Festive Left Friday Blogging: Tania the Immortal

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Tamara “Tania” Bunke (circled, and in inset, above) was a many-faceted, multi-talented young woman. Fluent in at least three languages, she worked as a translator/interpreter in pre-unification East Germany, Cuba, and Argentina. She was also an intelligence agent and a dedicated Communist…and in the end, a guerrilla who died fighting the CIA-backed Barrientos dictatorship in Bolivia. Her remains were initially buried in Vallegrande, Bolivia, but were later repatriated to Cuba, where they lie in the same Santa Clara mausoleum as those of her famous comrade, Che Guevara, also in the picture. Her memory, however, remains very much alive everywhere she went, both in Cuba and in present-day Germany:

Hans Modrow, honorary president of the German party, Die Linke (The Left), presented the Cuban Institute of Friendship with the Peoples (ICAP) yesterday with several belongings of Tamara Bunke Bider (a.k.a. Tania the Guerrilla), who fought alongside Ernesto “Che” Guevara in Bolivia.

Among the possessions are a uniform shirt and pants, a note pad, a school notebook, photographs and letters. Modrow made the presentation in representation of Cubasí, a German organization in solidarity with the island, which kept the objects until now.

Nadia Bunke, Tania’s mother, treasured the belongings until her death. Later, they were given to Cubasí.

“We will work to keep Tania’s memory alive,” said Modrow. He added that she left her mark in the German Democratic Republic (East Germany), through her work in various leftist organizations.

Carolina Aguilar, an Argentine member of the Federation of Cuban Women (FMC), recounted moments from Tania’s life, from her birth in Argentina on November 19, 1937, until her murder in Bolivia on August 31, 1967, emphasizing her time in Cuba when both women were members of the Institute of Argentine-Cuban Friendship, which offered aid to the nascent revolution directed by Fidel Castro.

Aguilar said that Tania became a heroine and an example to young Latin American and Caribbean women.

Kenia Serrano, president of ICAP, announced the creation of the Tamara Bunke Bider Club of Voluntary Translators, in honor of this woman who worked as an interpreter of languages such as Russian, German and Spanish at various world events.

Later, Serrano presented Modrow with a portrait of Tamara by the Cuban painters Dausel Valdés Piñeiro and Abel Morejón Gala.

Translation mine.

Honor and dignity to the memory of Tania the Guerrilla!

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Carina Vogt’s twofold victory

So, women can’t ski-jump, eh? Tell that to this awesome German, who’s as good as any man…and proved it yesterday:

Insanity! For the first time in Olympic history, women were allowed to ski-jump. And then a German police officer candidate won the gold! 22-year-old Carina Vogt of Schwäbisch-Gmünd wasn’t even a favorite. She was even happier after her two jumps, of 97 and 103 metres.

Nobody could grasp it. Carina Vogt landed the best jump, with 103 metres, on her first run. Even commentator Dieter Thoma forgot himself: “Lick me!” hollered the former ski-jumping champ into the microphone, and from there on in, couldn’t stop grinning. He didn’t have to, either, because after the strong-nerved policewoman’s second jump, the leaderboard showed what no one had expected: Gold for Germany!

Even the winner was in a state of shock. As the first reporters stuck their microphones under Carina Vogt’s nose, she could only cry. It was a big, surprising win, and that in more ways than one.

“This is a great moment for equal rights,” said ARD sports host Gerhard Delling of the first ladies’ ski-jumping event in Olympic history. Then a short report showed how hard the women had fought to be there on the jumping-ramp. In 2009 they had even sued the International Olympic Committee for discrimination, because the men’s federation didn’t want to let the women jump at the 2010 Olympic winter games in Vancouver.

In Sochi, things were finally ready. The only sad notes: Those who had fought against the IOC four years ago for women’s ski-jumping, landed in last place. World champion Sarah Hendrickson of the USA was battling a torn knee ligament; her countrywoman Lindsey Van had bad luck with the wind. And the German, Ulrike Gässler, who also took part in the protest, was weakened by the flu.

Carina Vogt knows how much she owes these pioneers: “Before me, two generations of female ski-jumpers brought the sport to where it is today.” Yesterday, she did them all proud.

Translation mine.

Meanwhile, even as history was being made in his own country, some Russian backwardnik was saying this. Guess he never heard that women’s uteri don’t dislodge that easily.

And that a good pair of ovaries can take you more than a tenth of a kilometre through the air.

