke that hates women it’s just a very weak joke. </p>
<p>You have so many important things to say and are capable of telling truths with humour and wit. But with this ‘joke’ the power of your message is lost. It completely undermines not just the remaining one hour and twelve minutes of ‘Douglas’ for me it has undone a lot of the impact of ‘Nanette’. This is not cancelling you. This is just expressing pain that yet another woman appears to buy into idea that they can use violent language against women she is told are not worthy of respect. </p>
<p>I am saying all this as a woman who has dealt with sexual assault and has been called that word just for trying to explain a medical condition I have. I just hope you come to realise just how poorly judged this joke was and learn to not insult many good women who listened to you. </p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-56330890602924285112017-08-23T19:57:00.002+01:002017-08-23T19:57:35.160+01:00Long time since I have been here!Hi- not been blogging here for a long time. With apologies I am going to upload some of my posts from my George Harrison tumblr wwww.friarparksoulclub.tumblr.com over the next few weeks!June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-39553641564666618782015-03-29T13:13:00.001+01:002015-03-29T13:13:34.526+01:0084: My plans for the next three years<p>I have been somewhat quiet on this blog for a while after all the activity in 2014! I am currently running a couple of tumblr blogs (one of which I am neglectful of and really want to work on). Because I work all day on a computer and have some eyesight issue I rarely write long posts.</p>
<p>However I thought I would write a post about my long-term hopes and plans for the next few years today</p>
<p>I either hope to move to Dublin or Liverpool in late 2018/early 2019. I need to first sort out my finances however! But getting there).</P>
<P> I am finding London more and more aggressive and expensive to live in. Every working day, I have a long commute and it is fairly soul destroying to witness the selfishness, lack of understanding and sometimes outright aggression of commuters. I hate that I have to be hard myself to deal with this commute and am concerned about what it is doing to my empathy for others. I am concerned about the growing social divisions in London. I know I am lucky to earn a good wage and have a pension and mortgage, but I still find London an expensive place to live in. I live in quite a deprived area, and I see how it is getting further marginalised in the rush to redevelop surrounding areas. I am lucky to have friends in this area, as London can be a very anonymous place to live.</p>
<p>Liverpool appeals to me as firstly appeals to me as I have a ready made group of friends there. I know and respect these friends tremendously. Also I love Liverpool as a city and like the people! The fact that it is the Beatles city also does not hurt in the slightest.</p>
<p>But Dublin is where my heart is, and the place that I think of when life in London gets stressful. I feel so happy and at peace when I visit there. I know that Dublin has its social issues but will go with my eyes open. However moving to Dublin would be considerably more complicated than moving to Liverpool for a number of reasons. Maybe that is for later in my life.</p>
<p>I feel somewhat 'in a rut' at this point of my life but know that I have achieved previous goals I have set myself within the time scales I set myself. I see no reason why I should not achieve this goal. It may take time and a lot of research but I am hopeful! June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-83115042814318293922015-03-29T11:46:00.002+01:002015-03-29T11:46:57.870+01:0083: Why there is more to George Harrison's solo career than All Things must pass'<p>OK before I go any further I want to say I absolutely love ‘All Things Must Pass’. I am not saying it is not rightfully regarded as a masterpiece (in the truest sense of what ‘Masterpiece’ means). But as a fan of George as a solo artist I go get frustrated that ‘All Things Must Pass’ is the only solo album by George that gets any kind of critical respect and that the rest of George’s solo output rarely if ever gets any attention. It is also frustrating that it is usually only songs from ‘All Things Must Pass’ that get radio play or that get covered (even the recent ‘Georgefest’ and Conan O Brien’s ‘George week’ concentrated on George’s Beatles songs and ‘All Things Must Pass’). I also get really annoyed that in the music press it is assumed that George did not produce anything as good after ‘All Things Must Pass’.</p>
