Friday, April 18, 2008

Jolted by Jan-Jan

Jan-Jan rocked my world. Even if I don’t know him.

By now, many of the gaydom kind (at least the bloggers) are in an uproar over what the despicable alleged doctors, nurses, medical staff and medical students who were inside the operating room, did to him. I won’t repeat what procedure at the Vicente Sotto Memorial Medical Centre in Cebu he had because that wasn’t the issue then and is definitely not the issue now.

I didn’t grow up gay though it didn’t mean I wasn’t one.

Probably like every other gay man, I didn’t have the guts to be gay before. Seeing how gay guys are ridiculed and hearing disparaging remarks about them (“bakla kasi kaya so and so”), who would want to be gay … or, even worse, an open one?

Unnatural, freak of nature, butt of jokes, looked down upon – we’ve all heard it before and it has not significantly changed. There may be more openly gay guys now, more films that tackle the issue, more gender-sensitivity education sessions that include homosexuality, more books on gay men, and more Pride marches.

But everytime we think that it’s better, gay pride gets a beating.

So no, I didn’t grow up gay. Even when I became an activist, I didn’t come out. Why? Maybe because I knew it didn’t matter with the people I worked with.

It was only about seven or eight years ago that I finally admitted to people around me that I’m gay. Being one within the activist circle shielded me from the brunt of ridicule and humiliation. Of course, it has not been a perfect world. There were still off-the-line remarks and attitudes from time to time but they could be, and they were, immediately challenged.

Ensconced within circles of politically-minded people, the reality that not everyone are like my colleagues was relegated to the back of my mind. Recognized but not realized.

Until Jan-Jan came along.

There’s the issue of ethics. There’s the issue of professionalism. And at the core of it, there’s the issue of homosexuality in Philippine society.

For all gays who have been ridiculed, laughed at and humiliated. For all those who have been forced to live in fear and in the shadows. For all those who love men and are not allowed to do so. For all those who suck, fuck and are into cocks. There’s a Jan-Jan in many of us. So, in a way, we know him.

Jan-Jan rocked my world. And it’ll take nothing short of liberation that can put it back in place.

(I do hope that gays back home will do something about this. If gays abroad can do anything, I’ll put in what I can. Some ideas are here.)

4 comments:

Mugen said...

Don't worry. The hospital and its staff is under hellfire right now because of what happened. My mother's sister (who's a doctor) told us that the resident who's responsible in the OR has his/her license revoked. The nurses would also be debarred from their school.

Ever since the Montano scandal, the bloggers seems to be getting a lot of exposure in the country.

alimuom.atbp said...

salamat naman! me kakilala akong bading sa Nueva Ecija, pinagtripan ng mga adik taz pinasakan ng baterya ng flashlight ang wetpax. dead sya the next day! kumakatas na pala kasi ang baterya!

Turismoboi said...

kawawa naman talaga ung ginawa nila sa patient eh

parang mga demonyo, nagtatawanan pa

Gayzha said...

It is just a matter of asking -

Kung sila kaya ang naging bakla or lesbiana?

There should be some laws and structures in the Philippines to advocate and ensure rights of the gays and lesbians, kung wala pa.