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If “misandry” were a real thing…

…it would look like this:

But of course, it doesn’t exist. Misogyny does. And unless men do something about that, it’s never going to go away.

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Music for a Sunday: Polyushko Polye, three ways

Today, we ride a troika. First off, the Red Army choir doing a killer rendition of my favorite old Soviet tune:

And now, the late, great Ivan Rebroff…

…who, despite his stage name, was actually a German (and won medals for distinguished conduct, not in the Red Army or as a Cossack, but in the Bundeswehr). He had me fooled for the longest time, since he sang in both languages quite fluently. He’s so good that he can even accompany himself with the clip-clop of the horses (which the Red Army choir needed a drummer to do). And, interestingly, he never married. Rumor had it he was gay. He never came out, so we’ll just have to draw our own conclusions.

Meanwhile, there’s no doubt about this Brit:

…who sings his own interpretation of the same song over a chorus of Russian navy sailors.

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Wankers of the Week: The Toilets of Sochi

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Crappy weekend everyone! This week has literally ended up in the crapper, especially if you’re in Sochi, where all kinds of weird toilet arrangements can be found. We’ve seen everything from twin turdcatchers to a guy who had to break out of his own bathroom. And that’s just the inanimate objects that were full of shit. Here come the people, in no particular order:

1. Matthew Fucking Mills. It wouldn’t be the Stupor Bowl without an idiot on the field…or in this case, a mike-jacker trying to stick a little 9-11 twoofiness up in there. Does anyone seriously believe that an investigation will be forthcoming just because some random weirdo called for it by interrupting a press conference? I mean, how many times in the history of ever has THAT happened?

2. Richard Fucking Denton-White. Well, there goes the idea that the English are all so polite. This one’s got a mouth on him that would embarrass a drunken sailor. Kiss your mother with that, guvnor?

3. John Fucking Elway. And here’s why the Denver Broncos not only lost, but deserved to lose. This guy’s a Repug because he “doesn’t believe in safety nets”? Dude, I’m a socialist because I don’t believe in NOT having them.

4. Jason Fucking Kenney. Why?

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That’s why. Meanwhile, even with the supposed star power of ScarJo, Soda Stream is, pardon the pun, tanking. Meaning, it’s a BDS win, and a “buycott” fail. Ha, ha.

5. John Fucking Dodrill. All right, so you DON’T want any Thin Mints. Fine. But MUST you point a gun at a Girl Scout selling cookies? Jayzus.

6. Glenn Fucking Beck. As usual, it’s Opposite Day in Biff’s little world. Where else would a laudable effort at social inclusion be “divisive”, while the blatantly xenophobic and at times downright racist reaction from the right is supposedly not?

7. Amy Fucking Chua. Likability: Ur doin it rong. Now go the fuck AWAY.

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8 and 9. Sheryl Fucking Sandberg and Ileana Fucking Ros-Lehtinen. “Lean In” for corporatism, antifeminism…and a rabid anti-Cuba warhawk who can’t stop wanking over Venezuela and openly called for a coup there? No, thanks. I think I’ll be running for the door.

10. John Fucking Tory. And speaking of the futility of Leaning In, there’s this guy. Apparently he thinks that all women need to do to get equal pay is ask for it. Uh, John? What do you think we’ve been trying to do for the last three decades with pay equity legislation, dammit? And has it ever occurred to you that when women demand equal pay, we’re only more likely to get shit-canned?

11. Rush Fucking Limbaugh. Hey, now, Pigman. Don’t be giving Coke any positive, progressive ideas on how to further piss off you and your racist ilk! Because, you know, there’s plenty of room on that label for a dozen languages, as anyone who’s ever bought chocolate in Europe can tell you!

12. Todd Fucking Starnes. Why?

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That’s why. Newsflash: Mexicans have their own Coke. It’s still made with real cane sugar, and anyone who’s tried both that and the current, high-fructose US version will tell you Mexican Coke is better. And by the way, those “illegals”? They’re the same people to whom half the US used to belong, before the Mexican-American War. If anything is of dubious legality, it’s that border they keep crossing, presumably to get inferior Coke. Read a little history, you embarrassing spittle-spouter.

13. Donald Fucking Trump. Who the hell wears a tie to a football game? Barack Obama is the president of the United States, not the White House butler. He can wear whatever the occasion demands, including casual dress.