<p>George made an additional nine studio albums as a solo artist and continued to record as a solo artist for 30 after ‘All Things Must Pass’ was released. Simon Leng did an excellent job in ‘While my guitar gently weeps: the music of George Harrison’ of examining all of Georges solo output, arguing the case for albums such as ‘Living in the material world’, ’33 1/3’ , ‘George Harrison’ and ‘Brainwashed’. I can thoroughly recommend Lengs’ book to any George fan who have not read it. In my opinion it is the best book written about George as it is meticulously well researched (he interviewed several individuals who worked with George such as Klaus Voorman, John Barham, Doris Troy, Joey Mullholland of Badfinger and Bob Purvis of Splinter amongst others) accurate, sympathetic but not blindly so and concentrates on that small thing that often gets overlooked with George- his music! Leng is also comprehensive in covering all of George’s collaborations with other artists and his performances on other artists’ recordings.</p>
<p>Leng shows the wide variety of musical influences on George’s solo albums such as soul, jazz, classical Indian music and folk and that George’s song writing and musicianship (particularly his guitar playing) continued to develop after he recorded ‘All Things Must Pass’ right up to ‘Brainwashed’</p>
<p>Personally my favourite two albums by George are ‘Living in the Material World’ and ‘Brainwashed’. I find both more intimate, personal and warm than ‘All Things Must Pass. Interesting there was an article published on George’s birthday this year which agrees with me! George </p>
http://thecelebritycafe.com/feature/2015/02/happy-birthday-george-harrison-ranking-his-solo-albums
<p>I have written about ‘Living in the Material World’ so I will write a few words about some of my other favourite George albums (I want to come back to Brainwashed separately at some point)</p>
<p>‘33 1/3 contains some very fine groves thanks to the crack team of musicians George played with on the album, including Billy Preston and Willy Weeks. Leng shows how George was influenced by funk and 70’s soul on this album. It has great songs such as ‘This song’ and ‘Learning how to love you’. George sounds revitalised and enthused after the traumas of 1974 and 1975. </p>
<p> ‘George Harrison’ which has some of George’s most affecting songs (Blow Away, Dark Sweet Lady) and finest musicianship. George sounds genuinely happy and relaxed, and it is his most joyous album. You can’t help but love the album for that reason. Leng notes that on this album George was recording music for no other reason than it was pleasing to him and did not feel the need to conform to industry demands to be commercial or provide obvious hits. That makes George an artist of considerable integrity.</p>
<p>The original version of ‘Somewhere in England’ also ‘could have been a contender’ – ironically the four dropped songs (‘Sat Singing’, ‘Flying Hour’, ‘Tears of the World’ and ‘Lay his head’) are amongst George’s best. I know a lot of George fans love these songs. It is gratifying that George has been proved right about them</p>
<p>Certainly ‘Cloud Nine’ is an excellent album. George sounds very energised after recharging his musical batteries and rocks out on tracks such as ‘Fish on the sand’, ‘Devil’s Radio’ and ‘Wreck of the Hesperus’. But George also offers such considered songs as ‘Just for Today’ and ‘That’s what it takes’ </p>
<p>George always remained true to his lyrical concerns throughout his career. George says as much about where he was in his life and about what mattered to him on an album such as ‘Cloud Nine’ as he did on ‘All Things Must Pass’ (for example ‘Just for today and ‘Fish on the Sand’ are straight out spiritual songs addressed to God). Each album George made contains at least a couple of wonderful tracks and tells you about where George was in his life when recording it. </p>
<p>Certainly George himself was proud of ‘All Things Must Pass’ as shown by the care and love he gave to the 2001 re-issue of the album. However even in his notes on the re-issue he expresses some (gently put) misgivings about Phil Spector’s production.</p>
<p>Part of why Olivia and Dhani have re-issued George’s solo output is to allow it to be reassessed and get the appreciation it deserves. There was certainly a lot of positive comments about George’s later solo Apple Records last year when ‘The Apple Years’ Box set was released.</p>
<p>Personally, I am at a point where I am as much of a fan of George as a solo artist as I am of the Beatles. If George had not produced great albums after ‘All Things Must Pass’ this would not be the case. One of the positive things about tumblr and youtube is the ability to see that there are many other fans of George and see their appreciative comments about his music</p>
<p>Having written all of this I am still absolutely delighted that ‘All Things Must Pass’ is considered the greatest album by an ex-Beatle and that George got to see how well regarded and loved the album is when it was reissued in 2001.</p>
