Witness essay identity and belonging

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voice sings, “we’re looking for the man who will make us rich and famous. his final novel, just above my head, appreciates the connection between lying about homosexuality and lying about family sexual abuse and rape, how they rend the fabric of the biological family, the church family, of society.  what i remembered was his lumber-jacket, his hunting boots, and his breath, which smelled of stale tar from too many cigarettes. sit in the theater hoping he is right, and that through a process of intuition and osmosis, they will leave the theater knowing that james is “funny that way”, and find him so persuasive and beautiful, they will go home and see the beauty in their gay aunts, uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters, mothers, friends. there are times when the place achieves an energy that is male and tribal, with the smell of too many people sweating in too small a space. and james, gorgeous souls, are in my thoughts when i hear kim burrell’s rant.’s witnesses incarcerated in prisons and concentration camps were given the opportunity to be freed, if they signed this statement renouncing their beliefs.“i suppose,” he begins, “that it is a bit unfair of me to say that i have something to tell you and then leave it at that. the only one i had was “homosexual” and that didn’t quite cover whatever it was i was beginning to feel.  at one point, sedat invites me into his office and, after he shows me clippings and autographed copies of books by baldwin, we sit down and watch his film together.  i want people to remember who he was, and all that he was. individual’s search for identity is fuelled by a need to find a place in the world where we belong, thus not belonging consequently leas to a feeling of alienation and isolation.  when you don’t have to confront your family and say, that’s fucked up that you can’t even sit in a church house, in the same pew, with someone you don’t even know, because they are wearing a dress. party had thinned, so i found a chair, and sat down, alone. holding a fresh drink in her hand, she presented her husband to me with great flair. a question-and-answer session in new york, where i am not your negro was premiered months before its official opening, i asked raoul peck in front of the audience at the brooklyn academy of music about the lack of queerness in his film.  hundreds of pages written about him would still only scratch the surface, and i know whatever i’ve written here will be incomplete. it means, finally, moving beyond black and white, "gay" or "straight". i don’t usually consider myself a clingy person, but i found myself making small-talk, bullshitting, being inarticulate and, for some reason i couldn’t explain, not leaving him.  “make america great again” appeals to the macho in us, and women have it too, have been conditioned in this country to believe in american invulnerability, which is why many women voted for trump.  he’d gone to bed one night and hadn’t woken up.  while we are given images on racial unrest and protest through black lives matter, and a brief montage of those who have died at the hands of police brutality - murdered men and women who are certainly baldwin’s “children” - trayvon martin, tamar rice, aiyana jones, and amir brooks we don’t get any images of black gay activists, or a commentary on the aggression towards, and murder of, transgender men and women - kiesha jenkins, amber monroe, kayden clarke, islan nettles, shante thompson. unlike the pictures on a nearby table that revealed a young man with dark drown hair, well-groomed mustache, and a young playwright’s theatrical determination, david seemed more relaxed in older age. and if he reads another country, if he begins with that opening line, “he was facing seventh avenue, at times square”, if he follows rufus’ journey, of homelessness, hunger, prostitution, and grief, and if he appreciates what racism and homophobia do to the beating black heart, how they can annihilate, it may keep him alive one more day. should have been at his home ten minutes ago, and am embarrassed at being late, and at my overall ineptitude., while at times both brave and compelling, moonlight is also a conservative film, and exists within its own macho aesthetic.  she excused herself, and about a half hour later, they approached me together as i was finishing a conversation with our host. we are on the phone talking about an organization to which we both belong, and he says, as the conversation is coming to a close: “oh, by the way, did you hear about that guy that died, i can’t remember his name.  when i reached for a mini-quiche after edgar left, not because i was hungry but to have something to do with my hands, i realized he’d taken the last one. i think their elders have betrayed them by throwing jaguars at them, and tv sets, and other kind of paraphernalia, instead trying to teach them, instead of trying to raise them, instead of loving them. in moonlight we don’t even get an ancillary “miss thing” reading a drug-dealer when she’s turned down for crack, or a black gay neighbor, not as comic relief, but as someone chiron is afraid of becoming, who might reveal how gayness has been defined for him at school, at church, and the community’s reaction to it; where his contempt originates from. it would be another twenty years before another country and its themes of new york life, interracial relationships, and homosexuality would be published, but for those who deny that gay themes are an essential part of the baldwin oeuvre, it is all there in his early writings.  and there are so few places in new york where gay men can go for sex that aren’t private, hidden, concealed.  he meant, he was going to get into a car at that exact moment and drive the four hours to where i was living. the three of us stood together for several minutes conversing and making small talk, and as we spoke, i searched for the desperate plea behind his eyes, the “oh-shit-this-can’t-be-happening” look of panic that i myself was trying desperately to suppress.  men loving and fucking each other, in private, “getting down” in private, and - most of the time and in far too many places - lying about it; to their families, to each other, to themselves.)  swiss painter lucien happersberger was a lifelong friend, and occasional lover of baldwin’s: pat mikell in her testimonial on baldwin, the last days, confirms that james told her lucien was the great love of his life.  i might have touched his hair or rubbed his shoulders, i’m not sure, but i remember there was something electric and scary happening because he wasn’t moving and he was still there, still against me, two minutes, three minutes, five minutes later, and i was thinking, ‘what’s going to happen here? are writers and activists whom i admire, who decided not to comment on the burrell controversy, one in particular considering it “low-hanging fruit”.  and so, this idea that we are supposed to just sit and listen to them. have i ever told them outright  ‘i don’t love you and you’re going to hell’? he staggers a bit, gives me an exasperated look, and stumbles past me. it was a surreal scene, the sex on the screen still banging away vigorously and noisily, the porn actors unmoved, as we all stood in a shocked tableau.  and i am able to testify personally that the conversation about men and sexuality is not about one race, or one culture, one orientation or political affiliation; it’s about men, gay men, bisexual men, straight men.“i dated a few people here and there, and had relationships that failed. i think about james and the family he still creates, the people he has brought together in the piece i am writing: philip and eddie, andrew and lawrence, derek, sedat and kathy, david; and now this woman, whom i thank several times, and welcome to the room.   while i appreciated the film throughout, and what it had to say about masculinity, the third act, the restaurant scene, which almost seemed more like a staged play, was the fulfillment of the movie’s promise for me. as both are baldwin’s contemporaries and, one can argue, equally important black literary figures (and friends), it is inconceivable that so little of his correspondence and personal papers has been made available to academics, researchers, other writers, and in this year which marks the 30th anniversary of his death.  and i’ll man up and say i’m wrong.  millennials don’t want to choose between loving malcolm x and hating their gay uncle.“and she said, ‘i just want to make sure that you’re protected, i’m looking out for you.  my first boyfriend and a close friend of mine both committed suicide in their forties, i believe, because of the isolation, loneliness, and some of the pain they still felt over society’s and their family's reaction to “that stuff. there were also outright bans on jehovah’s witnesses’ religious literature, which included the booklets the watch tower and the golden age.“so she says that one of her family members had called and asked,  “is the ‘boy in the dress’ going to be there? and, while i am careful not to fall into the trap of suggesting that black americans have a special pathology when it comes to homophobia (although there are specific reasons why a black man, in a racist society, may feel he cannot be vulnerable), i must also acknowledge the role of the black church in perpetuating hatred against gays, as instanced by gospel singer and pastor kim burrell’s vitriolic sermon leaked last year.  i loved moonlight at times, but what i suspected in the film was confirmed for me when i saw i am not your negro the second time: when it comes to the subject of sexuality and race, there is nothing more terrifying in america than the power of a black sissy. excerpts in the guardian, salon, and alternetread reviews in mother jones, sfgate, and arablit.  i talk about my impossible diet at the time, and he talks about his health, and even though he shouldn’t be drinking, we discuss his favorite scotch. but i’ve spoken with him several times now and it’s real, and rare; sometimes when people come from that background in england, i’m told, they try to suppress it, or may even add a few working-class “matey” bits to fit in, and not draw attention to their class. those intervening years, a partner had come and gone in his life, and i’d married my partner of twenty-four years.  i cannot prove, and will not attempt to try, that baldwin didn’t have sexual experiences at some point in his life with women.  a police car moves through the empty streets, flashing lights, blue and red. you hear some sort of hate speech, and you feel  like it doesn’t necessarily pertain to you, you know, because you may not have anything to do with that, all you gotta to do is put the word ‘black’ in that sentence, or put ‘gay’ in that sentence, or put ‘transgender’ in that sentence, or put ‘white’ in that sentence, and all of a sudden it starts to make sense to you. david would share with james that he had to return from vietnam after his mother died, to take care of his brother and sister. father didn’t call me ugly, as james’ did, but he called me a few other things, and we fought.  “eddie and i used to wrestle and play sports together.  even when i began to realize things about myself, began to suspect who i was and what i was likely to become, it was still very personal, absolutely personal. come to new york and are appalled by the sexual scene, by our sense of shame.  but what he couldn’t understand was why i felt so. but, as psychoanalyst bruno bettelheim and others have noted, witnesses were uniquely sustained in the camps by the support they gave each other and by their belief that their suffering was part of their work for god.“i looked through that entire fucking crowd, i walked around for hours as it thinned and everyone went home.  his only request is that i not download it onto youtube or have a showing without permission (it had happened to him before), and i give him my word. but he also felt as if he’d compromised or lost some part of himself somewhere, and while lawrence would never admit it, andrew knew he felt the same way.   on those visits, when he drove up and we’d spend time together, we would laugh like old times, or talk about school, and i saw him the most happy. said, “if you only knew what this man is like, you’d know why i’m divorcing him,” and i thought to myself,  i know exactly what he’s like.  before i would have said, ‘get off, man’ and pushed away him or hit him and we would have laughed it off, but this time, i didn’t push him away, and no one laughed.  they walk out of the man’s house, the three of them, he leaves the couple in a cafe and travels alone. james, at the head of the table, still talks passionately about america, about white americans, and you will hear his disappointment and outrage, his exasperation, and, at times, his despair.  we make a plan to meet soon after i arrive, and trusting a gut feeling i have, i remind him of the important conversation he mentioned. even in the camps, they continued to meet, pray, and make converts. roo, the ganger of a team of cane cutters, realises he is ageing when his back gives way and he is forced to step down as top dog. because he’ll know: we’ve been here before, and james understood.  peck takes several minutes of screen time to describe this clandestine heterosexual love affair, yet there is no mention anywhere in his film of male lovers or of gay bars, or of the times baldwin spent and lived in greenwich village.) they just smile, benefiting from your company and your presence, then don’t want to hold their grandmother accountable for the slick religious shit she say, doesn’t want to hold their cousin, brother, sister, father accountable for what they say. don’t you understand i know that people are going to be mad? think it has to do with being addicts in recovery, the relationship between pain and truth.  wexler writes, “donny and i were close, and it didn’t take me long to learn of the powerful, painful battles being waged between his heart and soul. he shouted back at a few of the men who surrounded him and eventually his eyes lit on me, almost in desperation: again, a familiar face.