14. Gordon Fucking Klingenschmitt. I would ask just how John Jacob Jingleheimer knows who’s going to heaven and who’s not, but it’s pointless. He thinks he’s God, and he wants to dictate policy to the government! Thankfully, he’s not in charge of anything. The only question is, why does he still have a pulpit to bully from?

15. Heather Fucking Watt. Stand yer ground against loud music from next door! And the best way to do that is to break in on your neighbors with a gun in your hand.

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16. Pat Fucking Robertson. Hey Patwa, there’s no point in telling Ken Fucking Ham to shut up. Just do the same yourself, because you already ARE a joke. Without any help from him, I might add.

17. Terry Fucking Mortenson. What the hell does Hitler have to do with science? The man was a devout Catholic with a lot of downright superstitious ideas about where Europeans came from. And no, he didn’t eat Jews for lunch…he was a vegetarian. The sight of his niece’s suicide apparently put him off meat. Isn’t it terribly inconvenient when the facts don’t fit your stupid hypothesis?

18. Michael Fucking Botticelli. How fucking sad is it when the deputy state drug czar for Oregon doesn’t know if pot is less addictive (and lethal) than crystal meth? Hell, I’m not a druggie, and I know what’s what. So, what’s HIS excuse?

19. Wendi Fucking Deng. I’m not terribly surprised that she had the hots for Dubya’s poodle. Given what she was married to, even a hat rack would look good by comparison. Still, he IS Dubya’s Poodle…and she had the incredibly poor judgment to marry Rupee Fucking Murdoch. So there.

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20 and 21. Jeremy and Justin Bieber. If you wonder why the Bieb is such a little shit, you can stop wondering now. He’s just a chip off the ol’ irresponsible block. Papa Bieber is one helluva role model, isn’t he? And why the FAA didn’t ground that pot-reeking plane is a mystery to me.

22. Piers Fucking Morgan. So, let me get this straight: Janet Mock is “disgraceful” for correcting your misgenderings? Dude, look in the mirror. You’re ten times ruder to her than she was to you.

23. Victoria Fucking Nuland. Surprise, surprise: Interfering State Dept. is interfering. In Ukraine. And they don’t like the EU, either. If you wonder why Venezuelans suspect that the US is behind the fascist uprising in the Maidan, this just might be a clue.

24. Rob Fucking Ford. LGBT rights activists put up a flag at City Hall in Toronto, to show support for Russians who can’t do the same in their country. Who tries to tear it down? This motherfucker. And when he was told that he couldn’t do that? He sulked, pouted, and tried to play patriot. Diddums!

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25. Doug Fucking Ford. Meanwhile, Tweedledee defends Tweedledum’s rampant homophobia. Well, you can’t accuse them of lacking family values, even if they do lack every other kind of morality!

26. Harold Fucking Trinkunas. Looks like the State Dept. isn’t the only one in the interference game; right wing stink tanks are in it too. Meanwhile, they’re supporting a “hypothetical” coup against a man who was, in un-hypothetical fact, democratically elected in Venezuela. And one with whom the government of Brazil is on excellent terms, with no “threatened interests” at all. A small detail, easily overlooked…of course.

27. Gary Fucking James. You want a restaurant boycott? You got it! Hope it tastes good.

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28. Woody Fucking Allen. Is anyone seriously surprised to learn that his perverted jokes aren’t really jokes after all? And that his defenders (including himself and his slimy lawyer) have been full of shit all this time? Didn’t think so.

29. Benjamin Fucking Kneib. Because the Russian Orthodox church isn’t the only one with a lot of catching up to do when it comes to gay rights. Denying communion to long-time parishioners (at one of their mothers’ funeral, no less) because they’re a lesbian couple? Ungodly.

30. Tim Fucking Armstrong. Corporate greed…what’s that? A perfect excuse to blame the employees, especially the women with the sick babies. And to cut employee benefits for everyone at AOHell. Sign the petition, folks.

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And finally, to the Fucking IOC. Of course, they have NO problem with draconian Russian police rounding up, beating and threatening sexual violence against LGBT rights protesters. Why would they? They awarded the games to Russia in the first place, despite numerous and obvious problems with using Sochi as a venue. To admit that they erred would open them up to questions as to why they did so. And forr that, you’d have to start examining a lot of greasy palms and dirty fingernails. Nope, can’t have that, can we…even if we say all the right things.

Good night, and get fucked!