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-61447803985548563862015-01-01T11:59:00.000+00:002015-01-01T11:59:55.734+00:0082: 2014 in review<p>I have really enjoyed blogging here in the last year. It has been incredibly enjoyable to share my love of music here and write a few more things about Turner Syndrome. I have been a bit distracted with Tumblr to post here as regularly as I would like but I have been blogging which is the main thing. I tend to blog more about George Harrison at friarparksoulclub.tumblr.com and have a tumblr especially about Turner Syndrome</p>
<p>I have found it very empowering to discuss the issues I have here in the last year.</p>
<p>Highlight of 2014- seeing Richard Davies live twice! I waited 16 years and he did not disappoint. It allows me to believe anything is possible. I also enjoyed seeing friends in Edinburgh and Liverpool. But trips to my beloved Dublin have been the thing that have sustained me. I may not be able to go as often in next year but I will certainly be going! In particular the trip in June showed me I could turn a day I used to dread into a day of great joy. Here is a photo from this trip from the Botanical Gardens</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneAeDa_rFluEFWmuY3dOllAbkjw92ROmFElvzDmCCvHQ_sCS8lU0UvppaJFUK-Pmv28WlO3AzhzOo2Zu23EMgeqgu1lxF720ZZY3GVcC4SCb1YQBHrcBhKSNEE3zvCjAqbeCAQBrJAF8/s1600/IMAG0272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneAeDa_rFluEFWmuY3dOllAbkjw92ROmFElvzDmCCvHQ_sCS8lU0UvppaJFUK-Pmv28WlO3AzhzOo2Zu23EMgeqgu1lxF720ZZY3GVcC4SCb1YQBHrcBhKSNEE3zvCjAqbeCAQBrJAF8/s320/IMAG0272.jpg" /></a></div>June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-2857344384534068882014-12-29T19:35:00.003+00:002015-07-01T20:14:45.683+01:0081. Thinking about my treatment as a teenager...As you may have picked up in some of my earlier posts, I have a considerable amount of issues about the way I was treated as a teenager at the Turner Syndrome clinic I attended. I should not have had a naked photo take of me when I began my treatment at 12. I should not have had a fifty-something year old male paediatrician inspecting my breasts and vagina for several years, and it should not have been normalised by having medical students watching. <br />
<br />I do consider this behaviour, particularly by the male paediatrician a form of abuse. It has had a profound effect on how I view myself. <br />
After several weeks and about three emails to the clinic I got a response from the head of the clinic last night. He was very non-committal and more or less told me to wait until I have my annual appointment in early January (I did not want to go into specifics with him over email for obvious reasons I was not best pleased by this and a somewhat patronising response when I asked to speak to him personally. I raised the issue of women with TS not feeling able to assert themselves in a clinical setting and issues around power in Doctor/patient relationships. Got a sympathetic (sort of!) response so I will go to the clinic in January and try and speak to him. If I have done nothing else I have at least conveyed the feelings of other women who have attended the clinic that is frustrating to have to see a different doctor each time.<br />
I am going to my clinic in early 2015. I will keep you posted!June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-14255470764922320652014-12-21T18:22:00.000+00:002015-07-01T20:32:29.083+01:0080. Pattie Boyd, 'Shipping, Tumblr and Gail Dines - some thoughtsWhen
I joined tumblr a couple of years ago I did so to follow a couple of George
Harrison blogs (which I still love!). However I soon noticed blogs that were
'confession', 'fan fiction' and 'role play' blogs which posted sexually
explicit material about the Beatles and their partners or imagined partners. I
have written on my tumblr about why I feel these were problematic so I am not
necessarily going over this specific issue again<br />
<br />
There
are two particular individuals who are particular individuals who are the main
targets for this type of material- my favourite Beatle George and his first
wife Pattie Boyd<br />
<br />
The
particular tumblr (beatlesgirlsconfessions) where some material was on has been
deactivated. It was where people (mainly young women and teenage girls) made
‘confessions’ about the Beatles’ female partners. There were ‘confessions’ such as wanting to
see Pattie and George in a highly explicit situations, regular leering comments
about various parts of Pattie Boyd's body, a 'confession' leering of naked
photos of Pattie by Eric Clapton,and
regular requests to have Pattie write full and explicit accounts of her relationship
with George. There were even confession about wanting to have sex with Pattie. Other confessions included
wishing that Pattie would marry Ron Wood (just look at the recent years
headlines around his behaviour to see what this is something you would not wish
on any woman) and one where an alleged incident where Pattie was the subject of
an unwanted pass by another famous musician was described as ‘cute’(or
something along those lines). All these confessions as far as I can make out
were by teenage girls/young women This tumblr was administered by young women.
