I was going to make a post on Thanksgiving about colonialism and genocide, but I completely forgot that I was going to be with my family and you know, I wanted to talk to them and spend time with them, because I happen to very much like them. And now I’m immersed in academic work–I’m doing a biographical study of Alan L. Hart, a trans man who lived and worked in medicine in early 20th century Oregon–and so any (un)Thanksgiving post I made would be hopelessly untimely.
So instead of writing you that post, I am listening to the Wu Tang Clan and knitting a vest so that I don’t explode from stress while reading different texts about gender variance in the 19th and early 20th century Pacific Northwest and writing a thirty page piece on trans identity, gender, and embodiment in the life of Alan Hart and working full days as a tour guide for part of the week! I feel like this fox.
You can expect radio silence for a little while, but my SLCSpeaks column will be up on Friday as usual. I’ll post a link when it comes out, both on twitter and here. And who knows, if I have some free time I may write a post–probably one about history, because I’m thinking so much about Hart and how his life is historicized, often with his trans identity being erased in the process.
In the meantime, though, I really want your suggestions. You’ve come here to read my blog and you like what I’ve got to offer, but I want to know what specific subjects you’d like me to talk about! Because now that I have a more substantial reader base (thanks, shlock journalism!), I’d like to know what you guys are thinking about w/r/t social justice.
And one brief public service announcement. My name isn’t Stephen Ira Beatty. It’s just Stephen Ira. I get the confusion, because it’s different from that of my parents or siblings, but that’s my name! If you’re a news outlet, please stop calling me Stephen Ira Beatty! If you would like to call me by three names, my middle name is Elliot!
Take care, everybody. Fight evil; queer beauty.