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Festive Left Friday Blogging: 85 years of Fabricio Ojeda

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“No one can stop the advance of the people when they carry in their minds the force of reason, and in their hands the flag of justice.”

Fabricio Ojeda would have been 85 years old yesterday. As you can see, what he had to say in his short life is still highly relevant today.

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Fresh video from Russia

Video from today by Dmitriy Zikov, showing Russian police in Red Square arresting a group of LGBT rights activists singing the national anthem at the moment of the opening of the Sochi Olympics. At the end you can hear a woman shout “Russia will be free!”

The Advocate notes that anti-gay demonstrations in Sochi were not so rudely interrupted. In fact, they were allowed, in spite of a law against all political demonstrations. Things that make you go hmmm.

ETA: Here is a British documentary on the anti-gay laws and their direct effect on Russians, LGBT and otherwise.

I wonder: What will Timor do if his own son turns out to be gay? Will he persecute the child he is currently trying to “protect”?

And no, Katya of “Occupy Pedophilia”, you are NOT a pretty girl.

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J. J. Rendón, samurai of silliness

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Do you take this man seriously when it comes to matters of leadership in Latin America? If you do, I feel sorry for you. Because Jean-Guy Allard has done some digging, and what he finds is…well, amusing:

El Diario las Américas, of Miami, a moribund paper rescued not long ago by fugitive Venezuelan banker Nelson Mezerhane, dedicated an article to Juan José Rendón, whom it called “the brains behind Hernández’s victory” — the right-wing Honduran candidate whose recent triumph remains the subject of controversy.

The periodical, traditionally linked to the CIA and the Cuban-American mafia, broke records for adulation in describing this son of a Venezuelan military officer, who does not recognize his defeat by Chavistas at the side of Henrique Capriles Radonski, as he does not plan to recognize his failure in El Salvador as star propagandist of Norman Quijano, the candidate for ARENA, the party of fascist major Roberto D’Aubuisson.

The paper described Rendón as a “psychologist, communicator and publicist, with several post-graduate degrees in Ontopsychology and Organizational Development, specializing in psychology and mass communication, strategic planning, and leadership in advertising and marketing”, who has “four honorary doctorates from various Latin American universities and recently received the flag of the United States, which was hoisted in his honor by the Congress of that land.”

What a joke: “Ontopsychology” does not exist! “It was invented to get the attention of clients,” commented a reader on a recent article on the Colombian website, La Silla Vacía (The Empty Chair). In fact, it is a woo-woo concept which serves to manipulate charlatans.

And that “ontopsychology”, Rendón claims to have learned courtesy of some scholarships in Italy.

Regarding the “four honorary doctorates”, it is not specified in which institutions he received such distinguished recognitions for his talents.

Notwithstanding the untruth of these assertions, the Miami paper continues to speak of the “thousands of campaigns” [sic] directed by “JJ” throughout his “27 years of professional career” and his “25 successfully won campaigns”. When he lost three against Chavistas.

The paper belonging to the swindler Nelson Mezerhane continues: “JJ Rendón is a disciple of the recognized scientist, Antonio Meneghetti, and of Joseph Napolitan, the father of political consultation. They categorize him as a guru in political strategy in Latin America, one of the three best in the world.”

Again, what a joke: Antonio Meneghetti is no less than the Italian who claims to have created…”ontopsychology”! And regarding Joseph Napolitan, who recently died aged 84, he is the prototype of the publicists who sell a politician as if he were a refrigerator or a toothpaste. And who got paid according to the naïveté of his clients. Rendón claims to have been his driver in Caracas. Using his car and without payment.

As if that were not enough, “Jota-Jota” also claims to have studied “Rumorology, Memetics, Cinetic Proxemics, and Leaderism”, half-invented disciplines which marvellously complete the curriculum of a fraudster.

It is said (or he himself claims) that in 1988, at the age of just 24 (he was born in 1964), the very precocious Rendón, with his cardboard references, worked as a publicist in the campaign of the now-deceased Carlos Andrés Pérez, yes, none other than CAP. It was during his second term as president of Venezuela that CAP ordered the army to shoot to kill during a popular revolt. The massacre left as many as 5000 dead or missing.

With his self-proclaimed immense talent, “Jota-Jota” was advisor to a very silly collection of politicians of the Latin American right, generally during critical elections, which they remunerated as if his back were against the wall.