These type of confessions were moved other to another tumblr which is still as
far as I know active but that I cannot bring myself to look at.<br />
<br />
There
are also several forms of ‘shipper’ fiction on tumblr. I am not going to call
it fan fiction as the individuals who write this material clearly have not
taken in or read George’s comments about the effect of the constant media speculation about his personal
life had on him. ‘Shipper fiction’ (As I will refer to it) is a development
from ‘Slash fiction’ which imagined romantic/ homosexual relationships between
two male fictional characters such as Spock and Captain Kirk, Frodo and Sam
etc. However this expanded to include real people – I could write about how the
Beatles have been victims of this genre. I have written about why this is
disrespectful on Tumblr (but this is a separate concern to what I want to
discuss in this post). However this ‘evolved’ into ‘Shipping’ also includes
heterosexual partnerships- thus George Harrison and Pattie Boyd.<br />
<br />
There
are at least a couple (if not more) role play tumblrs which regularly put
Pattie in explicit situations or saying sexually explicit things (impattieboyd
for one). Again these are run by young women. They are completely unapologetic
about what they are doing.<br />
<br />
There
are at least two 'Beatle girl' 'Femslash' tumblrs. These consist of stories
imagining the Beatles female partners indulging in lesbian activity. Again the
young women who write these materials are completely unapologetic about what
they are doing. <br />
<br />
There
are at least two tumblrs which writes ‘shipper fiction’ which rejoices in
imagining an adulterous relationship between George and Pattie during his happy
second marriage to Olivia Arias, the wife who saved his life on at least one
occasion and was responsible for helping him put his life back together in the
mid 1970’s (pattieboysdiary and wonderfultonightuncensored). Ironically this plays into the exactly same
misogynistic constituency that condemns Pattie Boyd for having a relationship
with Eric Clapton during her marriage with George by casting Pattie as an
‘adulteress’- i.e. a woman who is having a sexual relationship with a man who is married to
someone else. <br />
<br />
So...
There seems to be a constituency of teenage girls/young women who seem to be
behaving in a matter akin to a bunch of leering 70’s rock stars which is deeply
ironic as these young women are always criticizing the way certain 70’s rock
stars behaved and the sexist behaviour Pattie faced. They also claim to be fans
of Pattie and that they are defending her honour. They seem to believe they have a right to publically objectify and sexualise Pattie Boyd and her life story.<br />
<br />
I help but feel that some of these young women are working through their
sexual identities. However they are appropriating another woman’s life and
another woman’s personal history to do this. They ways behaving towards a woman in a way that would be rightfully condemned if it were men were writing or saying the same things. <br />
<br />
How on earth did this situation come about? <br />
<br />
I
cannot help but feel that this is a result of our over-sexualised and p*rnified
culture. You only have to look at how easy it is for young people to access
hard core p*rnography online as Gail Dines discusses in her book ‘P*rnland’. I quote a relevant section from Gails' book<br />
<br />
<em>By inundating girls and women with the message that their most worthy attribute is their sexual hotness and crowding out other messages, pop culture is grooming them just like an individual perpetrator would. It is slowly chipping away at their self-esteem, stripping them of their sense of themselves as whole human beings, and providing them with an identity that emphasizes sex and de-emphasizes every other human attribute.</em><br />
<br />
To illustrate this, Gail uses the case of how sexualised young female pop stars such as Miley Cyrus, Beyoncé
Rhianna and female celebrities such as Anna Nicole Smith and Kim Kardashian are made t portray themselves in the media. I have heard her talk about Miley Cyrus’ gradual rebranding
from wholesome child star to ‘sex kitten’ and how this fits in with the pattern
of young women having to be seen to be <br />
xxxxable otherwise they become invisible.<br />
<br />
Pattie
Boyd fulfil this role in terms of being a woman who fits in with western standards of female attractiveness (blue eyes, blonde hair, tall slim figure). She worked
for several years as a model so her physical appearance became in the eyes of the world her most important attribute. I feel this is the main reason she has become the focus
of all these fantasies. I could go over what feminists have written and said on the issue
of the misogyny of the beauty and fashion industries and the pressure on women to be