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  you praise god and offer his black gay children for crucifixion. i am moved by the boundaries and protection in which the papers are kept; that his work and life are valued and respected. i know that david respected baldwin’s work, and i trust james would have appreciated the courage of david’s first play, g.  that without graphic sex the movie will be seen by a larger audience, a movie about two black gay men that you could take your grandmother or church group to see.  i see in myself the pain of being afraid to ask for help, the way boys emotionally shut down and break down, often in their teens, and how the world calls this initiation “becoming a man. film uses baldwin’s unfinished work remember this house as a meditation on race and loss; baldwin was contracted to finish the book while he lived in st.   ndegeocello, who, according to wikipedia, has been in a same-sex relationship since 2011, and has acknowledged being bisexual, has dealt with homophobia courageously in her own work: “leviticus: faggot.  it was bad advice and the movie’s credibility suffers for it. it was the open smile i recognized, with just the slight hint of mischief behind it, the handsomeness that only deepened in his later years.“it’s part of this whole cycle of being a queer ally that for some is actually about performance and that’s not at all substantive. baldwin survived her son, this was the first time it occurred to me that james may have been guarded about his sexual identity in those earlier years, not because of personal shame, or internalized homophobia, but rather from a dutiful son’s desire to protect his mother from public humiliation.  and a movie like i am not your negro, which is complicit in compartmentalizing its subject, lets you get away with it.  he gave me an email address if i ever wanted to “hook up again,” and a cell phone number to use during the day, but, he cautioned, “if you text me, please be discreet.  he puts on a robe, standing in the bright sun from the open window, and lights his morning cigarette, runs his hand over his hair.  rufus and vivaldo are american men, they are black and white, and love each other; and baldwin knew that this was enough to mean they were in serious trouble. the connection between macho representations of men, and how those representations are linked to images of whiteness in hollywood films and television, is one of the greatest strengths of peck’s film. he’d always carried with him a sense of privacy and reserve - every writer does - but i’d never felt it that strongly before.  but it’s also about the absence of love, or rather the inability to love; what sexual fear, and fear of homosexuality, and - more important - fear of vulnerability, does to men, how it turns us into monsters.  he left my room and said, ‘see you tomorrow’ and we discussed some plans the following day, or a test we had, as we always did. continues to be mystery surrounding hathaway’s death, (his death was ruled a suicide) and whether he fell or jumped from a window in the essex hotel in new york in 1979. before reaching the showers, he collapsed onto the floor and was flat on his back. told andrew that i thought he should read james baldwin’s novel another country.   he glances around at the busy store, bustling at rush-hour, and promises to give me the “short version.  viewers don't have to deal with an adult black gay man's sexuality at any point in the film - as kevin and chiron are teenagers in this scene, their encounter can be "forgiven" as frisky, experimental, bewildered - a black gay the blue lagoon. they might have spoken of writing, of loving men, and loneliness.  so the person or people you would have had to omit from your guest list because they are problematic and don’t agree with who you say you are, or think you are, they don’t have to suffer any consequences. they graduated, andrew met his wife and got married, but lawrence never married. it seems inconceivable that he could give that much concentration and care to all of us, that we could each feel like his precious one. speak to the young woman during the break: she is a student, visiting new york from nigeria, studying at university and taking a course on baldwin. it’s a habit i’ve had since i was a child, and while traveling west along 14th street, i stop briefly in a store to buy something - aspirin, deodorant, a drink. search of his photography, and hoping he might give me a good deal when i next see him, i find sedat’s obituary.  as i get dressed, i listen to a podcast of anderson cooper on cnn.” somewhere she must know all too well the comfort and terror that the church provides for a black, gay man like jimmy. an international convention of witnesses, held in lucerne, switzerland, in september 1936, issued a resolution condemning the entire nazi regime.  james is open to someone he knew loved him, and would never betray him.  the cycle perpetuates itself, and as moviegoers, and specifically as queer moviegoers, when a film with any gay theme comes out, we are expected to shut up and take what we can get.  not only am i from the south and went to college there, but i have family who are still there and in the midwest. but there is something else, something in the eyes and movement, the hint of a boy who might have been called, at some point, a sissy or faggot by other boys, a boy who might have been teased because he reads too much, or is called ugly by his father. i know he felt trapped, and maybe there were some things he couldn’t tell me, even if he’d wanted to, that he thought i wouldn’t understand. would acknowledge the importance of the name david: his brother david was perhaps his greatest friend and ally in life.” and again, “we’re looking for the man who will make us rich and famous” and again, “we’re looking for the man who will make us rich and famous. our last day, david and i were parting ways at the subway entrance at 14th street and seventh avenue, when he decided he wanted to go over to the park across the street and sit for a while. and there is no question of you liberating me, because you can’t liberate yourselves.  he interrupts the morning church service and “reads” the entire congregation with a sermon of his own.  and if you truly are willing to see, then you will hear the great question that resounds through all his work: can i get a witness?  i know the beer he drinks, what he likes on his pizza, and the corny outgoing message on his answering machine.  lawrence was aware that as an african son, if his family had even suspected that he was gay, it would have been an enormous, unforgivable source of shame for everyone: and he vowed he would never “do that to them” even if it cost him his happiness in life.”  and i understand, i finally understand, clear like the voice of god (i often hear god in house music): that’s trump. men go insane trying to avoid homosexuality to such an extent that they get backed into macho corners and refuse to come out. weiss makes his argument, and when his comments end with the typical “why must everything come down to race?’ and i’d say, ‘of course i don’t mind. by 1939, an estimated 6,000 witnesses (including those from incorporated austria and czechoslovakia) were detained in prisons or camps. the constant change of the hostel prevents skrzynecki from finding a place of belonging, leaving him feeling lost and confused about his sense of self.  i talked to the spirit of that thing, and i won’t take it back!  before the show begins, we are invited to walk around the space, admiring tubs of broken colored glass, and trees adorned with colored debris, while a pianist, in a funky futuristic outfit and wig, jams at a keyboard.  it matters to me as a gay black man, once a gay black boy, who doubted himself, who couldn’t imagine what loving a man might look like, or what being an artist might look like, who felt frightened and alone and ashamed, to know that james had already traveled that rocky terrain.  i imagine these men watching the same video that i’m watching from their homes and going on strike, a mass exodus of black gay men from the gospel recording industry: the studio sessions that end abruptly, the unaccompanied solos, the weaves that fall out, the make-up that’s busted before showtime.  cullen, not featured in the film, taught baldwin in his formative years and provided an example of a black gay male writer as artist, as did painter beauford delaney, who became a life-long mentor, father, friend. the message i am being sent is clear: read baldwin, and keep re-reading him as a way to survive the next four years.  in a way difficult to pinpoint, james is “heterosexualized” by implication, and there is almost nothing in the film to disabuse us of this notion. she wears a simple scarf in her hair, and looks surprisingly relaxed and unadorned for a “star. caught my tone, and said carefully, “i didn’t say that. knowing that the next part of the new book could be coming to him in the silence, i was required as a fellow writer to abandon him. the swearing emphasises the passion and exhibits the emotional power that these attitudes hold over may’s vulnerability.  i wonder how many of these same men were listening to cnn as i was before they left the house, and if they too are afraid.)  when i think about stonewall i realize, not for the first time, the debt we owe transgender activists of color, and all the men and women who revolted on that day. i am leaving the store, i feel a hand on my shoulder.  given who we were, and where we were, there would have been no other explanation for our relationship.  he said, “whatever your personal opinions and your insecurities about homosexuality and the various liberation movements among homosexuals and women (and i speak of the homosexuals and women as oppressed groups), we should try to unite with them in a revolutionary fashion.  a white woman quietly sits reading a book, a white man manages his suitcases as he exits the train, and nods to a white couple, who smile back, snuggled into each other and their new romance.)  and there is so little sex in moonlight, it almost undermines its own premise: chiron feels guilty, but with the exception of the incident with his friend kevin, filmed from behind on the beach, we haven’t seen him do anything. we found a bench close to the memorial, and made plans for getting together again, possibly to see the film moonlight.  but truly to appreciate baldwin’s work means loving past what is comfortable, maintaining a sense of discovery and sometimes moral outrage, a genuine love for all people, and always listening. i know people don’t like what he says” -  he put up a hand to stop me from interrupting -  “but he’s got some good ideas.  and in their insistence that baldwin’s “gayness” is only a matter of his sexual experiences, meaning something to be footnoted, kept in the dark and private, they refuse to acknowledge that a black american gay aesthetic exists, that james’s homosexuality is also to be found in the inflections, the mannerisms, the approach, the humor, the sarcasm, the sass, the theatricality, the heroism. it is not conventional for an amish woman to have feelings for a man form the city, or at least to act on them, and it would result in her becoming an outcast in the community.  this is why the coming out of the homosexual, the honest confrontation with one’s identity, to oneself, to others, can be so liberating. the material docu-menting witnesses’ imprisonment in various concentration camps includes censored correspondence, arrest orders, records of trials and sentencing of witnesses to the camps, and photographs. when weiss admits that he disagrees with almost all that he has heard baldwin say so far,  baldwin gives him a dubious,  “oh no you didn’t, miss thing” look that every black gay man recognizes (and that could easily have been followed with a finger snap in weiss’ face).  i just came in here to browse and kill some time because i was early. as he drags a hand luxuriantly up his cheek, revealing platinum nails, he recalls late fifties dinah washington. most connections have so much shit attached to them that, without quite realizing it, one turns away, gives up, opts out: one ceases to expect very much from human beings and that’s not only sad, it’s dangerous. an interview on the site uptown, called 10 questions with i am not your negro  director raoul peck, the interviewer asks: “did you create the film with a certain audience in mind, and if so, which? it is not unusual here to walk past someone, make eye-contact with them and begin to make out with them seconds later.  for that i am deeply grateful for moonlight, and i believe james baldwin would have been as well.” chris, like romulus, feels that he belongs with his son and from this belonging he is able to overcome the many obstacles he faces in life as a single father.  the gps is hopeless, of course: because of unanticipated road works, i am forced to make a detour, and finally call him in desperation.“so i said, ‘well, i’m going to be wearing a scarlet red halter top dress, floor length gown and a fur shawl.

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Patriot Acts: Narratives of Post-9/11 Injustice — Voice of Witness

here’s me, in a dress, minding my own goddamn business,  as i was yesterday,  as i am today, and as i will be tomorrow.(and) all of you all who love me, do not retaliate.  we kept in touch and saw each other a few times. smiled inanely at each other, nodding and nodding, until, unable to bear the unspoken conversation, i finally offered, “look, edgar - “. we hadn’t set a date, and i was late getting back to him because there was plenty of time, because there is always plenty of time. is why rufus beats leona and ultimately destroys her in another country, this is why rufus ultimately destroys himself.’ letter to scotty is beautiful, sometimes terrifying to read, and a confirmation.  in fact,” - he added olives and a few slices of brie to his plate - “my wife sold andy this apartment.   the outfit is relaxed, but clearly he’s not, as he describes the blow-by-blow of what has happened, and in language that not only confirms for me that there exists a black gay aesthetic and language, but a fierce black gay resistance as well.  only, because the public rarely get these “truthful” movies, and because moviemakers underestimate their audiences, they are never pushed out of their comfort zone. will say that two black men could never get away with a kiss like the one between jake gyllenhall and heath ledger in brokeback. today’s political climate, where threats of mass deportations and a muslim registry are making the headlines, the issues of civil rights, identity, and belonging explored inside patriot acts: narratives of post-9/11 injustice are perhaps more urgent than ever before.  as i stand to listen, an older man beside me is drunk, dispirited, not one of the chosen ones tonight.  a black man, who is always there, was standing in the middle of the store, joking with the arab men behind the counter. and malcolm x who bring with them their own mythology and legend, but is unfortunate in the case of medgar evers. edgar and i shook hands, and i smiled and made my eyes friendly, yet blank – making a herculean effort not to reveal that not only did i already know her husband, but less than a month before i’d had sex with him. case can be made that baldwin the novelist does not submit himself to the rigorous standards of baldwin the essayist.   i offer this quotation not to shock the reader, but to point out: james was clearly witnessing something here about black gay life in his later work, and if peck were to be true to baldwin’s voice, it would make sense to commit to the sensibility from which baldwin was writing at the time that he initiated the house project. “so you been all up and down that street, too. meanwhile, in the early 1930s, nazi brownshirted storm troopers, acting outside the law, broke up bible study meetings and beat up, individual witnesses.  andrew was the first face that i focused on in the crowd and we shared an amused laugh, then went back to the bar to get a drink together. world is a beautiful place, but it does not work without empathy and inclusion.  we were very comfortable with each other, physical and tender at times, embracing when we said goodnight, but nothing ever happened. individual german states and local authorities periodically sought to limit the group’s proselytizing activities with charges of illegal peddling.  helping them offer to god their pain, while praying for the forbearance it takes to work every day in a white-folks world; the injustice they endure and leave at the altar each week.   gospel legend shirley caesar defends burrell in another clip,  suggesting to her congregation that in the future services someone should collect everyone’s cell phones including the ushers’ and deacons’, believing, i’m assuming, that the fault was not what burrell said, but the fact that it was recorded. the carnal, all things are carnal, and to the spiritual, all things are spiritual.  “i can give you coke, coffee or tea, sandwiches, whichever you prefer.  if you read enough of baldwin, not the writer and activist, but the spiritual teacher, if you “hear” enough of his sermons - and they are all sermons - then you will see the connection between the master beating the black slave, and you coming home and beating your gay child.  when sedat and kathy arrived that evening, they had a generosity and friendliness that filled the room.  i think about james baldwin saying over and over in speeches, "this isn't about race.  andrew admitted to me that he loved his wife and children, and would make the same decision again with everything he knew about himself.  and part of the energy here, of the leather world, is invulnerability.  you are haunted by three things: one, the dearth of films out there in the first place (although this has been a good year for black films), so that if anything appears on the scene that isn’t completely degrading like a soul plane or snow dogs, it should be praised unequivocally and given a pass; two, the “you-should-be-glad-it-is-out-here, why-are-you-hating, if-you-don’t-like-it-make-your own-damn-film” school of thought, which supresses criticism and ignores the fact that criticism, when done well, can be an act of love; and finally, three, the “don’t-criticize-a-black-artist-or-his-or-her-work-in-front-of-white-people, we-already-have-it-hard-enough-getting-our-work-out-here-as-it-is” clause.  (paradoxically, some black gay men have thrived in the black church, and found community; usually, as long as they stay in the closet. and i can say in over twenty-five years of marriage i have never been unfaithful to my wife with another woman.  it was a typical gay musical theater conversation with much laughter, we talked about imelda staunton in gypsy and her incredible rendition of “rose’s turn”; then i finished my water and took my leave, returning about an hour later to find the man i’d been speaking to before, now completely inebriated and arguing with the bartender who was watching him with a weary look on his face.“i am not your nigger”, which appears on the screen in bold letters at the end of the film (and which probably should have been the film’s title, but liberal white people would have been uncomfortable asking for tickets at the box office) could also be i am not your faggot.” i choose to see this less as a capitulation by the writer, however, and more as a desperate attempt to stay relevant and in response to bullying; baldwin is appealing to the macho side of the black power movement. think of those who might have benefited from access to the bulk of baldwin’s papers, in particular black gay artists and scholars, many of whom we lost in the late eighties and early nineties to aids. for those of us lost to the needle, the pipe, the suicide note, the church, to war, to poverty, to sexual abuse, to social and political violence, unable to tell the tale, james told it for us.  the demonization continues, of the singers, the writers, the actors, the dancers, who have given their lives, their talent and their beauty, and whom we still cannot recognize as gay. the strong voices contained in this collection offer first-hand insight into experiences of injustice often overlooked in post-9/11 media coverage. it was a traditional african funeral, and there were so many people there.’ve been thinking a lot about margaret atwood’s a handmaid’s tale, kellyanne conway as serena joy, the ex-televangelist, defender of the religious right. speech is easy, i surmise, when the subject is an abstraction, a generalization, an entire community or a “sexuality”, not the person standing in front of you.  something, finally, that was non-negotiable, un-spinnable, not for sale, and that had nothing to do with the noise and rage of politics. we returned briefly to a topic we had discussed earlier at the table, but it was obvious that that conversation was over and i was picking at it. thought about trump, the fact that even though he wasn’t president, and although i knew he never would be, his influence, his spite, had already traveled the world.  one night, after we were together, he was in bed beside me and i think i heard him whispering before he went to sleep, he might have been praying. and resistance of jehovah’s witnesses during the nazi-regime 1938-1945.  and he knew that anything that tears apart the family will eventually bring down the house.   andrew was inconsolable, made worse by the fact that lawrence was simply a “school friend” to anyone who knew their relationship. police brutality is discussed and you will hear the words “black lives matter“ when people speak of the fire next time and of james.” i made him repeat what few details he knew and repeat them again, while i explained to him that i had an email in my inbox that very moment in which david had asked to meet for lunch.’s american publishers rejected it, told him to burn the book, but he refused and published it in england. baldwin’s voice has an immediacy, a theatricality, at times the cadence of a preacher, and an almost english lilt, which contrast greatly with the narration. david introduces himself, kim is polite and shakes his hand.  the boy preacher stands before the congregation and they are finally released by him - relieved and exhausted and perhaps a bit more hopeful than they were - onto the harlem streets.  i could hear edgar’s voice in the kitchen, and while i knew he’d joined a conversation that had begun a half hour ago and that had absolutely nothing to do with me, his laughter, rising above the others, felt mocking, cruel. a protection baldwin always sought, finally granted; a care by his country and dignity that he was never afforded in life.  he speaks again, as the light from the window illuminates his desk:“love comes in very strange packages, and i think everything depends in a life on if you are able to accept what comes to you, because it never comes to you the way you think it will, it never comes to you the way you’re taught it will, it comes as it comes in the case of a person like myself, i was very quickly in kind of a space where i had to deal with my life as though i had no father, i had no mother, as though i had somehow arrived with no antecedents, so to speak, and had to make it up as i went along, had to decide by myself whether this was right or wrong, whether this was for me or not for me, whether if i said no, what the repercussions would be in my private life, and the life which no one knows anything about but me, and what would happen if i said yes. places: a father and his sons retrace their family’s escape from the holocaust.  compared to the gay bars in berlin and amsterdam, new york city’s gay scene is sometimes about as racy as taking a group of school kids to chuck e. the white businessman, who once “had it all”, lost it all five years ago, including his wife and kids, to his addiction to methamphetamine.  a voice that spoke to him and that told his story of anguish and praise: brother to brother. i arrive at the leather bar it is almost one, and i discover i’m not the only person who needed to get out of his head.  i'd hoped i’d become a better writer since then, i had work to show him, and whether he cared for it or not, i wanted him to know i at least had serious intentions. she has never read another country but it is on the list and she is looking forward to it.   andrew acknowledges that while lawrence never admitted they were in love, he knows that he fell in love with lawrence from the first day they met.  perhaps james wouldn’t have written about it, but i imagined he might have been interested in at least one aspect of the story; how don, white, working-class, and “straight”, would have explained himself to his ex-wife if she had met us on the street together, as lovers.  adult chiron doesn't even get to fantasize about gay sex; he has a wet dream about kevin standing alone and against a wall, smoking a cigarette.  i don’t know what it’s like to be drinking with friends one minute, and raided the next, the police at your door, a truncheon at your head, violated by those who are meant to protect you, because you’re a faggot.  wexler acknowledges that hathaway’s “giving up” was one of the greatest productions in atlantic’s history, including all aretha franklin’s and ray charles’ recordings. of the camps (3rd floor): purple triangular patches; bible belonging to a jehovah’s witness who ‘died in sachsenhausen concentration camp. novel coincides with abraham maslows hierarchy of needs, which maintains that the sense of security and self-esteem associated with belonging is essential in the pursuit of ‘self actualisation’. the terms “faggot” and “punk” should be deleted from our vocabulary., and men like him, get all the pleasure of being gay, while risking none of the humiliation, none of the consequences. the ideas expressed in this novel show that an individual must form an identity before following their innate compulsion to belong. copies were made from booklets smuggled in mainly from switzerland.  (my itunes player, clearly unaware of the controversy and that we’re not speaking to kim at the moment, plays her effervescent and secular “let’s make it to love” while i’m cleaning the house. later, i saw him making his way down the long hall, grumbling his dissatisfaction, and obviously rebuffed again. worked at a bookstore for a year, and remember when my colleague jeremy came from the shelves one day, furious.”  i fear - and i mean no condescension by saying this - that as english is not mr.  i also knew it was a miracle of health that he was even standing before me. and then they would discuss what it meant to be the oldest sibling, to grow up in a family that was crumbling around you, that only you could save.   he even turns to his mentor richard wright, and asks for ten dollars, but richard turns him down. is a section in legendary atlantic records producer jerry wexler’s biography rhythm and the blues: a life in american music in which he discusses the musical genius of vocalist donny hathaway.