So numerous were the campaigns that he asserts — with a straight face — that he directed, and of whose victories he is the father, that the “genius” Rendón receives a mark of 100% in the category of individuals whom the North Americans call “bullshitters”.

In Miami, Rendón lives alone, just like Capriles in Caracas, “listening to news 24 hours a day”, and at the same time calling himself a Zen Buddhist. He has been photographed dressed as a samurai, and collects swords belonging to those bloody medieval Japanese warriors.

Fascism is the shield of capitalism. The repressive government is the most elevated form of authentic capitalism, the dream of the oligarchs and, therefore, of monopolist corporations.

J.J. Rendón is the somewhat silly expression of bourgeois thought, for which honesty, truth, respect and solidarity are pesky values that get in the way of the full development of the human being. By publishing this dithyrambic ode to a shampoo salesman turned “brilliant strategist”, the paper belonging to Mezerhane — wanted in Venezuela in relation to the cowardly assassination of prosecutor Danilo Anderson — only confirms this statement.

Translation mine.

So we can see that our ol’ pal Jota-Jota is not only a joke, he’s a joke in the pay of a criminal fugitive, Nelson “El Turquito” Mezerhane, who is not only a fraudster himself, but also wanted (along with several other notable right-wing Venezuelan media figures, including reviled “columnist” Patricia Poleo) in the infamous car-bombing murder of Danilo Anderson, the Venezuelan prosecutor who was investigating the coup of 2002 at the time of his death.

And not only that, but Jota-Jota’s old boss, Carlos Andrés “CAP” Pérez, whose body recently gathered frost in a Miami mortuary while his estranged wife and mistress fought over where he should be buried, is responsible for anywhere between hundreds and thousands of deaths during the Caracazo of 1989. Chavecito and his army buddies never forgave CAP for ordering the soldiers to turn their guns on their own people, which is why in 1992, they launched a failed military uprising against him. They very nearly managed to kill him, and it was only last-moment fear that prevented the soldier who had CAP in his sights from shooting the old bastard. How many Venezuelans still wish, to this day, that their national nightmare had ended in that pre-dawn revolt? As it was, CAP was indicted for embezzlement and removed from office the following year…and the year after that, Chavecito emerged from jail, a national hero, to embark on a political career that ended just over a year ago with his untimely death.

Clearly Jota-Jota has no respect for the honorable dead, since he recently circulated a false tape of an actor purported to be Chavecito, claiming to have been kidnapped and still alive somewhere. Chavecito’s own family categorically deny that there is any truth to it, but the rumor still made its way through the right-wing media, just as Nicolás Maduro had been sworn in as president following his successful election. That’s the level of the dirty tricks that Jota-Jota does.

Plus, of course, there’s the international capture order out for him; he’s charged with the rape of a Venezuelan woman in Panama. Jota-Jota had the temerity to sue the president of El Salvador for $100 million just for reading out the capture order on TV, and claimed it didn’t exist. As my blog entry from a few days ago shows, the document does indeed exist, and is signed by the Venezuelan prosecutor who called for his arrest. So Jota-Jota is a fraudster even when defending himself.

And while Jota-Jota may like playing Zen Buddhist samurai and collecting medieval Japanese kitsch, the truth is that he acts more like a distinctly modern, and far less honorable, Japanese “warrior”…namely, of the mafia known locally as the Yakuza. If the Yakuza were to hire a clown as their publicist, that is.

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Shyness: not a human rights violation.

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Sorry, Men’s Rightsers. If you were hoping to make a test case for your ideology out of this guy, the facts of the matter have just made a hash out of it:

The Ontario Human Rights Tribunal has dismissed a complaint by University of Toronto student Wongene Daniel Kim, who accused his professor of discriminating against him as a male when she docked him marks for not coming to class because he was too shy to be the only guy.

The second-year health science major arrived at the opening of a Women and Gender Studies course for which he had signed up in the fall of 2012 — “It had spaces left and fit into my timetable” — only to discover a room full of women and nary a man in sight.

“I felt anxiety; I didn’t expect it would be all women and it was a small classroom and about 40 women were sort of sitting in a semicircle and the thought of spending two hours every week sitting there for the next four months was overwhelming,” said Kim, 20, adding he manages a part-time job with women because there are also other men.

“I’m generally a shy person, especially around women, and it would have been a burden if I had had to choose a group for group work.”