physically attractive and ‘feminine’. <br />
<br />
One aspect of p*rnography is to project
sexual fantasies onto women without having to consider that they are human beings with hopes and feelings. I see much of what
these young women as doing as a similar form of projection, even though they nominally respect the fact that Pattie Boyd is a person with a history and emotions. They find it
difficult to have the fact they are appropriating her story pointed out. As an aside I also see a lot of latent racism in the
resentment of Olivia Arias Harrison, George’s second wife. These young women
find it difficult to understand that George was with Olivia for 27 years until
his death and that he was clearly in love and content with her. I believe it challenges these young woman’s Eurocentric
view of what constitutes beauty- they genuinely cannot handle that George had a much longer relationship with
his working class Latina partner to an Upper-Middle class Blonde English Rose. It
almost seems to be an affront to their world view and they say some incredibly
rude things about Olivia (calling Olivia 'Ugly' and a 'Bxxxh'). They get very defensive/angry when the latent racism of the George/Pattie 'shipping' is pointed out claiming that that is just their taste to prefer Pattie. They fail to engage with the fact that we live in a society where there is not just institutionalised misogyny but racism.<br />
<br />
If you want a prime example of how 'Erotic literature' written by women reflects how reactionary and sexually dysfunctional our society has become you need only look at the success of the '50 shades of Grey’ novels Theses novels, written by a woman, glorify
the domestic abuse of the main character Anastasia Steele by Christian Grey. Many feminist are heart broken by the success of these novels
not just because they glorify male sexual sadism towards women but
because ‘Christian Grey’ fits the classic profile of a domestic abuser in all other
aspects of his behaviour towards Anastasia. Gail Dines proposes the end of
the story in real life would be Anastasia running for her life with two traumatised children to
a women’s shelter. Tellingly these
novels began as a shipper fiction inspired the also highly popular 'Twilight novels’ (again written by a woman). Many feminists have
pointed out Edward Cullen’s behaviour in these books also fits the
classic profile of a domestic abuser (Aside here- I have
seen a ‘shipper poster’ which casts George as Edward Cullen and Pattie as Bella
Swan).<br />
<br />
These
young women are trying to work out the difference between love and sex. Much of
what they write shows their confusion and conflates the two. They are trying to work out the role sex has in romantic love and has in and of itself. In doing so, they end up focusing on sex. This in and of itself is not a product of p*rn, but the easy access to it has certainly informed this material and upped the ante.<br />
<br />
We
live in a society where in spite of seeming growing acceptance, lesbian culture
and lesbian spaces are under more and more pressure from a variety of areas and
it is still difficult to be out as a lesbian. ‘Femslash’ plays into this in
a variety of ways. It plays into p*rnography’s hijacking of lesbian sexuality
and making it purely about specific acts. Like p*rn, it uses lesbianism for titillation
of the audience. Like p*rn, it completely divorces lesbianism from any social,
cultural or political context. ‘Femslash’, like p*rn, also regularly has a
man involved in the various ‘activities’ described. I do understand that some young women who
write femslash may be exploring their sexuality. However, should we view women (who are usually heterosexual) writing
explicit fantasies about other women different
from men writing identical material? <br />
<br />
I
find it highly telling that one of the main defenses for posting this material is
‘freedom of expression’/’Freedom of opinion’. The posters often highly
defensive/aggressive when challenged about the fact they are posting highly sexually
explicit material about actual individuals. Their attempt to defend their
actions are very similar to the p*rn industry’s argument that making and
viewing p*rnography is a free speech issue, and that p*rn is fantasy with has
no harmful effects, be it to those who work in the industry (the diseases Dines
lists as prevalent in the industry makes a nonsense of this), to the men who
view it and to the wider society. However wider society is rightfully beginning
to <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>become concerned about how easy it is
to access p*rnography online and the effect is having on how young men view
women and how young women view themselves and their sexuality <br />
<br />
P*rn
objectifies women and girls, reducing them to items to be serviced by men.