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, a short, dark-skinned man, covered in hair and shaped like a box, broke the tableau and lifted his fist: “you can’t say that here.   derek doesn’t just put on a dress and call it a day, he gives you everything, he wants you to have an experience around what he is wearing. actions against the religious group and its individual members spanned the nazi years 1933 to 1945. and by the way, it is one of the most beautiful essays of baldwin, about his visit.“incontestably, alas, most people are not, in act, worth very much; and yet, every human being is an unprecedented miracle.” he stumbled slightly and pushed several pound coins across the counter.  i think about ofglen, the handmaid; how all of this has been prophesied by writers like atwood and octavia butler and george orwell. clearly invoking trump had refreshed his campaign and given it new life. (when it came to being the “savior” and the “saved”, it seems baldwin and happersberger took turns. what seems to be happening with the lives of too many black artists and political figures, and what i have witnessed with baldwin’s legacy,  is that people are allowed to pick and choose their baldwin, like toppings at a salad bar  - your baldwin, her baldwin, my baldwin. following day, i receive a message from a man i’ll call andrew.  some black activists and white politicians and - it was rumored - even the kennedy brothers, referred to him behind his back as “martin luther queen. humans by nature are social creatures and as such, we all have an instinctual desire for acceptance and community.  the scene could have gone on and i would have been fine staying in my seat another seven hours.  “we haven’t seen the evidence and we need to give him time to produce it. she and i got along famously,  and at one point in our conversation, she said she wanted to introduce me to her husband who would be arriving any moment from work. the lessons of the holocaust: from particularism to universalism and back.  he understood, as exemplified by the opening quotation, the relationship between the nigger and the faggot, cultural creations, societal demons;  and who better to understand it than the man who wakes up one morning to find that he is both.  at that time, i reached out, called his family and mentioned that i was a friend from school.  the structure of can i get a witness seems inspired by the black church, but the music and the trance it creates are more like an african ritual or ceremony.  because while rufus’ driving leona mad is tragic, it is equally tragic and illuminating to see vivado, who brings a “feminine” vulnerability to his interaction with rufus, try to love his friend, and what is corrupted when these two men, one white and one black, try to love each other.  the roads home are less intimidating, and the gps behaves itself, but i don't care.“i am not trying to glorify black people or denigrate white people, i’m trying to point out that we are, whether we like it or not, connected, and that connection should be our triumph and our glory, instead of our shame.  personally, i like making out with strangers, it restores my faith in humanity - it’s like a pervert’s version of everyone holding hands and singing kumbaya.  he presents us with the ultimate challenge and opportunity at his welcome table to meet each other, perhaps for the first time.  and by the time i left home, when i was seventeen or eighteen and still a virgin, it was like everything else in my life, a problem which i would have to resolve myself.  so that’s why he had never any barrier to go and meet those people. and when jimmy loves you, then you are loved, baby - you are his brother, his sister.  it is the last day of 2016, and  he is dressed down in a black tank top which he has to adjust several times (“i’m giving you all a little titty meat,” he tells his viewing audience, “but that’s okay, i can do that”).” gay tourists from germany, from france, from italy, spain and england arrive and are mortified by what they find.  i am in a hurry and am not packed, and don't share with him my intention to come back to the house with his favorite bottle of scotch, and also enough money to buy the portrait he’d shown me.  we embrace, agree, as we always do, that we really must have that coffee sometime, and he leaves me in the aisle. now he is locked out, by your ferocious rhetoric and doomsday predictions.) as the film, which is taken from his unfinished manuscripts on the project, suggests, baldwin knew that in order for his profiles on malcolm x, martin luther king, and medgar evers to be complete, he would have to come back to america to interview their wives, and, very important to him, their children -  in the case of malcolm and martin, he specifically mentions their adult daughters.  i finished our conversation; i wanted to be greedy, but there were others who needed his attention and i had to share him.  one thing is absolutely certain: one can repudiate, or despise, no one's history without repudiating and despising one's own.  “before you judge me, however, just know – my wife and i haven’t had sex in over fifteen years.”  ndegeocello provides a laying-on of hands, and her reassuring fingers on my shoulders are gentle. first, when andrew introduced himself, i thought, he’s got to be kidding with this frightfully-frightfully, upper-crust, lord-of-the-manor bullshit.  you stand warm inside the house he built, that he gave his soul and blood to, praising jesus, yet ignoring his great sacrifice.’s an electrifying moment and a highlight of the film. the papers contain writings and personal items dating back to the years 1943-1945, and there are other files with manuscripts and his personal correspondence throughout the decades. i don’t know if white christians hate negroes or not, but i know that we have a christian church which is white, and a christian church which is black. there is an aids memorial under construction there, and the park had been renovated years ago, with a great open space and surrounding benches.  and even though i knew i was being unfair, because i didn’t know edgar’s politics, what i did know was that sissies are getting their asses kicked every day in the brutal, macho world we live in. this stance contributed to hostility against them in a germany still wounded by defeat in that war and fervently nationalistic, . he takes us through sections of baldwin’s the fire next time (there is a copy of the book on every chair, donated to libraries after the production is over) and the space is transformed into a classroom. victims (2nd and 4th floors): concentration camp uniforms bearing inverted purple triangular patches.  he’d come from a background where his grandfather, i think, was a baptist minister. understand what happened to my friend derek on new year’s eve, and why he is outraged, to truly understand how faggots are footnoted, i first have to describe derek for you: his glamour, his pageantry, the glory that surrounds him.“or that we’re all human, and things aren’t always black and white. and even though we had one last brief greeting a week later on the street, the day i left him in the park feels like the last time i saw him.  he even clapped me on the back and massaged my shoulder briefly with one hand.  “and why i’ll always be grateful for his book. watch burrell’s sermon a second time, and recall a monologue in a show by the black gay male theater troupe the brother tongue collective from 1993. where someone will look you in your face and smile in your face, and then get in the churchhouse and talk about how your faggot ass is going to hell and someone need to slap the gay out your mouth, and never say the shit to you, to your face.  later, during a clip from in the heat of the night baldwin talks about men not kissing in film, and not kissing in america either. baldwin is the artist to bring these question to the table to us now, because a conversation in 2017 about baldwin that only focuses on race, is stale and fails to offer an updated take on civil rights. this friendship could exist only in another place where racism and patriarchy didn’t rule.  the man who spent his life demanding we tell the truth to each other and to ourselves deserves, at least in his own movie, to have the truth told about him. i have to do what god tells me to do and i’m passionate about what i do, and when people take it personal, especially if we’ve never met? she likes david, but as a white, gay man from new england his experience is still remote for her, not compelling enough to change her mind.  i look at the men on the dance floor, their shirts off, and i think about the musical cabaret and the weimar republic. james appreciated,  perhaps above all, and from a very young age, was the importance of family. man who stopped the trains to auschwitz george mantello, el salvador, and switzerland’s finest hour.  then at one point he looked up at me and smiled a little, and i leaned down and kissed him on the lips.  “you must see sedat, it’s been too long,” my friend informed me at the time, knowing my devotion to baldwin, and brought us together at the small party he threw for his ex.  “i knew it was about gay guys, and i expected to be grossed out, but you know, that wasn’t so bad. thus a feeling of belonging depends on a strong relationship, developed….  what do you do when you want to save someone, and you can’t?  he had a bland, undistinguished handsomeness and languid efficiency, and his tone suggested he’d had this particular conversation too many times before. he’d been ill soon after, and with the death of my father that year, we’d lost touch. looked over my shoulder and raised a mini-quiche to his wife still in the kitchen.  true black liberation cannot be achieved until both homophobia and sexism are challenged and eradicated from our community. man took his finger and stabbed at the chest of the barman, who stood stock still, like a large, immovable tree. she is black, and her handbag, the strap draped over the chair, is open ever so slightly to reveal a book which looks familiar.) and there is a case to be made about keeping the details of baldwin’s sexual life private; he was a private person, as he made clear in several media appearances and interviews.  it is hard to imagine that the people baldwin was meeting, including elijah mohammed, had no idea that he was gay, and the idea is offensive that a writer can’t see himself as gay and also as a witness, or as a gay witness, or that being a gay witness means one can’t “meet the people”.  but i’m glad andrew hasn’t changed his way of speaking for anyone. unlike jews and sinti and roma “gypsies”), persecuted and killed by virtue of their birth, jehovah’s witnesses had the opportunity to escape persecution and personal harm by renouncing their religious beliefs. altogether, the two collections, at yale and at the schomburg center for research in black culture in harlem, form the entire available baldwin collection. meshell ndegeocello has the aura of privacy and established cool of a great jazz musician; in her sunglasses, and her gown that is part monk’s robe, part african priestess, she moves casually through the audience. the question and answer period (written on cards) of the aforementioned national press club luncheon in 1986, baldwin was asked, “how would you assess the state of race relations today, how much change have you seen since the fire next time?  a conversation on race in 2017 that doesn’t include a discussion on rape, but only police brutality, means that we are unable to arrive at a conclusion about who is most targeted in our culture: black women, and specifically transgender black women., a haitian and – in addition to film making - once haiti’s minister of culture, appeared february 8 on leonard lopate’s wnyc radio show to discuss the film. the friend sat amused as david and i caught up, summarizing the last ten years in a matter of minutes, and feeling that no time had passed since we’d last seen each other. for refusing to be drafted or perform war-related work, and continuing to meet, jehovah’s witnesses were arrested and incarcerated in prisons and concentration camps.  what makes the disappointment bearable is that clearly someone needs to know about james baldwin more than i do and now they are somewhere in the world reading my book.