He didn’t stay for class — that day, or ever — but continued in the course and asked Professor Sarah Trimble to waive the 15 per cent of the mark earned by class participation and attendance.

She refused.

Which is only fair. Everyone is expected to do the same work; a gender-based pass for Kim wouldn’t have been fair to his classmates.

In other words: The work women have done over the past few decades to eliminate sex-based discrimination hasn’t created a situation of reverse discrimination; it has created, rather, a level playing field, where men and women are expected to work together no matter the gender ratio, and where marks are based on how well they do, not on what reproductive plumbing they have.

So far, so good. But then this happened:

Kim got poor marks on assignments and ended up failing the course, which he said he found frustrating after spending the money on course materials.

He asked Trimble to reconsider his mark. When she refused, he complained to the Human Rights Tribunal that she was penalizing him because he was male.

Which, clearly, was NOT the case. Class attendance counted for 15% of the mark — no exceptions.

And if he was being discriminated against on account of gender, why was there not a sign on the door reading “NO MEN”? Or a marker on the course calendar indicating “Female students only”?

Oh yeah, that’s right: because THAT would have been sex discrimination. And that would be, if not outright illegal, certainly unethical.

Kim said he had been unaware how poorly he was doing until it was too late because Trimble didn’t post marks on the course website. She handed assignments back in class.

“We live in a digital era, why couldn’t she have posted the marks online?” Kim said in an interview. “I believe if you want to attract more males to these courses, you have to work with them. My request for accommodation was reasonable.”

Except that no one else was asking for special accommodations; everyone else was happy to comply with the course requirements, and didn’t find them at all unreasonable.

Given all the whining from the “manosphere” about how women are always expecting special treatment (with lowered expectations, natch), it’s hilarious and ironic that when someone does demand just that on the basis of sex, it turns out to be a male. And he’s suffering from the very affliction that supposedly makes women too delicate to live in a man’s world: shyness.

“The applicant has not satisfied me that his claimed discomfort in a classroom of women requires accommodation under the (Ontario Human Rights) Code,” wrote adjudicator Mary Truemner. “He admitted that his discomfort is based on his own ‘individual preference’ as a shy person . . . and stated he thought they (the women) would not be willing to interact with him because of his gender.”

This was “merely speculation as he never gave the class, or the women, a chance,” wrote Truemner, vice-chair of the tribunal.

Kim had no evidence of being “excluded, disadvantaged or treated unequally on the basis of” his gender, she said.

This is true. Kim was the only person keeping Kim from attending on the basis of gender.

I can attest that classroom participation was actually a great help in overcoming my own once crippling shyness. Many third-year classes were small seminar-style courses, in which the big, anonymous lecture hall of the first and second years was gone, and the students and prof all just sat around a square of tables, discussing things like Old Norse sagas and Beowulf. Despite the initial linguistic challenges (imagine having to learn two new languages in one year!), I found that I was finally in my element. After that, I was able to speak up anywhere, without stage fright.

Here’s another salient point: I also availed myself of the university’s counselling service. That’s what it’s there for: to help troubled students before they’re forced to drop out. I got tested, found out that introversion is natural and normal, and that you can learn to live with it, and yes, even succeed with it. And I did.

It’s a matter of being able to distinguish between the political and the personal. And to not hide behind the one when the other is the real issue.

In this case, there was no discrimination on the basis of sex. Kim didn’t recognize in time that his own shyness was tripping him up. Maybe next time, he’ll seek help. It’s a lot easier to go in for a few counselling sessions than it is to sit through the ignominy of a failed human-rights complaint, when all’s said.

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Nothing to see here. Move along…

So, gays can feel safe and at ease in Russia with the Olympics on? Funny, but I don’t believe that…why not?

Oh yeah…that’s why. An antifascist group of LGBT rights supporters, on October 6 of last year, found out just how safe you really are under Russian law if you go against the prevailing “wisdom” that all gays are dangerous pedophiles who must not be allowed to “influence” children. They carried a banner saying “Hitler also killed the gays. No to fascism in Russia!” They were completely peaceful; they harmed no one. All they did was speak out against homophobia and fascism. And they got beaten, arrested, and brutally harangued by the crowd for that.

Others have fared even worse:

And gay-bashing murders are not unheard of, either. And the sentences for such crimes are shockingly light. Russia has no hate-crimes legislation, after all.

Gee, I wonder if Johnny Weir still thinks he’d be safe if he went there now.

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