The Fanstastic Ms. Fox

Very, very glad to be back in Vancouver. Wow. CFS = dysfunctional. More details available in person.

Being in Ottawa gave me the chance to think about anything other than the CFS, such as my career plans - a topic of some ambivolence. After some consideration, I think that this post-bac and student union work is actually a good thing to be doing with my time. The main problem is a perceived lack of respect that comes with the "failure" to "leave school and get a real job."

Waitaminute. This is a real job. It has real responsibilities such as the  UPass, clubs, making staffing decisions, dealing with the CFS and running a grants committee for a nonprofit with a membership the size of a midsized town. It just happens to attract incompetents, pays poorly and required me to re-apply four months after getting it.

And I'm in school for good reasons - I like the material, it feeds into my career plans, better qualifies me for an MBA, and even provides me with the knowledge to do my current job better.

1. Out-Out Campus is doing super-cool Queer awareness week stuff. There is a drag show on the 16th. You have to go.
I mean that you actually have to. You don't have choice - we passed it at forum last week. There will be drag kings with fedoras, painted-on mustaches and tommy-guns arriving at your place of residence shortly. Sorry.


2. This gay marriage ad campaigns point out the obvious: a lot of gay couples are pretty straight except for the gay part. Turns out that it had already been done in Canada (it's on the left side of the screen when you scroll down). These ads are funny and accurate and I like them but fall short in two areas.

  a. Gay marriage bills can fail in some areas because gay is seen as a White issue.
  b. Many people, of any sexual orientation, find something alarming about being in a conventional marriage.
(IMDYINGINTHISMIDDLECLASSVANILLAHELL)

I still like them, but I would like to see a multiracial genderfucked six-person bloodplay and the tagline:
Don't worry, you don't have to be a part of this...
but you're thinking about it aren't you?

Just sayin'


3. A few people have been a bit surprised by my gender issues. I've heard that many people don't find me to be that feminine, and that this acts as a source of confusion. Cool.           (and long live Eris, goddess of dischord!)

Here's the short of it: much as trans folk aren't necssarily straight, by which I mean "attracted to the gender opposite their preferred one" (in fact, I think that trans folk are more likely to be non-straight than cisgendered folks), gender identity doesn't always square with mannerisms. There are nelly transguys, who may be gay, straight or bi. I know of one butch translass.

Furthermore, Transgender shit is an intense process of self-blah-blah-blah-blah. In this, and often in transsexual cases of doing awesomely psycho shit to your mind-body with hormones (we must be mentally ill if we want to go through puberty again), people often find that they don't wind up where they expected. There are even trans folk who were homosexual in their old gender and still are in their new one

Changed sex, still queer, sorry dad.

So's you know.

The last big paper is out of the way: I've arranged a schedule for next semester that should safely transmute most of this bullshit into nice short weeky assignments.
Senate was nice. Your tuition and tax dollars put lots of good food in our stomachs.

Also, I am running for External Relations Officer. SFU students must vote for me. It's the law.

Slate names (I want to both get people's attention and get into office):
- Scratch Here and Win
- M*therf*cking students in m*therf*cking government (the only party endorsed by this blurry photo of Samuel L. Jakson)
- Wo bushou hanyu (I don't speak Mandarin)

- Clearly the best choice (i.e. Sasha Fox is... CLEARLY THE BEST CHOICE)
- Last, best and only hope
- At least marginally competent (as above)
- Definitely Not a Cylon
- Another mammal running for office
- Fantastic!
- Fiscally and socially responsible
- Yo momma / Your Mom
- Foretold in prophecy

I want to get together for another quiet evening of pleasant conversation and food. I have veggie dim sum.
I have part of Wednesday evening free, and Friday is open. I want to sit back on the couch, eat, maybe cuddle, watch a movie, or just talk.