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‘knowing where you belong is essential to our sense of identity’.  while he desired to complete the book, and perhaps knew not only how important it was, but that he was the only one who could write it, it is very likely he knew that what was required was more than he was able to produce, in the storm that was his failing health, his social obligations, and the difficulty that all writers face: the enormous concentration it would require at this point in his life.  as i am not your negro is premiering tomorrow, it is entirely possible that three customers are walking around the store with a copy in their hands.  (it, and most of the baldwin clips, can also be found on youtube.  i sat in the back, the schoolfriend, and watched as they talked about him, told stories about him, and i thought, and not vindictively at all, although it may certainly sound that way now: ‘let me speak.  they were talking about theater in the west end, and when he smiled at me, i took that as an invitation and joined in.  clearly, in the space between the two posts, burrell has been barraged with negative responses and she’s worn out. it is the kind of fearless writing and witnessing, even if the audience is uncomfortable - the rape of julia by her father in just above my head - that was a hallmark of his work.“journalist alia malek has deftly edited and transcribed a moving collection of true stories in patriot acts: narratives of post-9/11 injustice that may help us all ponder more deeply and clearly. his experience of david’s death was the way one reads a newspaper obituary for a stranger - not personally sad, but detached and regretful. in this text and other literature brought into germany, writers broadly indicted the third reich.  men sometimes just want go somewhere, drop ten or twenty euros, have their fun, and leave.   when i heard deborah’s laughter from a group of people in the kitchen, and observed edgar standing alone, i made my way over to him. and to the extent that you need to compartmentalize me, that means that you compartmentalize yourself, and you will never be whole, you will never be fully liberated.  i’ve seen him at social gatherings for years, but we’ve never had a chance to share more than casual small talk and our usual, “you know, we should really have coffee some time.  i kept reading the same paragraph over and over in my book, the page was blurry, i couldn’t concentrate on it.“about an hour and a half later, i got a text message from her.  sissies, niggers and faggots have been taking the high road for way too long. “look,” he said, ‘my wife and i have been married a very, very long time.  so before you convict me and send me to the gallows for my crime, just know: she’s not exactly innocent herself. i was encouraged when a black woman who sat next to me throughout the film, and wasn’t gay, touched my arm when the event was over and said, “thank you for your question, i agree.  white people invented black people to give white people identity. baldwin, coat on his shoulders, sunglasses, lit cigarette in one hand, fabulous and fabulously articulate, stands beside martin luther king, malcolm x, and medgar evers, brilliant men all, activists who responded with clarity and courage to a sick, unjust world.“this isn’t the first time this has happened to me,” i said, and explained to him how i’d taken a course after college, and how the teacher, on the last night of class and over drinks, described the man she was divorcing at the time.  there was a secluded pond that was near the property where we’d hike, and we’d go there late in the evening and skinny-dip. harris, tongues untied, something, anything, about the pain and reality of queer black life; about the transgender community, or a celebration of that community.  i’ve chosen to place a special emphasis on the novel another country because it masterfully encapsulates all baldwin’s themes and is one of the greatest demonstrations in all his fiction of his desire to encourage dialogue across the lines of sexual orientation, gender, class, and race - the perfect embodiment of his “welcome table.)  james tells us in voiceover why he chose not to belong to certain groups - the black panthers, the christian church - and describes his role as a witness, and outsider. an example of such is the conversation that errol and dolly have about the differences in their families.  you simply can’t talk about james baldwin in 2017 and justice and not talk about violence against transgender women of color. live in new york, and i’ve been to the places where the two black men share the white one, where the puerto rican man thrills the asian man who fondles the jewish man.  the communication was sporadic, andrew admitted to me, and they met a few times for sex.  when shame rules, when the faggot is footnoted, then it isn’t just homosexuality we can’t discuss: we can’t talk about our stage-four breast cancer, the nephew who committed suicide, the mental illness and hospitalizations, the child born “out of wedlock”, the rape during college, the depression, the divorce, or anything that might offend our perception of perfection which, on some level, also pertains to the cult of whiteness.  and if they won’t go see it, you can’t make money, and if you don’t make money, you can’t save money, compromising on certain projects now, so that you can make the ones you really want to make one day, the ones in which you will really get to tell the truth. the “barrier at the main gate” is a metaphoric and literal barrier, giving the impression of imprisonment, sealing off the migrants from…. are watching as much an attack on gender politics as on race, which is one of the reasons why those who want to deport immigrants often want to reverse gay equality and end roe v..” i told him about the strand and speaking with phil about eddie. essay is not intended only to be about men and sex.   but if a film is ashamed of its subject, or ignores critical aspects of his identity, it also “others” him and, intentionally or not, calls him a faggot - in the same way many of us have been called “nigger” when, in order to succeed in the white world, we’ve been asked to leave our cultural blackness at the door; to change our name. one woman enthuses with moms mabley-esque humor: “child, you’re giving me ‘i just cashed my husband’s life insurance check.  in the video recording of her sermon, she is clearly energized, and the church is rocking with her intensity, her deep conviction. is raining outside, and as i approach the church, i see the room.“one day we were on the bed together, studying, and he put his head on my shoulder, but in a way that was different, somehow. and belonging - change can be easy or hard - reference to summer of the seventeenth doll.  no, they haven’t seen it when i return to the cash register, no they haven’t seen it at the newspaper stand where i bought some mints.  but we need to know what made james special, how like these men he was, and at the same time, why he was different. “interesting that you both used much of the same language and arrived at the same question:  how do you save someone?  these days, people linger outside the turnstiles, waiting for others to come off the train and swipe them in with their unlimited metro passes. delaney, who arrived in baldwin's life at a crucial time of crisis, was his "principal witness" and would teach him to see in new ways by encouraging him to open the "unusual door. when johnnie arrives, the landlady furiously tells bill she has nothing against negroes (but won't have them living in her building) and threatens to call the police.“or maybe i wanted someone just to hold me at the back of the church and say, ‘yes, lawrence told me how much you mattered to him.  the circumstances were bizarre: baldwin was out with friends for a drink in new york city and passed by some people who had stolen a decorative lantern from a nearby restaurant or bar. and while i know that there are heterosexual men who also take care of their families and children, what i am describing in these two men, what they did for their families, both biological and chosen, is something else. he answers calmly with familiar warmth and tells me to relax, i describe to him where i am, and he instructs me on how to take a different route.’ you came out six days after the election saying three million people voted illegally and now the president of the united states is citing your comments and your efforts to say that there has been mass voter fraud in this country. that he could not be shamed or bullied into not publishing giovanni’s room is essential to the baldwin legend and legacy.  and whether fueled by sex-positive adventurousness, insecurity, untreated sex addiction, or all the above, my life had been my research when it came to the subject of men.  i’d known about the time he was imprisoned in france, which he wrote about in his essay equal in paris, but this was news.  james was fearless in this aspect, perhaps even more so towards the end of his life, understanding what silence does to the spiritual body. i watched as he reached for a plate and napkin, examined something that resembled a tiny quiche, and popped it into his mouth.” he acknowledges that it is a very big issue for a lot of people, and emphasizes his privacy, and also his pride.  he describes wandering the streets of aix, waiting for money from paris that hadn’t arrived, and for someone, anyone to help. a group of older black men sing the drifters’ “under the boardwalk”, recalling harlem doo-wop groups from the 50s and 60s. but there were also black men and women, and i’m assuming some lgbtq ones.  and i'm not even including the millions of men who would love to be held in another man's arms but are afraid that this constitutes homosexual desire. because we saw that movie for a paper we had to write for english class and he’s nothing like that.  what i am interested in, however, is courage and resistance, and what it means when a man breaks his silence and tells the truth about the masculine myth; about why john wayne is ultimately a fraud, what homosexuality means to the cult of whiteness, and what men really do in the dark. he and i never had more than a brief conversation in the sex club, and when the subject came up, he was already dressed and preparing to leave.  there is something audacious in the way they are standing, reminiscent of men in southern italy, a swagger, a bit of sexual effrontery, handsome with a hint of menace.” the man said, swaying slightly and lifting a finger to the bartender’s face.  i didn’t really understand any of what i felt except i knew i loved one boy, for example. way we find each other in the narrow stacks today, our meeting feels planned and covert, like something out of a spy thriller, with an appointed time and spot.  i can’t know for sure, but she didn’t have a lot of details, and she was off the phone in a hurry. the little polish boy standing with his arms up, german translation. of james baldwin by allan warren via wikimedia and a cc license. think again about pence, once governor pence, making it legal to discriminate against gay men and women in his state, indiana, before he was selected as trump’s running mate. find it curious that this “romance”or crush, minus a few random journal entries, is the extent of baldwin’s romantic life available in the collection.  choosing sam jackson, an “a-list” black actor, and a black radical screen presence, gives the film respectability and cool, but he is only used for weary reflection – the script and tone read like a deathbed confession.  and whether he would have used that term to describe himself or not, it is evident from his life and work that he loved women, respected them, and was committed to telling their stories in the literature that he created. am personally horrified to read the words “generic” and “baldwin” (as any gay man might) used in the same sentence, but the interview does give me insight into peck’s directorial choices. arrested many times for defying the nazi ban on jehovah’s witness activities, helen was convicted, condemed to death, and beheaded on december 8, 1944, in berlin. i think of the women’s marches,  and try to imagine whether conway and pence could really repeal roe v.  i believe, if these experiences happened at all in any depth, they were formative, part of his early years and not sustained in his adult life.  and it is shame and the absence of an honest conversation about his homosexuality that reduce baldwin’s portrait in i am not your negro, and diminish its contribution as a film on civil rights.  and there are so many rules - signs are everywhere reprimanding men, signs that read “the occupancy of this room by more than one person is absolutely forbidden”, threatening to throw men out for having sex in the steam room, at a bathhouse! and kathy invite me inside their home, but because it is late spring, and warm, we sit on the porch, eating almonds and drinking ice tea.  and that’s what’s so demonic about all of this.” indicates that for the songwriter, a sense of belonging is found in people that are similar to him, through the connections he has with other….

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  in the story i've told you now, our mob made the right decision, and i am grateful. is very evident throughout the play, rainbows end as different perceptions of belonging are conveyed through conversations and incidents that occurs from characters of different social and historical background.  phil and eddie met and became friends in their junior year.  and if someone did call him one, he would just introduce them to his wife. she erudite in writing that once became her source of comfort and used to bury herself with, “writing and performance have been outlets, `they have let me be myself, express myself and explore my multiple identities: asian, woman, queer, migrant…. the lyrics “i am human and i need to be loved” emphasise the necessity of human’s to belong and it’s repetition ads to the effect of the persona’s desperation to achieve this. is part of the triumph of i am not your negro and part of its disgrace; while it deconstructs the american sexual fear, for example, that refused to acknowledge sidney poitier and harry belafonte as sex symbols, the film also refuses to deal with the sexuality of his subject, or that baldwin is indeed a “sexual” icon of a different kind. korematsu institute for civil rights and education at the asian law caucus (ki) in san francisco in 2009, where she is currently executive director.  when i encouraged him to challenge their beliefs when he was alive, he told me i couldn't relate, it wasn’t just about fighting religion, it was something more powerful, that i didn’t understand what happens in an african family.  his wife answered the phone when i called, and when he arrived at the hotel the next day, he greeted me with, “by the way, becky says hi. i left, i wondered if i had been unfair to peck and his work.  when we were together, i felt all the old feelings about him, and i was grateful, but then when he left, i felt lonelier than i had before he called, and i almost wondered a couple of times if i should just tell him not to call me ever again because it was just too painful.) bill rents the apartment by himself, mentioning to the landlady only that he will later be joined by "a friend". to rudolf höss, commandant of auschwitz, ss chief heinrich himmler often used the “fanatical faith” of jehovah’s witnesses as an example to his own ss troops. sense there has always been a desire to protect james, and there were many years, perhaps most of his career as a public figure and spokesperson, one with an extensive fbi file, when he needed protecting. and while i couldn’t blame him for what happened in the bathhouse that day, across the ocean, i knew that he gave the drunk man exactly what he needed, and all that he needed in that moment to empower his racist rant: permission.  (i make a mental note to dedicate my next blow job to pence and kellyanne conway.  everyone talked about how successful he was; and he was, he made a lot of money. appears on the dick cavett show on june 13, 1968, and after his opening conversation on race with cavett, yale philosophy professor paul weiss, who has been watching baldwin’s section of the show from backstage, is brought in as cavett’s next guest.  and we couldn’t have been more different, and i don’t mean in the obvious ways.  conway has that perfect alchemy of blonde, easygoing warmth and measured speech that for some masks her emotional violence, her ruthlessness.  a friend of mine said, after watching burrell, “we’re horrified by hate crimes like orlando, as we should be, but there are little "orlandos" happening all the time, mostly on sunday morning.  it’s not very complicated - if you admire baldwin for the entirety of who he was, you may embrace your gay son, your lesbian daughter, rather than try and destroy them.   in the images we have of baldwin at the time, including film and television appearances, he doesn’t seem to be a man hiding his homosexuality - or his stardom, for that matter - in his physical appearance. and when they violate women or beat their wives (or husbands), or start wars, they are reduced to the ultimate expression of machismo, and the only emotion they are able to sustain without shame; rage. english version distributed by watchtower bible and tract society of new york, inc. baldwin papers, beinecke rare book and manuscript library, yale university.  riding the subway is almost three dollars now, and a lot of people just don’t have the money.  in some ways, i regret that i didn’t record our conversation, but it might have been too formal and stilted if i had.  and what james knew, what all gay or bi-sexual men know, or any man who has tried to love another man, is that fear of homosexuality, which means hypermasculinity, makes men mean.  if you can admit how much you’ve valued baldwin’s work and relied on him, as you’ve relied on king and malcolm x, then you can admit that the black homosexual has a place beside you in the church pew and in the pulpit; not locked outside the church doors. i left the theater, over and over again i kept trying to imagine where i would put the “gay bits”: but they felt extraneous, off-topic, something that would obtrude on the sensibility of the film’s tone - better left as a footnote for later. baldwin letters and manuscripts, schomburg center for research in black culture, manuscripts, archives and rare books division, the new york public library.”  when baldwin, as a teenager, became a preacher and committed himself to the church, he went to miller and told her that he could no longer go to movies, read too many books, or - implied in all of this - continue their friendship.  but if you think i am a nigger, it means you need him…and you have to find why. paused and we were silent on the phone for a few moments.  while go tell it on the mountain, giovanni’s room, most of another country, and all the essays, have the distinct mark of literature - every work containing some paragraph or line that reveals his genius - there are also sections of the later fiction, particularly his sex scenes, which read like popular “potboilers" by writers of the time: irwin shaw, sidney sheldon or harold robbins." sometime in his late teens or very early twenties, james began writing a novel about bill, a white man, and johnnie grimes, his black lover, who live together as a couple in the village in the 1940s.  i know about the little tuft of hair on his lower back that he scratches when he stands to pee. this with the more than 100 boxes dedicated to poet and memoirist maya angelou, and the almost 100 for playwright lorraine hansberry.  