These ‘shippers’ at their best ultimately reduce Pattie Boyd in to someone is
only defined by relationships she had with the men she was married to. At their
worse, they reduce her to an object of lust to be serviced. They take some of
the most painful moments of her life and turn them into p*rnography. Is this
the behaviour of fans? As a fan of almost three decades of George, I am
appalled that he gets reduced to a stud who services Pattie. This echoes <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>something that Gail Dines says about anti-p*rn
activists. They have enough love and respect for men to see them as human and more
than their sex organs/drives.<br />
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Gail
Dines in her book ‘P*rnland’ discusses how p*rnography has become ever more
explicit and violent over the past few years. She shows that this is in direct
response to p*rn users in effect becoming ‘Addicts’ who need greater and more
extreme hits (like drug addicts) the more material they view. Indeed some men movingly
describe how their addiction to p*rn has affected their lives in just the same
way as a substance would. The p*rn industry is all too willing to feed this
addiction. I see these young women as having a similar addiction in needing to project their sexual
fantasies onto Pattie Boyd and George. I see it as deeply sad that the only model these young women can find to express their admiration for Pattie is in a hypersexualised manner.<br />
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Oddly
enough these young women have conservative attitudes to divorce and
adultery, as some young people do. They have issues accepting not just that Pattie and George’s
relationship broke down but that the other three Beatles 1960’s relationships
(I include Paul McCartney’s relationship with Jane Asher here) broke down. They
also have conflicted attitudes to extra marital affairs. Some who defend Pattie’s
extra-marital relationship with Eric Clapton get seriously affronted by Maureen
Starkey (Ringo’s first wife) for her alleged relationship with George towards
the end of their respective first marriages. I have seen a post by the young
woman who runs Impattieboyd on beatlesgirlsconfessions saying that Pattie’s
behaviour was fine while Maureen’s deserved censure. Thankfully some say that
it was better for Pattie to leave her marriage to George when it became clear it
could not be fixed.<br />
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One
of the reasons I get so heartbroken by this material is that George
Harrison spoke on several occasions about the effect that being ‘objectified’ as a
Beatle/Ex Beatle had on him. He spoke in a 1978 interview (in irony of ironies ‘Men
Only’ magazine, a p*rn magazine) about his frustration at the amount of focus
his personal/love life received in the press and his desire to protect the
privacy of his loved ones (i.e. Olivia and his new born son Dhani).<br />
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There
is one silver lining to this story. Perhaps in considering Pattie Boyd’s story,
these young women may actually consider issues around misogyny and domestic
abuse. I hope as they grow older I hope that they develop healthy relationships
and sexualities. However I cannot help but feel seriously concerned for the
future of some of these young women. I may be angry about some of their
attitudes but am trying to understand they are trapped in such a toxic culture for women and girls where it is difficult to take ownership of an authentic female sexuality.<br />
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As Gail Dines continues from the earlier quote in her book...<br />
<em>These are the same symptoms found in girls and women who have been sexually assaulted; in terms of effect then, we appear to be turning out a generation of girls who have been ‘assaulted’ by the very culture they live in. An there is no avoiding the culture. The very act of socialization in involves internalizing the cultural norms and attitudes. If the culture now is one big collective perpetrator, then we can assume that an ever-increasing number of girls and women are going to develop emotional, cognitive, and sexual problems as they are socialized into seeing themselves and mere sex objects, and not much else.” </em>June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-27461867737549751632014-08-25T13:31:00.002+01:002014-09-03T20:48:39.476+01:0079. Turner Syndrome, 'Brain Sex' and Autism- It's personal!I believe nothing in this life is coincidental. When I first met Lucy in mid-1997 and started getting involved with Turner Syndrome, possibly the biggest ever news story on Turner Syndrome broke. To say it causes something of a stir in the Turner Syndrome is an understatement!
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David Skuse published research in ‘Nature’ Magazine in Mid 1997 claiming he had found the reason why women have better social skills than men based on research on girls with Turner Syndrome. He claimed that girls with TS who had got their one X chromosome from their father had better social skills than girls who had received their one X Chromosome from their mother. He claimed that girls who had received their X chromosome from their mother had brains that were more similar to boys, and that they behaved more anti-socially because of this. This was supposedly because there is a particular gene on the father’s X chromosome that confers socially acceptable behaviour. All women who have normal XX karotypes would have this X whereas only some women with TS would have this gene. All men get their single X chromosome from their mothers, therefore would never have this ‘magic gene’ that was supposed to be on the father’s X chromosome.
