Founder of The Gamut Project
For the longest time I refrained from calling myself an activist. I still do. To me, the label weighs more than I could carry on my shoulders. There are people doing more than I am. I was simply someone who gathered my queer friends in the apartment that I share with my parents (while my parents were out of town, of course). I am simply someone talking to strangers on the internet and writing on social media in a pandemic.
In a society where conformity is rewarded, “weirdness” is policed, if not punished. Hong Kong is the kind of international city that is vibrant in its conformist ways. It’s also the kind of place where trans, gender diverse and unpalatable queers are isolated. At least that was what it felt like to me, a non-binary trans person, when I returned to my home city after spending 5 years in a liberal Midwestern city.
As an artist with a somewhat public persona, I constantly ask myself what my responsibilities are and where my values align. This is a comment I came across online that resonates so deeply with me. “I’m always telling people activism ain’t cool. It’s work, and it’s hard work. And most of it happens off-camera, and most of it is not glamorous. There’s a huge difference between an activist who makes art, and an artist trying to make a name for themselves for being woke.”
Visibility is important but representation can only do so much for the community. I’m not interested in being a figurehead. I want to get my hands dirty. I hope in the communities I am a part of and that I maintain, I can make small but meaningful changes in people’s lives by connecting them with each other, so they don’t feel as lonely as I once did. I hope one day they feel empowered and safe enough to share their stories. If I’ve deterred one less gender diverse individual from taking their own life, I think I’m doing an okay job.
Public education is another part of my work that is important to me. I respect other Queer people’s decision for not doing this, because frankly, being asked the same basic (sometimes ignorant) questions is draining. In my own experiences, most of the questions I do get are out of genuine curiosity and not malintent. Sometimes they are from students with Queer peers, other times from middle-aged office aunties who’ve probably never met an out trans person in real life. If I’ve managed to change one person’s mind, I think I’m doing an okay job.
Even in the ever-changing, if not downright depressing, socio-political landscape in Hong Kong, I am grateful and hopeful because of the people I’ve met. Queer liberation is a communal, not individual, effort. If you’re reading this hoping I’ll drop some tips about how you could contribute, here they are:
If you’re financially capable of doing so, put your money where your mouth is, and support Queer grassroots organizations. If you aren’t, consider donating your time and skills. Educate yourself and learn from different Queer voices. Stand up for us, even when we’re not around.
There will be no liberation without Queer liberation. The work we’re putting in today should put all of us, not just some of us, at a better place in future. What I’ve said above might be irrelevant or even dated in 5 years (or less) and it’s okay.
In fact if that’s the case, it’s great.