what made him so brave was not necessarily his orientation or how he named it, but his refusal to ignore the sexual question and his understanding that examining it was integral to the healing of racism in america. there was laughter and silliness up there, but mostly the examination of pain. can feel like you’re a real dick in these moments, and unrealistic to boot, by not acknowledging the economic reality of hollywood; you can’t come out as gay, you can’t tell it all in your film, because people simply won’t go see it.  it was also deeply disappointing that in response to eldridge cleaver's attack in no name in the street he wrote: “i felt that he used my public reputation against me both naively and unjustly and i also felt that i was confused in his mind with that unutterable debasement of the male - with all those faggots, punks, and sissies, the sight and sound of whom, in prison, must have made him vomit more than once.  but for too many of us, black and white, the conversation on race and sexuality ends where it often needs to go much further. every evening now there is a silence throughout the city, hushed and eerie, like christmas morning -  everywhere you look it is white as snow.  as these faces disappear, the train becomes literally black and white, like a bus in montgomery, alabama in 1955, only it is new york city in 2018. the eighth book in the voice of witness series, patriot acts illuminates these experiences in a compelling collection of eighteen oral histories from men and women who have found themselves subject to a wide range of human and civil rights abuses—from rendition and torture, to workplace discrimination, bullying, fbi surveillance, and harassment. listened to peck’s response to lopate exactly eight times before it occurred to me that peck had basically served lopate a “nothingburger” in response to his question (but a lovely one; peck has a french-inflected accent, so to american ears it is a delicious-sounding nothingburger), and the host moved on. the love and heartbreak and wisdom and warmth and fierceness that are in that book, that are james baldwin’s work. shot of else woieziek, a jehovah’s witness sentenced to death and executed in 1944. walk up the boulevard, that december morning, chilled and hardened something in me.  yet, as i turn and begin walking towards the waiting people, the wind blows some of them back on me.  i know that he can be tender in one moment, and then in the next jump up and wash himself at the sink after sex. this point, the man recognized me, and tried to engage my help.  donald, whom i had met at the gym, “wasn’t gay”, like edgar and, like edgar, had also given me his phone number. thousand pages of personal documents, relating to the kusserow and jahndorf families in particular.. was treated like a nigger, especially by the cops, and she had no love for landlords. this letter to scotty and others, james describes his restlessness at that time in his life - being fired from jobs, unable to sit still or concentrate, devoted to his family but needing, somehow, to free himself:“it can be said, i think, that i have spent so much of my life taking care of others because i was afraid of something else - i have, certainly, never willingly, allowed anyone to take care of me.  and it doesn’t have to be elaborate or expensive: the other day he wore a peasant skirt, white blouse, a scarf wrapped around his dreadlocks in a sixties upsweep, red nail polish, wooden necklace, full red lips, and mascara -  to an interview.  i watch as kathy tends to sedat because he is still recovering from illness, but not doting on him, and i appreciate the way they fold me easily into their natural rhythm. does, however, get into something profound: how shame, and not just sexual shame, and bullying, define who a boy becomes, giving us insight into men we see each day and call “hard”; what the journey is like for a man when he becomes hard, particularly a black man, when all avenues of love have led to disappointment for him, what a black man’s heartbreak, straight or gay, looks like.”  this was the eighties, and he was in his mid-forties. rather than choose an unhappy marriage, andrew explained, he chose nothing.  (despite the fact that mccraney and jenkins both grew up with addicted mothers, i wasn’t entirely convinced by the depiction of the mother.  according to biographer david leeming, cullen, a harvard graduate who had been to europe and spoke french, provided james with an example of black gay intelligence, worldliness, and sophistication. wade to locking up homosexuals, first with the return of the defense of marriage act, and soon after with random arrests for violating newly enacted “anti-sodomy” and “perversion” laws?  james understood the relationship between the nigger and the faggot, which is why this essay begins with his quotation. returned to america from time to time for speaking engagements and to teach during those years when he made his home in france, but the journey “home” wasn’t easy for him and produced, at times, great anxiety. because in the end we all, or enough of us at least to put him in the white house, wanted the man who would make us rich and famous. and i were going to meet at that diner near the center, i told gary, we’d just seen each other a few weeks ago, he looked fine, vibrant, in fact, he was excited about his writing, which was going well, working title of his new project.”  (vice president joe biden acknowledged that his stance on gay marriage changed in part having watched will and grace. of all the places i have had to deal with this slogan, this is the last place - especially on the intellectual, leftist, democratic, and predominantly jewish upper west side - where i imagined i’d have to look at it. sexual identity was rife with uncertainty, loneliness never left him for long.  i miss some representation of his homosexual life and his relationship to a black gay aesthetic, a man in the circle in a pair of heels as if he were walking a ball, gay women or men voguing, being, as the children say, "cunty", expressing their outrage, their black gay resistance, or poetry from audre lorde, marlon riggs, essex hemphill, craig g.  giovanni’s room was written in a certain time and place and psychological mind frame that no longer exist, pre-“will and grace”, of course, before stonewall, before homosexuality was removed from the american psychiatric association’s diagnostic and statistical manual of mental disorders in 1973.  fear of homosexuality begins early and takes root; when men fear homosexuality, whether they are homosexual or not, they fear themselves; it is an attack on what is vulnerable in themselves. baldwin understood that it was shame about being a "nigger" that drove his father to search for purity in the pulpit, and the shame of being a "faggot" which led james to join him there; the shame and contempt many of us see in our father’s eyes, or our mother’s, long before we have a name for the feeling which makes us different.   just as i am envisioning a nightmare scenario in which i arrive at his home at precisely the moment that he has to chuff me out for another appointment, i recognize the name of a street he mentioned and make a right turn. olive has been in the group since it started seventeen summers ago and is reflecting on her life so far, remembering the times when….  the smoke from his cigarette, never far away, curls up and teases the edge of the frame, a drink sits beside him on the table.  although it is rare for me, i’ve kept in touch with him and as i will be returning in a few weeks, he has reached out to discuss my travel plans. it was a hardy laugh - assured and carefree, as if nothing could ever intrude on its happiness. twice during 1933, police occupied the witnesses’ offices and their printing site in magdeburg and confiscated religious literature. groundbreaking collection of oral histories, patriot acts tells the stories of men and women who were needlessly swept up in the war on terror.  we met last year in a bathhouse in london, and later for a brief coffee on old compton street. 1936 a special unit of the gestapo (secret state police) began compiling a registry of all persons believed to be jehovah’s witnesses, and agents infiltrated bible study meetings. the amish community in the film witness, directed by peter weir, is seen to prioritise belonging over individuality.

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lights and music make us all seem so beautiful and free, and sometimes partying is the right answer, sometimes partying is a form of resistance. in nazi camps were generally harsh for all inmates, many of whom died from hunger, disease, exhaustion, exposure to the cold, and brutal treatment. of thieves: how hitler and europe plundered the jews and committed the greatest theft in history.“there was a reception after the funeral, and i thought, i just want to find one face, i don’t care if it is another man he was involved with besides me,  just one man whom i can make eye contact with, and we can find some corner to share our stories about him, not the "press releases" that so often pass for eulogies when someone dies, but about who he really was, what he was like in bed, that he liked a finger up his arse, a bite on his nipple when he came - anything!  he was about my height, white, thin, with black hair closely cropped, and expensive glasses..and children, unlike their elders, are not very easily fooled. lawrence would send him emails with graphic gay images and jokes, and act as if they were “mates” and not the lovers they were, but despite the humor they shared, andrew felt the sadness behind the communication. more than 200 men were tried by the german war court and executed for refusing military service. the development of any lasting sense of belonging – regardless of a common history and identity – as, whilst for some migrants, their time in the hostel represents a new beginning, for others the sustained sense of alienation and despair, due to a lack of strong relationships, becomes too difficult to bear, as the final lines of the poem poignantly suggest through juxtaposition – “lives/that had only begun/or were dying”. a certain smugness and entitlement which racism encourages doesn’t usually exist in these rooms, or is at least suspended until we’re all back out on the street. apologizes to the audience at one point if she seems distracted, which has not been my impression at all, and announces that her father died the night before.  what i also understood andrew to be telling me, although i wasn’t entirely sure, was that he’d had a nervous breakdown after lawrence’s death. and i embrace for several moments and he takes a long, deep breath.   baldwin could have taken the easy way out and left his rufus one-dimensional, a spokesperson for a cause. it brain washes us by telling us what to do and because we are constantly surrounded by it, we allow it to create stereotypes, and change the way we act and think. borrows liberally from the essay the devil finds work and baldwin’s unpublished notes, but he studiously avoids his novel just above my head, particularly the scene between arthur and crunch, two young black male gospel singers from harlem, touring the deep south, who make love with each other for the first time. are also those will argue that james baldwin was bisexual, drawing from his words, “i’ve loved some men, i’ve loved some women,” and recalling the times when he spoke in talk-show interviews, such as the one featured in peck’s film, about “my wife, my children. occurs to me when the interview ends that peck is using baldwin’s decision not to be a part of any group, and his role as witness (which i referred to earlier) as a justification for his being “closeted” in the movement. addiction, like death, is the great leveler, a different kind of welcome table, and as an alcoholic, i know this is where i belong.  and i’m not talking about closeted gay men here; i’m talking about all men, about how we raise our boys. individual witnesses astounded their guards with their refusal to conform to military-type routines like roll call or to roll bandages for soldiers at the front. the tributes were read, his picture was projected on a screen, taken, i believe, at his family home in new england. when his stepfather (also a preacher) died, his mother was so distraught, she went into labor and gave birth to his youngest sister.  there is a problem when will truman’s character on will and grace (prime-time nbc in 1996) kisses his black lover played by taye diggs with more sexual enthusiasm than any black man is kissed by another in moonlight, which is being considered by many people to be a black gay film. now, years later, i had new writing to share with him, and he was enthusiastic about it. essay is also about my appreciation for, and great reservations about, the recently released film i am not your negro, which i admire, but which i also find at times disappointing and exasperating; and which i believe must be examined for its participation in the same macho hypocrisy and homosexual denial that baldwin spent much of his life trying to deconstruct.  sedat was young then, and couldn’t have known how the black american artist from harlem whom he’d befriended was going to change his life, but perhaps he suspected it. morrisey employs contrasting sentences within the lyrical content such as “i am the son and heir”, resonating power and control. this letter and others in his file, give me further insight into this remarkable man.  burrell even encourages her fans and detractors to live with passion at one point, as she does. at 73, with a gray goatee and neatly trimmed hair, he had the joyful expression of a five-year-old kid who has been chased around the backyard of the house and finally collapses in exhaustion, lying on his back in the cool summer grass: free. show ends with two images of baldwin on film, running simultaneously in a loop as the cast, still singing and playing, walks through the open doors and into the outdoor winter light. my soul looks back and wonders how i got over.  they stand as if posed for the camera for an advertisement, or as if they are to be selected for an athletic game. is not my intention in this essay to put james baldwin in a box to suit anyone’s political agenda, including my own.“leviticus: faggot” is harrowing, disturbing, and while i'm not convinced i needed it to be performed in can i get a witness, it would have at least let us know what is at stake in a black gay life, and spoken to an aspect of baldwin’s childhood experience, to black gay, bisexual and lesbian experience. history: who says the holocaust never happened and why do they say it? bookseller, a shaggy young man with blonde hair, full beard and a nose ring, shares my frustration and is determined to help.  in less than five minutes the book has vanished into thin air, sucked out of my hands into outer space. he was once allowed inside, when he preached the gospel of jesus christ and made his family proud, but no more.  given his impossible schedule as a spokesperson and celebrity author, baldwin was overwhelmed, and so this particular writing has a breathless, “reach-the-finish-line” quality. is similar to the barriers against belonging experienced in the dickinson texts in relevance to themes of dislocation to society due to the persona’s self-sanctioning and alienation. later admits in the same interview with uptown how he secured access to baldwin's notes - and my suspicions about the baldwin estate are confirmed: “i wrote to the estate, and everybody told me, ‘forget it, they will never answer. i don’t feel it is my place to judge his circumstances, and i know that the dishonesty bothers him. this complex stew is too much, you may throw up your hands in exasperation, as some readers did, with tell me how long the train's been gone, just above my head and parts of another country.  what this essay is about is my great appreciation for the black gay american writer named james arthur baldwin, his journey from america to france, his testimony, his brilliance, and his swashbuckling bravery which spellbound a nation, and which demanded and continues to demand that we face the truth about who we were, who we are. worked for an aids organization in my mid- to late twenties, and on our intake form, in the space where we asked men about their sexual orientation, i remember distinctly the category “men who have sex with men.“now here we are, the day of the wedding, and all of this shit comes out of nowhere.   and as long as you pretend that you don’t know your history, you are going to be a prisoner of it. and by loving us, by seeing us, he allows us to be all that we are, he embraces our multitudes. bill tells her sarcastically that there is no law in new york that says "a negro can't live with someone of the master race", and that he can move in whomever he likes.  i’m meeting someone for dinner in five minutes and i’m late.”   perhaps they will have the conversations our generation could never have, and finally tell the truth about our other black gay artists; our great black male crooner, for example, singing romantic anthems, "here and now", to his heterosexual fan base and unable to celebrate publicly the men he loved. that would make it pre-meditated, and would mean that he wanted me, that he wanted sex with a man.  he is in his underwear opening the drapes, and appears boyish and small. faggots aren’t generic, never have been, and so i have to assume his goal was to make a film that didn’t offend any sensibility, one that “everyone can relate to”.” and so she wanted to know in advance what i was wearing.  and in one way we were the same: family came first.’ve met several people in england over the years, but andrew’s voice is so “posh” it sounds fake, like something from another era, not 2017 but 1917.   it has come into our church and it has embarrassed the kingdom of god.  brokeback, now twelve years old, was an oscar nominee for best picture, hardly an obscure film, and is considered a classic by many; the 2017 audience has been primed for something a little more explicit than what it gets in moonlight.  someone placed a scotch in sedat’s hand,  we were re-introduced, and conversation immediately went baldwin.  the music is hot, house music pumping hard that reminds me of detroit, the part of the world i’m from, and the sexuality in the room is unmistakable.  what makes the book deeply compelling, is that giovanni’s room is not only about homosexuality, but male hypocrisy, clear from the last lines: “the morning weighs on my shoulders with the dreadful weight of hope, and i take the blue envelope which jacques has sent me and tear it slowly into many pieces, watching them dance in the wind, watching the wind carry them away.  it occurs to me that we may need this more than he does - as americans we never thanked him properly, and that is our shame.  but we knew there existed an alternative, nightmare universe, either in the future, or in the past, or perhaps happening in the world at that very moment, where the same crowd gathered, surrounded the bartender and the drunk man, a universe where, instead of the barkeeper's, we took the drunk man’s side.” “yes,” comes the reply, a nod, and then a humble “thank you”, as the person passes through the turnstile.  he wasn't a loud man; when i first met him, i found him a cautious, observant; but under his slyness, a great humor and warmth. since he was young he had been a cane cutter, that was his identity but because of his ageing body, his identity will change as he can no longer be a cane cutter, this not only affects roo but also olive. imagined a scene in which i walked into the kitchen, positioned myself in the center of the convivial crowd and, after smashing all the mini-quiche in captivity, told deborah everything i knew about her husband.”  the blessing that comes with the curse of searching for my house keys and finding out i’ve been holding them in my hand the entire time (that’s actually happened),  is that in moments like this i can dig my heels into the center of the earth and not move for hours if i need to - no pee break, no water, just listening.  jimmy, who preached as a young evangelist, who developed the rhetorical style that shaped his writing, jimmy the prodigy, who knows the gospel cadences, knows where to place the inflections to get the congregation on their feet, how to deliver that holy ghost power that sends parishioners into the aisles for catharsis - the laying-on of hands, the quiet authority. was almost a cliché of boyhood friendship, but i could tell the memories were authentic, and how much they meant to phil by the look on his face. and although they learn as the evening goes on that they have both suffered in life, kim, who keeps her religious views to herself, remains, in her mind, resolute.  we are not their best friends, and that is true whoever is in office.  before i can ask sedat, respectfully, how i might acquire the film, and of course, pay him for it, he goes into another room and returns with a copy which he places in my hand. prepare for this essay, i begin re-reading david leeming’s biography of baldwin. the box, which includes correspondence and an excerpt of his first novel go tell it on the mountain is small, upright, like a box in which you’d keep your tax receipts or sheet music.“but it was remarkable, as i sat there, surrounded by all those people and yet alone, and wondering to myself if there was one person besides me in that room who knew the whole story.  but to understand what is missing from raoul peck’s documentary i am not your negro, and how james baldwin has been received and, too often, misconceived on the american literary landscape and in our cultural imagination, one must talk about men and sex, about faggots and shame.  i said people who operate with that spirit in the church with deception and attack themselves are going to have to face the master.  i don’t know if the board of education hates black people, but i know the text books they give my children to read and the schools that we have to go to.  and ultimately this may save your life, or someone else’s. is clear that he loves kim, as he loves everyone, and that she is a fantastic singer. this is deeply frustrating, especially when one takes into account the “democratic” spirit that usually governs literary scholarship, and particularly that of a figure of james baldwin’s stature.  it was taken on a balcony somewhere in istanbul, and the expanse of the city stretches out behind them with promise.  i’ve listened to her now, for what feels like thousands of hours, defending trump on cnn.”  berman explains that with that logic someone can claim there is life on mars, and no one can say it is a lie until someone disproves it.