Notice the sexist assumptions that underpin this. Somehow the father’s genetic material is better than the mothers. Note that women are expected to be well behaved, put the needs and thoughts of others (i.e. Men!) before themselves and be socially docile. They are expected to be ‘no trouble’. Women with Turner Syndrome offend against male notions of ‘femaleness’ in the first instance by being infertile. We also offend by being short and often having ‘physical defects’ such as webbed necks and moles, therefore fail to be conventionally attractive. We are an easy class of women to stigmatize. What is even worse is that this research said that certain women with Turners were better than others.
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This research was reported in Time and the national press in the UK. I can only find one online press report of the time. We live in a misogynistic patriarchal society which seeks to establish scientific reasons for the treatment of the two sexes. In particular there is a quest for ‘brain sex’ which apparently roots the different treatments and experiences of men in women in purported neurological differences rather than looking at issues of sexism. Cordelia Fine has written extensively about this, especially in her book ‘Delusions of gender’. I have to say this but Skuse was claiming that his research went towards explaining the differences in female and male behaviour
http://<a href="http://www.nytimes.com/1997/06/12/us/parental-origin-of-chromosome-may-determine-social-graces-scientists-say.html">www.nytimes.com/1997/06/12/us/parental-origin-of-chromosome-may-determine-social-graces-scientists-say.html</a>
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Imagine how women with Turner Syndrome felt about press coverage like this. As if it was not difficult enough before this to be open about Turner Syndrome. I have heard from friends with Turner Syndrome that some people claim to know all about women with Turner Syndrome and that they are ‘socially inept’ from reports of this research. This research also plays into the idea that somehow women with Turner Syndrome are not fully women or are ‘damaged’ women.
As it happened there was an international Turner Syndrome conference scheduled in Coventry that summer. Lucy and myself had booked to attend. David Skuse was scheduled to talk. Guess what, we made sure we attended his talk. We challenged him about his findings and his methodology. We also passed notes between each other making less than respectful com-ments on Skuse! (see, we women with TS are so badly behaved!). The woman who runs the Turner Syndrome Support Society in the UK was and remains very supportive of David Skuse’s research. She did not understand how it creates problems for women with TS and what is worse she affirms his negative portrayal of us. This is one of the reasons I am not involved with the national TS group.
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Skuse’s theories have been used in TV documentaries (why men don’t iron on Channel 4 and at least another where a young woman with TS had to say she had awful social skills simply for saying they did not like someone’s haircut- I kid you not).
Now I have to ‘fess up. I took part in the next stage of David Skuse’s research in 2001-3. This involved having several brain scans and having a meeting with David Skuse himself. He really enjoyed talking to me as I seemed to explain some of the cognitive/social issues women with Turner Syndrome have. I do not regret doing this. I do not believe David Skuse is a bad person and that if his research had been used differently it could have been potentially helpful. I also feel that I have no right to criticize Skuse if I am not at the same time willing to assist him and work with him.
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An unpleasant side effect of this research I inadvertently learned which parent I got my one X chromosome from. This is information that needs to be imparted gently. Yet it was there on a piece of paper in front of me at a hospital check up.
David Skuse continues to claim in his research claims that women with Turner Syndrome have autism/Asperger’s Syndrome type behavioural/social issues. He still speaks at TS conferences (apparently Lucy and my Liverpool TS friends had a few things to say to him at a re-cent conference!)
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<a href="http://hmg.oxfordjournals.org/content/14/suppl_1/R27.full">http://hmg.oxfordjournals.org/content/14/suppl_1/R27.full</a>
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<a href="http://www.autismspeaks.org/news/news-item/national-alliance-autism-research-announce-new-project-identify">http://www.autismspeaks.org/news/news-item/national-alliance-autism-research-announce-new-project-identify</a>
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This continues to lead to Turner Syndrome being reported like this
<a href="http://www.theguardian.com/theguardian/2005/feb/04/guardianweekly.guardianweekly11">http://www.theguardian.com/theguardian/2005/feb/04/guardianweekly.guardianweekly11</a><br />
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I have actually had to deal with the consequences of David Skuse’s research. When I was referred to an occupational therapist by my work, he basically used David Skuse’s research to say I had Asperger’s type behavioural issues. I got in contact with David Skuse to ask for guidance as to whether I should get assessed for Asperger’s. It took a considerable time for him to meet me. After our initial meeting, he did not bother to contact me for several months. I eventually got him to arrange a meeting with one of his researchers who turned out to be an undergraduate. I feel that what was offered was completely inadequate.
