Back at it yet again another fight for liberation! LGBTI organizations nationwide are going to protest for the rights to non-discrimination based on sexual orientation to remain in the constitution despite Inkosi Phathekile Holomisa’s attempts to get it removed. Furthermore, the recent outbreak in hate crimes directed at LGBTI people. This time we decided to do it a little more drastic than usual, well this time it is to make sure the ANC as the ruling party recognizes and acts on the sudden outburst of homophobic crimes that have erupted in our country yet again. Over the past few weeks the LGBTI community has lost five of its openly out members. There could possibly be more that we are unaware of. For now, I would like to take this time to extend my condolences to the families of the deceased and I pray that our fallen sisters and brothers’ souls rest in peace. *in tears*
1. Thapelo Makhutle, gay/trans individual from the Northern Cape was killed, his body mutilated and his head almost completely severed from his body;
2. Neil Daniels was stabbed to death and set alight in Cape Town;
3. Phumeza Nkolonzi was shot thrice by a man who burst into her home in Nyanga;
4. Sanna Supa from Braamficherville, Soweto, was also shot thrice in her driveway;
5. Hendrietta Thapelo Morifi, known as Andritha, from Mokopane, Limpopo, was stabbed and her head almost severed from her body.
The saddest part of all these murders is the fact that the above mentioned individuals were somebody’s child, sister/brother and the perpetrators robbed their families of their loved ones. How do these people live with themselves? From what I can make of these killings, I think the perpetrators are trying to scare the LGBTI community at large and well they may have gotten to some of us pretty badly so. I found myself warning my butch girlfriend to stop shaving her hair and to stop dressing “too butch” whatever that is. Well I have to say I saw so many other butches looking feminine at one of the victim’s funeral (Phumeza Nkolonzi).
Just to add on that, I am not one to disrespect religion or elders but I have to say this ‘THE PASTOR WAS AN ASS’! Ooops… I hope I don’t get into trouble for that. Anyway, that guy refused to give us (LGBTI) people a chance to sing at the cemetery. Well I don’t know what happened at the church service because I got there late as I had to go collect my pepper spray for safety. I heard of another misfortune is that one of the lesbian’s cars was broken into. I mean like really now??? Outside the church, wow! These guys are on a mission ya’ll!
So then activists and human rights NGO;s decided it’s time to remind the government of Mandela’s promise of equal rights for all. More especially, section nine of the Bill of Rights of the Constitution of the Republic of South Africa, 1996. Post apartheid era most of us were stuck in the closet because we feared of homosexuality not being legal in South Africa. Then it was legalized and we celebrated as we could not wait to get out of the stuffy closet.
Stuffy as the closet was, the worst feeling in the world about coming out is to be discriminated and hated by your own family, same racial and religious groups and the government for loving the same sex as you. I know that feeling too well, and it sucks!!! Media coverage of homosexuality is now wider than ever, still on that I must say Generations (South Africa’s popular series) is really pissing me off these days with this whole nonsense of making the gay guy impregnate a woman. It sends out the wrong message to the public, that homosexual people can turn heterosexual if they sleep with the opposite sex. I feel it gave a rise to the “corrective rapes”. In fact I think I should write a formal complain to the BCCSA (Broadcasting Complains Commission of South Africa). If you with me please do the same! These hate crimes hurt! And for us to do away with them we need to unite and show all these homophobes that we are not going anywhere! I WILL NOT BE SILENCED!!! So I urge my entire fellow LGBTI people to join the national protest in your respective cities. While everyone else is celebrating Mandela day and volunteering their 67 minutes to doing good, I will be dedicating my 67 minutes of shame. At the 67 minutes of shame protest for the ANC to speak up for the rights and lives of LGBTI South Africans as well as a remembrance for the lives lost in the last month. Protest to depart from St. George’s Cathedral, Wale Street Cape Town to the ANC offices at the Sahara Building, Thibault Square (Cape Town).
The poem below I wrote it before coming out to my family, and I have to say it was not easy for them but I’m glad they still love me regardless of my homosexuality.
MY PRIDE BY PAMSTAR
Until when will I live in the shadow of heterosexuals?
Until when will I learn to accept my sexuality?
Until when will I be discriminated against?
Until when will I live a lie?
Until when will I hide from my family?
The family that claims to love me,
But will they still do if I come out of the closet?
Questions answered in the mind of mine.
Trembling in the faith of my own submission,
Terrified in my mind for the conduct of my being;
Unplanned for by my own identity,
Identity I wish to reclaim in the eyes of the society.
Unwritten in the holy book people hide behind, at the expense of my homosexuality.
It matters not when you realize it,
Love immeasurable like in john 3:16.
God loves me unconditionally.
When will I be proud of me?
Sentiments I can’t control as the anger of Osama Bin Laden against the USA.
Heavy as gravity,
Bounded by the strategy,
Planted in the ignorance of the society,
Who believe my homosexuality is a moral infection,
A curse, Satanism or a contagious disease,
I sit and wonder where my pride is at?
When I constantly live in the darkness of the judgment of men;
Who claim to correct the wrong by abusing me and my fellow lesbians and gays.
Ignoring the fact that Mr. Nelson Mandela and others fought for my rights as well
To be free
Let me be
My pride I fight for to re-live the joys of 1994 when Tata Madiba was voted the first black president of South Africa.
My pride I fight for to live my life uncrucified for being a