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in fact, he was so placid, so relaxed, that at one point i began to doubt myself and to question whether i’d gotten him mixed up with someone else: an actor in a porn film, or perhaps a gay twin. it feels provocative here, and he keeps his chest out, a slight smirk on his face, daring anyone to challenge him. identity is made up of a constellation of characteristics, none more essential than the sense of belonging we feel with others.   about our great female singer, beautiful and winning, forced to abandoned her "greatest love of all" to maintain her career, destroyed by the drugs she used to mask the pain. before 1933, despite their small numbers, door-to-door preaching and the identification of jehovah’s witnesses as heretics by the mainstream protestant and catholic churches made them few friends.”  baldwin, unable to speak french well, experiences a series of disasters: he is ill, in aix-en-provence, is thrown into the hospital for an operation, has no money and has left his passport there.  if the strand closed on us and phil and i found ourselves standing in the dark of the store when they opened the next morning, i was going to hear his story.“i regret now not asking him more about his life, and how he was feeling.  gay boys have their own specific version of this hardening, as overachievers, caretakers, being useful and - too often - used.  he is not only a brilliant orator and debater, but a consummate performer who holds the audience in cambridge and the audience in the movie theater spellbound. i turned and saw her smile at us, nodding vigorously and beckoning for him to bring the food.  and you sure ain’t getting away with it if you read another country, giovanni’s room or just above my head. he seemed relieved when i finally released him and told him not to worry, i’d be fine. nose is red, and he roughly runs a hand down his face, like a curtain coming down at the end of an act. finally, the barman threw up his hands and said, “i’m calling the police.  a teacher and former musician who grew up in the new york city school system, and eventually opened a school himself, walks around the space describing his experience as an educator.” i feel violated, as if someone just walked into my home and took a shit on my dining-room table.  but i love another country for what it attempts, whether or not it completely succeeds, and the extended first chapter is a masterpiece. is why this essay exists:  i’m tired, frankly, of hearing people i respect saying that it doesn’t matter who james baldwin slept with, that wasn’t the point. james baldwin’s letter to scotty i see his pain and isolation, and also how he translated pain into art: the sense of betrayal and dislocation which became the character giovanni in giovanni’s room, when hella returns from spain and david abandons him. in his view, ss men had to have the same “unshakable faith” in the national socialist ideal and in adolf hitler that the witnesses had in jehovah. tone of the video stays peppy, energetic, and motivational until the end. mama who ain’t shit, who ain’t never been shit, who beat your ass for nothing, and who called you all kind of fast-ass whores;. he lowered his voice only slightly and nibbled on something else from his plate. articles strongly denounced the persecution of german jews, nazi “savagery” toward communists, the remilitarization of germany, the nazification of schools and universities, nazi propaganda, and the regime’s assault on mainstream churches.  giuliani dropped a cloak of shame over the city when he was mayor, and it’s never been lifted. fascination at men’s ability to compartmentalize their sexuality had fueled the most outrageous situations: there was the sikh taxi driver i made out with in his cab after a conversation about his grandkids back home in india (yes, i still paid the fare); the repair man who came to fix the heating unit in my old apartment and got naked because he was separated from his girlfriend at the time and “bi-curious”; the concierge at a hotel in paris who came to my room after his shift at 3:00 am, and showed me pictures of his dog and three kids while we sat in bed until morning; the attendant in the hotel in dallas who asked if i needed fresh linens and ended up in the shower with me; the man i met in oregon, who gave me his home phone number. belonging to more than one group can also create multiple identities for an individual.  and he was so tender with me, the way we held each other in bed. is hard to possess a sense of belonging when we are unsure of our own identity.  i was enraged by the roles of colin powell, condoleezza rice, and alberto gonzales in the bush administration, but at least they were there.  by articulating his experience, by refusing to capitulate when it wasn’t easy to speak out, and by still witnessing even when it seemed fewer were listening, he won.  i believe that now, thirty years later, it is possible to appreciate baldwin’s homosexual experience and identity, to examine how that experience relates to his gifts as an artist, and how it defines his aesthetic, all without exploiting him. chose to begin this piece with a sexual liaison and a lie, because i needed to construct the role the “faggot” plays, and the silence that surrounds him, how he is too often a footnote in american culture, particularly black american culture. they have a lovely conversation because kim is friendly by nature, and david is, and always has been, a gentleman. now i was heartbroken and bare, and we’d never been here before: this was too real for us.  but you’ll have them at your wedding, you’ll have them sitting right in the front row:Your sister who stole five thousand dollars from you;.  i often wondered what would happen if he ever got divorced and came to live with me and we tried to make a life together, but that might have only been my fantasy. should try to form a working coalition with the gay liberation and women’s liberation groups.  counselor to the president and spokeswoman kellyanne conway also attends, and gives the crowd encouragement: “let me make it very clear.  and the shady part is that what peck has included is not an actual admission of homosexuality, per se; it is the fbi’s suspicion that baldwin might be a homosexual, that he appeared to be one.  i wouldn’t hear from him for months at a time, and then he would call me and say he needed to see me. tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”  ellen later continues,  “as someone who received a lot of hate and prejudice and discrimination because of who i chose to love.  the audience applauded, a fact i share here not for my own aggrandizement, but because it seemed that the question was on other people’s minds as well.  he discusses his work and his life as an artist as we watch him on the streets of istanbul, negotiating his way through the crowd, dressed now as the literary figure, sunglasses, scarf. painter, to whom baldwin dedicated another country, was both his confidante and, at times, emergency patron; and orilla “bill” miller, described in the film, a white female teacher who was a mentor to baldwin when he was a child, played a critical role in his development as an artist.”  the harassed look left his face, and he leaned in, his mouth inches from mine. but i want to contribute to the conversation that has been revived about his life and work at this time, to share my perceptions on my extraordinary black gay brother -  and testify to what i see when i look out my window, (what james called "the view from here"), on american men, masculinity, sexuality and race. telling us the truth about his own experience again and again, baldwin invites us to tell the truth about our own.  he must have intuitively known, while membership has its benefits, what that kind of respectability would cost him as an artist, and as a homosexual man.  as the movie takes great pains to detail the harlem roots from which baldwin emerged, and i imagine that the students are from a school somewhere in harlem, i became furious all over again at the fact that the movie won’t facilitate a conversation about his sexual orientation. talking with david always meant climbing to a higher emotional altitude - looking at one’s history and devastation from a great height.  it brings to mind, or at least to my mind, people trotting by on horses in riding gear, going hunting with packs of hounds trailing behind them, or coming down in evening dress for dinner and ringing little bells to call their servants.  it is impossible not to hear the depth and richness of the black american experience in donny’s voice. witnesses defied nazi prohibitions by continuing to meet and distribute their literature often covertly.  we are shown the modest room he works in, a desk, a simple bed covered with books and his glasses.“don’t worry about it, guy,” he said, winking and with a tight little laugh. i said over and over like an idiot, “oh my god. is aware that i am distracted, and i explain why. he seems relaxed and healthy, and talks about his work, his life. in the camps, all prisoners wore markings of various shapes and colors so that guards and camp officers could identify them by category. april 1933, four months after hitler became chancellor, jehovah’s witnesses were banned in bavaria and by the summer in most of germany. although honest and as law-abiding as their religious beliefs allowed, jehovah’s witnesses saw themselves as citizens of jehovah’s kingdom; they refused to swear allegiance to any worldly government.” sometimes the music they play is grating and intolerable especially if you are trying to read, other times you look with wonder at their talent and grace. baldwin tells his friend that she has discouraged him because if anyone is going to be hurt in their relationship it will be him, and she’s not sure she’s in love with him or feels the same way about him as he does about her.  thirty pages of notes isn't a lot of material for a ninety-minute film, and peck deftly fills in the gaps with other baldwin works; the essay the devil finds work; selections from baldwin's posthumous collection, the cross of redemption, and several appearances where baldwin is presented directly to the viewer, as a guest on the dick cavett show, and during a debate with william f.  i wanted to give him something, find some way to help, but when he’d leave, he’d just say, ‘take care of yourself’ and i had no idea when i’d see or hear from him again. because i am always curious to know what people are reading, i lean over slightly and see james’ face, peeking back at me. we’ve only just started, and already there is a feeling that this is more of a family reunion than a theatrical production.  and lawrence was the most important man in my life.  one arrives in the harlem theater space and sees the instruments in the center of the room, the mics only a few inches from an audience member’s seat, and expects the intimacy of a recording session in a basement, or a service in a storefront church. go to your room, lock the door, get back in your closet, and stay in your closet.  add to this, finally, the occasionally ponderous style, brought on by the need to write ‘the great american novel” or an epic, even when the story might succeed with a simpler construct, as the essays almost always did.  he seems not to understand that not only was baldwin not in the closet at that time in history, but that this argument doesn’t work, since homosexuality isn’t a group one chooses to join, but an orientation. baldwin occasionally plays his own macho games in his novels: in giovanni’s room, do jacques and guillaume, for example, have to be portrayed as such desperately aging queens? have seen i am not your negro three times, and find it an enigma: while i am very grateful for it, and for the attention that it will bring to baldwin’s legacy, there is something missing from it, and something else that almost defies you to deconstruct it.“i had to read another country for a literature class i was taking, and when i told him about it, how amazing it was, he decided to read it too so we could discuss it together. while the music recalls less traditional gospel and more jazz and rock, there are spectacular numbers, almost pentecostal, that raise the roof, others that feel like new age meditations. is ultimately at stake is this: if you can acknowledge james baldwin fully for what he was, then your admiration of him may lead you to a place of compassion and understanding for what you have been taught to fear in your own life.  and that’s the problem, and why the film, for all its craft and moments of visual brilliance, has a hollowness at its core. families were broken up as authorities took children away from their parents and sent them to reform schools, orphanages, or private homes, to be brought up as nazis.  he would never just call and say, ‘i want to have sex with you this thursday’.  i know that when i eventually find him, he will live not in a trendy upstate town like rhinecliff or rhinebeck, but tucked away from the noise and chaos of a city, and even away from quaint country life.  one reviewer spoke of go tell it on the mountain as the only good book baldwin wrote, another focused on the fact that baldwin borrowed a typewriter when he had a deadline and never gave it back.  the contrast of the black and white film is so sharp, the afternoon sun so bright, the movie looks as if you could fall into it.  i shared my concern, points that i’ve already made here, that too often i feel that baldwin’s sexuality is sidelined, avoided, that, as a black gay man, when i watch baldwin i see another black gay man on the screen “reading” america, "throwing shade", and that that “read” comes out of a black gay aesthetic, an aesthetic not honored in the film. someone else i know has posted a link to it on facebook, and it seems she’s become a laughing-stock, a “hot mess”.