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One of the main reason I am concerned about David Skuse’s pronouncements is that he does not appear to understand the effects of his pronouncements on the lives of women with Turner Syndrome. I had helped David Skuse with his research but when I needed some guidance it was not given. I do feel his research allows for the scapegoating of women with Turner Syndrome. There have been no positive or constructive suggestions to help women with TS leading out of this research.
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But my concern here is not just for women with Turner Syndrome. Women are expected to be socially compliant and to be accommodating. Women who fail to do so are seen as transgressive and abnormal. Brain Sex’ does not excuse or explain thousands of years of the effects of women living under patriarchal systems
June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4697929979052753461.post-18810236433861261102014-07-27T13:10:00.002+01:002014-09-03T20:48:19.064+01:0078. Going BackI recently
saw a musician in concert who I last saw live in 1998. This brought up some interesting
reflections. Back then, I was going a masters in Librarianship at UCL. I was
attempting to find my way in the world after University (I have written about
this in a previous post). At the time I felt like I was not making a good job
of this at all. I really cannot say that enjoyed these years much. But seeing
this musician again has allowed me to make a sort of peace with this period of
my life. There were a lot of happy times and positive experiences as well as
bad times. I am glad for the role this musician has played in helping to form
the person I am today. I am proud to be a fan (time to fess up- this musician
is Richard Davies)<br />
But there is
another aspect to this nostalgia<br />
When I saw
Richard Davies in 1998, I was just beginning to connect with other women with
Turner Syndrome. I connect particular albums by Richard Davies, (especially
Telegraph) with the first three years of being part of the Turner Syndrome
community. It helps me to recall get-togethers
at friend’s houses and day trips we took. It is to say the least ironic that I
finally get to see Richard Davies in
concert again when I asking some pretty deep questions about what role I wish
to play within the larger community of women with Turner Syndrome and what role
other women with Turner Syndrome play in my life.<br />
I have to
say as an aside that from 1996 to around 2005 I was deeply into ‘Indie’ music
and discovered acts such as Super Furry Animals, the Flaming Lips, several of
the ‘Elephant 6’ acts and Pernice Brothers. But it is probably only Richard
Davies’ music that I really continue to listen to regularly (Great Lakes is
another exception)- this was even before I knew about this summer’s concerts.<br />
I have to
say that rediscovering George Harrison’s music in the last three years has
allowed me to make peace with my teenage years, and the effect of dealing with
Turners Syndrome in these years. George and his music came at the right time
and helped me to see that I was capable of determining what was important to
me and that I had opinions that were worthwhile. His music made me feel good
about myself when few other things did. My school mates found this a cause of
considerable amusement (even my best friend from this period). I was made to
feel a little bit of a freak, just as I was a bit of a ‘Freak’ for having
Turner Syndrome. Well- I am only in contact with one friend from school and she
gets that I am a George Harrison fan mainly because she is a Beatles/John
Lennon fan herself. It has been a
delight to connect with other George Harrison fans and find out what his music
means to them. It has also been beyond a delight to discover what a great human
being George was. It is also wonderful to discover other George fans who are
such thoughtful, kind and intelligent people. Well, if I was right to be a
George Harrison fan, perhaps I am not a complete fool.<br />
George also
played a role in helping find my way into the Turner Syndrome Community. Back
in 1997, shortly after we met, Lucy and I discovered a mutual love of the
Beatles and we attended the annual Beatles convention in Liverpool together.
Some of the best memories I have of my friendship with Lucy are from the trip. The
fact she loves the Beatles is one reason I am so fond of Lucy. I have a very
dear group of friends with Turner Syndrome in Liverpool who I try and see a
couple of times a year. They are proud of their native sons and glad I am a fan
of George. June42http://www.blogger.com/profile/15091463665798261958noreply@blogger.com0