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  he said he was going to create a ban, and he created one.  i celebrate him, and i need his queer voice acknowledged.   unlike burrell’s rambling comments, ellen’s tweet is curt and to the point: ‘kim burrell will not be appearing on my show.  the decision not to make the film sexually explicit now feels less like an artistic choice and more like a commercial one.  chiron, like john grimes in go tell it on the mountain is a black gay adolescent - isolated, dislocated, and wounded - who tries to find his place in his family and his community. while we may never know the identity of the man baldwin claimed in this letter to have loved and who he claimed was in love with him, we know that one of the greatest american writers of the twentieth century, black and brilliant, loved men.  and as americans, there is one thing we know: we cannot lose. a woman fights a battle against the wind as her dress flaps around her like an angry sail; she reaches the door of a brownstone just in time, and light, and warm voices envelop her, beckon her inside.  in baldwin’s wandering through paris looking for help, i see rufus in another country, desperate, proud and in need, finally breaking down and calling on his best friend vivaldo.“and all y’all that’s sending rainbows, read what god really sent the rainbow for. men in towels, and one completely naked from head to toe, spoke in languages i recognized and a few i didn’t.  john berman standing in for anderson is interviewing greg phillips, the man leading the investigation of the three million fraudulent votes which president trump claims were cast against him. when she said his first name, his line of work, and made a joke about a fairly remarkable tattoo of his in a fairly remarkable place, i realized that i not only knew but had slept with the man and his tattoo. the film will require a conversation on racism, but it doesn’t guarantee, unless in the hands of a very conscious teacher, one about homophobia. are random items, all fascinating: pay stubs, tax information, a war pamphlet on the draft for conscientious objectors, and a small card advertising a talk by a japanese woman on, "the japanese-american relocation program and its effects., jehovah’s witnesses attempted to fend off nazi attacks by issuing a letter to the government in october 1934, explaining their religious beliefs and political neutrality. and even if his homosexuality repels her, she must at least be able to appreciate what maya angelou once described about her brother bailey: “his black male disappointment in life.  which is why it is important for viewers to appreciate that regarding the subject of race, conversations about gay rights and feminism are essential; that despite what we've been in the past, growth is possible.  i could immediately see why he and baldwin would have been instant friends, why baldwin would want him around with his tortoise-like calm, particularly during life’s more hysterical moments. laughed with surprise at first, but his voice became reflective and the tone changed.  i am reminded that when james was nineteen, his stepfather, the only father he knew, went into a mental institution in long island and that six months into his stay, baldwin discovered his mother was pregnant with her ninth child.  as they were all standing there talking and laughing, the police came and arrested everyone. she is reading david leeming’s biography of james baldwin, and the picture on the front is the one taken by sedat, the image i saw framed in his home, that i one day hoped to buy. my questions are rapid-fire, and she answers with amused laughter at my enthusiasm. and even when they were bewildered by life, outraged and terrified at the responsibility thrust upon them, they were brave and they showed up. it seemed the only encounter i hadn’t had was with the pizza delivery guy; and only because he was usually double-parked or had to be somewhere in thirty minutes or less. i thought of giovanni’s room and what the situation said about the three of us, the sexual and racial questions it raised, and not in faraway places like paris, but in america. she is jewish, divorced, and although he describes her as “not pretty at all”, he also talks about her green eyes and her slim waist.  (baldwin confided to a friend later in his career that he sometimes feared that he had lost the ability, or discipline, to write simply, and without so many sub-clauses. as talat and her husband searched desperately for their son, they were hounded by the media, who portrayed salman as a possible terrorist in hiding.  and he would always make sure to arrive late, never during the day, so that i would say around eleven or twelve o’clock at night, ‘it’s too late for you to drive back now, why don’t you stay over’ and he’d say, ‘you’re right, i’ll get a room in town’, and i’d say, ‘why don’t you stay here?  listening to him here, it is the most compelling argument for baldwin’s “private life” to remain private, but one must also consider the year of the film, (filmed in the late sixties, released in 1973), and his subsequent work and the interviews he gave. the man in the picture was deeply satisfied and yet eager for more, a soul capable of great delight. as david has been dead only a few weeks, her portentous words are even more significant and chilling - if he isn’t allowed in “god’s kingdom” then where, in her mind, will he be welcome? for defying the ban on their activities, many witnesses were arrested and sent to prisons and concentration camps.  i discover a picture of him, a lovely young man in his twenties or early thirties with long black hair and an unruly full length beard, smiling into the camera. small as the movement was, it offered, in scholar christine king’s words, a “rival ideology” and “rival center of loyalty” to the nazi movement.  sedat needs to rest, and i’m not sure there is anything else to ask. a year ago andrew’s life was thrown into chaos when he found out that lawrence had died.  dual images are projected on opposite walls, james giving an interview, speaking about race, and preaching, preaching. he and i usually shared rapid-fire barbs, and glib, new york sarcastic exchanges.   baldwin sometimes defeats the reader in these works by demanding the kind of attention often required in very long church sermons - there is always a payoff, of course, but one must work to get it.  we need to appreciate what it meant for baldwin to take on the mantle of speaking truthfully about the subjects of sexuality and race to a country in denial about both, and what it meant for him to keep witnessing anyway when people turned on him later, humiliated him and denigrated his work and his contribution, or when his later testimonials were considered by some in the seventies and eighties to be passé.’s witnesses were denounced for their international and american ties, the apparent revolutionary tone of their millennialism (belief in the peaceful 1,000 year heavenly rule over the earth by christ, preceded by the battle of armageddon), and their supposed connections to judaism, including a reliance on parts of the bible embodying jewish scripture (the christian “old testament”). and belonging - change can be easy or hard - reference to summer of the seventeenth doll. baldwin's remember this house really needs is a four-part biographical series, an hour and a half devoted to each of its subjects.  sometimes when i get off the train at 59th street, i am greeted by a cello and violin duo, students from nearby juilliard. a friend called me after the film won best picture at the golden globes and told me the director made no direct mention of black gay life in his acceptance speech, no inspiring message of the “paul haggis/dustin lance black” variety to black gay artists, or young black gay men and women, isolated and struggling to survive - the chiron's of the world.  gay, bisexual and transgender men and women are scorned, sometimes murdered, because of the silence of edgars. paul-de-vence and is offered a seat between david and james near the head of the table.  i’ve left suitcases, wallets, keys, watches, coats, gloves, anything you can imagine, at counters, airport check-ins, lobbies, hotel bathrooms, usually to return hours, even days later and get my items back.  we also need “i am not your bitch”, because in a trump administration, niggers and faggots are certainly in trouble, and women are too. in their own words, narrators recount personal experiences of the post-9/11 backlash that have deeply altered their lives and communities. baldwin personally matters to me because, for the black and queer voices you will never hear, who could not rise above the chaos and terror of oppression to testify, one voice emerged.” he finds this man with a woman, and realizes that his affair with him is over.  and even though i find the contents of the box and the folder on baldwin to be threadbare, i am grateful just the same. he’d grown up in the inner city, and learned about the school from someone in his neighborhood who had attended, received a scholarship, gone to college and had encouraged eddie, many years later, to apply himself., a mosaic of victims: non-jews persecuted and murdered by the nazis (new york, 1990), pp. the beautiful blonde woman who looks as if she should be luxuriantly shaking out her hair in shampoo commercials, or speaking authoritatively to a courtroom jury on tv, sits next to a black homeless man under a blanket who sips coffee from a cup he holds in both hands.)  while moonlight may not directly play “respectability games”, the marketing around it, and the way it has been presented to the audience, have.  and what you don’t like, what you can’t integrate because of your own sexual fears and agendas, you simply throw out because you don’t accept it. the little polish boy standing with his arms up, english translation.  one reason this argument is persuasive is because sometimes it seems true; i’ve met people whose homophobic fathers ended up fans of will and grace, macho guys who would frame their faces with jazz-hands and say, laughing, “just jack. is hard to possess a sense of belonging when we are unsure of our own identity.  we embrace as i leave, and i get in the car, negotiating the driveway again, and waving goodbye. is only a few weeks into the presidency and president trump has begun the process of building the wall between the us and mexico. attempts to change her identity by changing her name, in the hope that it will allow her to better connect with the people she wishes to be with. the sky boils and a cold rain comes down, coy at first, and then in relentless, brutal sheets. for 6 weeks and placed on a no-fly listsixteen-year-old adama bah was abruptly seized from her home by the fbi on unfounded suspicions that she was a suicide bomber.  latino workers, many of whom get up at the crack of dawn to work in restaurants, bodegas, hotels, kitchens all over the city, men and women from mexico, ecuador, guatemala, el salvador, all deported, staring at an america they once knew, now from the other side of the wall. and it means everything to me to know that a writer can be famous and successful and still doubt his new work, to be reminded of why a writer must take care of her health (baldwin discusses the illness and death of lorraine hansberry at thirty-four, and of his own constant exhaustion), and that it is okay to feel burnt-out, tired, afraid, and alone, and that the work can still get done, must get done. they were nurturers, great lovers of people, and never stopped mothering and fathering, never stopped creating a beloved community and family wherever they went. my first thought, after my mind allowed gary’s words in, was a selfish one: i don’t have the resources for this, not now, not with trump about to be inaugurated and the depression i’m still feeling from the election. perhaps i can persuade one of them for the sake of journalistic deadlines to abandon their copy. later, i send sedat a brief e-mail thanking him and kathy for our visit and promising to be in touch when i return from england. look at the faces on the train, think of the trump travel ban, and imagine a few faces disappearing, then more. sexual question and the racial question have always been entwined. angelou papers, schomburg center for research in black culture, manuscripts, archives and rare books division, the new york public library.   i, however, as someone who has the homosexual spirit and who also has, arguably, engaged in that spirit “with passion”, i am fascinated with kim’s sermon, her justifications and "honeysuckle hate", and with her comments, especially her final comments about her career.  entitled james baldwin: from another place, it is eleven minutes long, black and white. for this reason, witnesses were often used as domestic servants by nazi camp officers and guards. “you as a man will open your mouth and take a man’s penis in your face, you are perverted!  sometimes i wouldn’t hear from him for an entire year, and i didn’t feel comfortable calling him at home, this was before cell-phones, of course.  i feel fat, and i really hate feeling fat around men.” someone knew that for the men who came in for services, particularly men of color and working-class men, the word “gay” was an identity some of them outright refused to identify with.  some white men were truly afraid of her, perhaps in ways they weren’t of obama, and i didn’t feel protective of her (not that she needed my protection).  that perverted homosexual spirit is a spirit of  delusion and confusion and it has deceived many men and women, and it causes pain on the body of christ. like the family visitor whom you reluctantly oblige, who brings to your house memories of unpleasant and lengthy stays, grief had arrived and was going to take over my life for a while.

  while the bookseller walks the aisles, i call barnes & noble: there isn’t a copy anywhere in the city, but you can order one and it will arrive in three days.  we’re not in a war against flesh and blood. maslows theory suggests that ‘belonging’ is far more important than individuality.  and it’s not just to be found in the “gay” books, either: the fire next time was written by the same queer man who gave us giovanni’s room.  at times it suggests a racial take on rob epstein and jeffrey friedman’s the celluloid closet (book by vito russo), using clips from films like imitation of life, the defiant ones, in the heat of the night, and guess who’s coming to dinner, not only to discuss race in film, but to illuminate baldwin’s themes on the cult of whiteness, whiteness as a social construct. baldwin understood this question, not only in terms of fathers and lovers, but of our nation. is clear from raoul peck’s earlier interview that baldwin’s literary estate makes the majority of papers, which haven’t been released, available for specific projects they endorse, for which he is extremely grateful, and which he acknowledges in every interview, and lists in the credits of his film. asks whether he thought of himself as being gay, and baldwin responds,“no.  but you can see from his appearances how the limitations infuriated and exhausted him, and how dreary he found them. i am not your negro, the funkiness, the “cha-cha” heels, the glamour, the queenliness, the faggotry and all the other experiences that have defined some black gay lives,  are completely missing. was a woman whom, by the way, i already liked, and couldn’t help feeling i’d somehow betrayed, even though when i met her husband i’d had no idea, at least at first, that he was married.  and so he moved, as he said, freely amongst all those people. on civil rights, identity, and belonging from men and women who were needlessly swept up in the War on Terror after 9/11.  to be fair: i am not your negro has a mention of baldwin’s homosexuality, taken from an fbi file and typed across the screen, but if you reach for your soda the moment it appears, or can’t read fast, you’ll miss it.  she told me that he’d left her, and that at one point, he completely disappeared, for a while no one knew where he was. he looked at me in a moment of terrified clarity and stumbled sullenly down the hallway to the locker room, dressed, and left without further incident.  the idea is that if the hardcore homophobe is able to stick her toe in the gay water and not have her sensibilities offended, she may change her mind politically and be more supportive of gay causes in the future, less hateful.  peck has a right to be proud, as the film has been nominated for an academy award, it has broken box office records, and has been called "a masterpiece" and "cinematic miracle". i google moonlight, a caption describing the film reads:  “at once a vital portrait of contemporary african american life and an intensely personal and poetic meditation on identity, family, friendship, and love, moonlight is a groundbreaking piece of cinema that reverberates with deep compassion and universal truths. (the film is based on tarell alvin mccraney's unproduced play, in moonlight, black boys look blue and directed by barry jenkins. in buchenwald concentration camp, they set up an underground printing press and distributed religious tracts. this notion is explored through may’s journey seeking to connect with her racial heritage, her idea of understanding and acceptance. perhaps they will stand up in church when a pastor like kim burrell is speaking and say, “are you talking about james baldwin?  i have concerns because these family members are from the south and they are very religious. what her presidency would have meant to a generation of girls and women, and men, is incalculable.  crime is down, as he promised it would be, and the curfew is only temporary, he promises, just long enough to “make america safe again.  he has a full beard and stout, hairy body that he clearly loves, and he adorns it daily it with wraps, shawls, costume jewelry, wigs, earrings, and shoes; a presentation that recalls hollywood of the thirties and forties, with that kind of fastidiousness and care. i felt more confident, less an apprentice than a colleague, comfortable enough, at least, to tease him about the title of the book he was writing, and suggest one of my own.  your call had nothing to do with protecting me, you and i both know that. i was grateful; despite the years we hadn’t been in touch, he and i had never lost our affection for one another. i am less interested in james baldwin as a “gay” man, although that word will be used throughout this piece, but rather as a man who was “queer” - a word which also has its limitations and from which some people recoil, but which defines for me anyone who stands outside the hetero-normative circle.  it is moving to see - and i feel the same way with peck’s film, whatever my reservations - people celebrating baldwin, acknowledging him, re-discovering or discovering for the first time his great contribution, the power of his work. whatever the book's excesses, it is written with great love; and it stirs primal emotions in this reader, particularly in its rendering of the disintegration of rufus scott.   as my husband and i are standing in line waiting to buy our tickets, a stampede of teenage schoolchildren descends on the theater like a swarm of locusts, flooding the entrances, shouting their enthuasism.  james baldwin, our elder brother, looking after his flock and “raising us”, demanded that we be better because he loved us, he loved us.”  the turkish man in a convenience store in london who, when he didn’t have the items i asked for, invited me to look for them with him in the storeroom; the married man who held my hand under a jacket the entire two hour flight to atlanta. while i was reflecting on james, that shirt, and whatever power i might have given it before, evaporated.  a song comes on, a hard house beat, and the singer says the words over and over, like a mantra. they lost their jobs as civil servants or employees in private industry and their unemployment, social welfare, and pension benefits.“when we graduated, i went to harvard and he went to princeton.  with her short cropped afro, and relaxed warmth, she could be one of my great aunts when i was a child, moving through the room after a delicious holiday meal, touching everyone.“went to her wedding shower over the summer and everything. you will hear donny hathaway’s music in this house, and aretha and billie and bessie. support ncrm and help us reduce our dependence on advertising — become an ncrm champion!  now, when i stood in crowds of people in london, waiting for the elevator at a tube stop or on a train, there seemed be a hushed tone, a familiar sense of mass bewilderment and betrayal, a “how did this happen, and who is responsible” mood that i’d felt in new york the morning after george w.  perhaps on another night the song would be fabulous, but tonight, and given what is happening in the country, i find the lyrics terrifying." a friend posted a quotation from the handmaid’s tale on facebook the other day: “that was when they suspended the constitution. however, belonging is also dependent on our own sense of identity.  unlike our bathhouses, which ask for your id, demand you become an exclusive “member”, then pay for a room; where you can still get humiliated if you don’t follow the rules.  can i get a witness was a moving experience for me, and i hope it is performed again and toured, a necessary catharsis for many of us grieving this time in history and needing inspiration.  he dated girls, and i went out on a few dates with women, but i knew at that time, even though i couldn’t tell anyone, i was gay. we understand from the movie that he was a civil rights activist and that he was assassinated in front of his family in his driveway; we also understand that baldwin had a great affection for him, but that’s all we understand.  during the performance, when i excuse myself for a few minutes to suppress a cough, the actress who opened the show and sits beside me, offers me a bottle of water from the stage and smiles.  peck’s triumph is that he manages to lull the viewer, through tone, beautiful imagery, and a director’s assurance, into thinking that the narrative is coherent, and not just fragments of an unfinished work. popular tv shows such as the simpsons are constantly making us use and believe stereotypes….  older activists and those who remember the period may stand for this singular approach, but the millennials i’ve encountered aren’t having it in their own lives.“ ‘well, i’m going to talk to terrence (the husband), and i’m going to get his thoughts, because it’s his day too,’ she says. mentioning again how amazing his outfit was going to be one last time, he ends his read with a brief postscript before signing off:  “quiet as it’s kept, and normally i don’t do this and i keep my mouth shut, but i’m 97% certain that your man is a faggot. go to the strand, the famous used bookstore on 12th street that advertises 18 miles of used books, and look for a replacement copy. but a slight twitch of his mouth and the way his eyes searched the room furtively let me know he was  aware of who was standing near us.  but we decided that it would be best if you didn’t come and we met up with you at a different time., the taste, as it came, leaping, to the surface: of crunch’s prick, of arthur’s tongue, into arthur’s mouth and throat. leeming was baldwin’s personal secretary for years, as well as close friend and biographer; mary s. global perspective on working with holocaust survivors and the second generation.  it was like one day we were in school together, years that were golden, and then everything dropped off after that, just became cold and gray. took another step towards me, and searched my face as if he were reading something. after 1939, small numbers of witnesses from austria, belgium, czechoslovakia, the netherlands, norway, and poland (some of them refugees from germany) were arrested and deported to dachau, bergqn-belsen, buchenwald, sachsen-hausen, ravensbrück, auschwitz, mauthausen, and other concentration camps.  i’m fighting like hell for it, in fact, because how many artists have we had, black or white, who were fearless enough to reveal us to ourselves and expose the great lie? and i bonded the day we met, having both witnessed a fairly spectacular moment at the bathhouse. it means that i can’t afford to trust most white christians and i certainly cannot trust the christian church.  but baldwin became more open about his sexuality in later interviews, and society’s relationship to the homosexual changed a great deal between 1956 (the year giovanni’s room was published) and 1987 (the year of his death). i don’t know whether the labor unions and their bosses really hate me, that doesn’t matter, but i know i’m not in their unions.  we spent time together the next day as if it never happened, and then a few days later, i hugged him to say goodnight, and it happened again. i think about sedat, stepping off the porch of his house to greet me, and how his love for james has found its way to this aa meeting a hundred miles away.’  i’d make a bed for him on the couch, say goodnight, and at some point, he’d come and get in bed with me and we’d make love.  they shared a sexual relationship on and off for years, and they were devoted to each other as friends, but lawrence was deeply ashamed of homosexuality,  coming as he did from a strict religious background and a very proud family. influence a person’s identity, while some influences can be minor, some can have a major effect on our lives just like lian low’s story after concealing and denying her sexuality she finally learned to accept her difference after her first kiss with a girl.  we fumbled around and figured it out, it was sweet. or the men who obsess about homosexuality, who go to places where men have sex, and sit, sullenly denying themselves. james would recount the now apocryphal history of taking care of his eight brothers and sisters after his stepfather died. the hostel provides a prison-like life and community group to which the migrants belong.  peck has slowed jackson down and deepened his voice - there is none of jackson’s signature hyperkinetic anger from pulp fiction, or the humor that has endeared him to audiences since he appeared as mr. paul de vence, but he spent time writing evidence of things not seen and was later too sick to meet his contractual obligations. and then i thought of my family, especially my mother, who lives in a kind of sleeping uneasiness about me anyway, and i thought it might be much better if this could all be handled quietly, i haven’t even told her anything about this. when i get to the subway platform and reach for my book, it’s gone. an old latino man plays a small guitar and sings something melancholy in spanish, or a group of men sit down in kinte cloth and play african drums. i tell him i will be right back and make my way to the fiction section on the main floor; perhaps someone mis-shelved a copy, i'm thinking, but it’s very unlikely. moves me, along with an abstract painting of baldwin and his small, boyish body which seems so vulnerable when considering the powerful, articulate man (this is the baldwin the waif whom we see getting out of bed in sedat pakay’s film james baldwin: from another place), is the feeling that while this is a church service, it is also a memorial, a fête, a way to say thank you to our brother baldwin.

education, parents can be very protective over us and hold us back from socializing with friends, especially from the opposite gender, which makes it harder for us teenagers to belong to a group. can be particularly disconcerting for the reader who, in the very next paragraph,  encounters - or rather collides with - baldwin the activist, the preacher, the essayist, describing some aspect of the human condition, and intruding on the narrative with his usual fiery brilliance.“it would have been impossible for us to build a life together,” andrew said, regretfully.) do we fall into a different trap if a homophobe can walk out of moonlight much the way someone might get off a scary amusement park ride, slightly exhilarated and applauding their own courage to sit through it?  i didn’t want to say nothing, because that’s between you, him and the lord. and because i am unable to quote him verbatim here, i will not misquote him. this theory demonstrates that we must satisfy various ‘meta-needs’ including discovering where we belong, on the long search for our identity.  “but for all of you who are upset for some reason, my heart goes out so badly, cause it’s like you want to be mad, and you want to believe that i came out against the gays. this is not supported by the rest of the amish people in the film and rachel is forced to choose between belonging and individuality.  they aren’t interested anymore in exploring or understanding where homophobia comes from, nor are they convinced that the solidarity of race is more important than sexual or gender politics, which is the assumption many of us have made since the civil rights movement. david had been a mentor to me years before, whether he knew it or not, and i’d always been fascinated with his work and his story.  the writing is there, and i’ve quoted some of it here.  i didn’t know what to think because she had just called me and my husband the other day, asking our advice about something involving the caterer acting the fool. i’m a pretty careful reader and i can’t find any of his male lovers, and if they are there, i don’t recognize their names - and i’ve read all the biographies.  in his most recent, he adorns a platinum-white peter-pan wig, matching white coat and heels, eyeliner and smooth beige foundation. he extended a final apology to me, we said we’d speak another time, and he hung up. and our narrow definitions of masculinity require this fear, these lies. the way most us behave within our families will differ to the way we behave within our social group, which creates multiple identities that we choose to portray in different groups and situations, therefore our identities is inconsistent. friend shares with me that in her activist circles she is hearing young black men and women who have “had it” with homophobic messages like burrell’s – like derek and the wedding, they’ve had enough. she is a senior writer at al jazeera american, and her reportage has appeared in the new york times, granta, foreign policy, and others.’  it felt strange, unfamiliar, but at the same time, it felt right, like i’d wanted to hold him like this from the moment i’d met him and now it was okay. ask his permission to include his story here and he says yes, if i change the names - he wants to respect eddie’s privacy.  sedat recalls the period in hollywood when james was writing the screenplay for the autobiography of malcolm x; we talk about his time in istanbul and the beginning of their friendship; about  engin cezzar, the turkish actor who invited james to come to turkey, the visits from yves montand and simone signoret in hollywood and france, the way people would drop in on james and how he loved his social life and his friends, but constantly had to protect the space he needed to write. it fosters the feeling that we are accepted and loved. every person from lgbt and anything else that is supporting gay, i never said lgbt last night, i said s. the editor & forwarder:Alia malek is an author and civil rights lawyer.  the words haunted him at the time, he told her, but because of her courage, he was eventually able to stop preaching the gospel of the church, and start preaching his own. i am stunned by the amount of courage it must have taken, the self-knowledge and confidence that james must have had to insist on this, to trust his vision.  i am stunned that some working-class white people, and not only white, still believe that the man they elected reflects their interests.  what i hadn’t anticipated, in those final months and weeks before the election ended, was the political equivalent of a gang-rape by trump, putin and comey. you are a woman and will  shake your face in another woman’s breast - you are perverted!  men are taught to be so afraid of being homosexual that their fear goes way past the act of sex and begins to erode our sense of empathy, our ability to feel compassion for anyone, including animals (factory farming) and the environment (fracking).“i am not going to allow people to be in my life, to enter into my life, to laugh, to party, but then when it comes down to being shit, and being about shit.  when it came to her playing the patriarchal game, i often felt she knew it better than some men and believed, rightly or wrongly, that she'd win. because the film so carefully avoids clichés in its exploration of boyhood and what men become, i needed more nuance from the writing or the actress - the character seemed like a plot device. the narrator in peck's film describes a white woman with whom he is involved, and the cloak-and-dagger maneuvers required for them to see each other, to keep from getting in trouble with a racist society and the police.  i did, however, understand him to say that, while it was never his intention to deny that aspect of baldwin’s life, his film was focused on this particular theme, the men he profiled, the unfinished work.  faces that irritate the hell out of me when i can’t find a seat, or when someone plays their music or a video game too loud, or eats something smelly or stands too close, or argues with their lover, or proselytizes. woman said ‘excuse me’ as she walked between us, and glanced worriedly at phil as she passed.  the men and a few women around him either look boldly into the camera with fascination, or ignore it completely - there is nothing in between. the courage the vast majority displayed in refusing to do so, in the face of torture, maltreatment in concentration camps, and sometimes execution, won them the respect of many contemporaries.  there is a different texture to it when it is a gay man who nurtures, and it is this texture, these men, that i am honoring here.  there were about fifteen to twenty of us, watching the drunk man and the bartender locked in place, everyone waiting to see what would happen next.  most of the time it was a lot of rough-housing and jokes."  i walked away and heard behind me the familiar refrain: “i’m very sorry, sir--”.  i have the invitation in my book, marked the shit off on my calendar and everything.”  what it tells us is that just as he had to write go tell it on the mountain about his experience as a black boy growing up in harlem and the black church, giovanni’s room was a story he had to tell also, about his experience as a gay man. they know each other’s names, which is rare outside this room, and they also know that they share a love for vodka, and for crack cocaine.  eldridge cleaver, in his scathing critique of baldwin in “notes on a native son”, took a more polarizing, less nuanced approach to his work, and condemned him for being an “uncle tom”. his ability to focus on you, to alter you with his kindness and, when it was called for, get your attention with his almost biblical anger, was profound.  i’ve read the obituaries and “tributes” in time, newsweek and other periodicals at the time of his death, and to say they leave something to be desired is generous.  and by ‘i need to see you’, he didn’t mean, let’s make a plan to get together in a month’s time and spend the weekend somewhere, which would have been fine.  we said a momentary goodbye, promising to exchange numbers before the evening was over and meet for dinner sometime.“no, we are talking about the life and the death of this country. i knew he was in a job that he hated and he never wanted to talk about his family - he kept the details of his life very vague. and while i can argue that her candidacy was flawed, someone must have known the balance of power that might have shifted with a female president, in much the same way that a black president has shifted the consciousness, perhaps not for all the voting public, but for eight-year-old children, whose only image of a living president a few months ago was black.  he only once described his church to me, and how his family went a few times a week.  you been waiting more than six months now and i haven’t given you so much as a sentence on the topic and i do apologize. the look on his face is curious, not relaxed, but not necessarily afraid either; he may be bewildered as he examines this tribe, and wonders how he finds himself at this time, in this place. don’t know what else i said in that moment, but i began pacing the floor, and felt a bold and familiar sensation, warm and heavy like something poured, descend from my head down the length of my body.  he even acknowledged that his wife knew he was attracted to men and had slept with men before they were married. baldwin used the rhetorical voice throughout much of his written work and speeches, which is one of the reasons why some of his work was so inclusive and also so destabilizing. you look up james baldwin in the new york public library archive, there is exactly one box and one folder of his papers available at the schomburg center for research in black culture.’   pharrell sits down with ellen by himself and they address her decision. relationship between peak power and fatigue index for endurance vs power athletes. you’ve read him, then you know that there were a few things in the world that frightened james baldwin, but a conversation on race and sexuality wasn’t one of the them.  and yet the sexual behavior they were engaging in would have been defined by many as gay..  he didn’t understand that lawrence had taken with him something only he and i shared. it has been suggested that his relationship with happersberger was the inspiration for rufus and vivaldo in another country, but, racial identities aside, it is not easy to determine who inspired who. a month or two before, an unexpected encounter with a mutual friend ended with the three of us locking arms and traveling down seventh avenue to david’s haunt, elephant & castle, for dinner. he means to flatter me, i suppose, but his presumptuousness pisses me off, and i’m immediately upfront with him.  do the men around me realize it isn’t a very large leap from pro-life rallies and overturning roe v. the flame american jewish chaplains and the survivors of european jewry, 1944-1948. is remarkable that a black writer from harlem, nominated for the national book award (and who might have won had ralph ellison not won the year before for invisible man - many agreed that baldwin deserved it, but there was no way two black men could win in a row), follows up his first novel with a second one about a “straight” white american man in paris who falls in love with an italian man, who is gay and once married himself. anchored by extraordinary performances from a tremendous ensemble cast, barry jenkins's staggering, singular vision is profoundly moving in its portrayal of the moments, people, and unknowable forces that shape our lives and make us who we are.  and while it may never be confirmed whether donny’s death was the result of shame and self-hatred over “that stuff” or because he was sick (hathaway was diagnosed paranoid schizophrenic), what we do know is this: his voice, sanctified, was one james baldwin deeply cherished and recognized, two boys singing gospel and preaching in the black church, the musical journey that james was to chronicle in just above my head, the year donny died. but trump, pence and conway haven’t wasted any time with the travel ban: things are happening so fast, i wonder if we will still be on this dance floor, still making out in the bathrooms, when the police cars line up outside waiting for us like taxis waiting at the airport.  some new yorkers have argued that giuliani did us all a favor, shutting everything down and protecting the city from the aids epidemic; but europe seems to be handling it just as well, and they didn’t shut down all their bars and sex clubs.  and i’m choosing empathy, i’m choosing inclusion, and i’m choosing love for everybody, and just trying to lift everyone.  sedat was one of the lucky ones: it appeared to me that even though he and kathy had been married for many years, he was still in love with her.  it’s lovely to the ear, the way hollywood actors in america were trained to speak in 1930s movies to communicate wealth and class. is speaking for many men (and women), and the terror we feel, to trust, to lay our burdens down.  and that’s why you think i’m a problem.  the boarding school, on the east coast, catered to boys from families with money and privilege. man who looked arab, and old enough to be a grandfather, said, “yes, you must get him out. at one point he considered going public in order to shame the court system and even thought of suing:  “these people hate publicity,” he wrote. both men became mother and father when their circumstances required it of them. in 1939, young black girls jump rope together and black boys playing stickball are called inside by their mothers as a storm approaches.

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