Queerness and exile

I’ve been thinking this week along some of the same lines as Rachel’s post from yesterday. I’d like to add a few thoughts to hers, starting on the subject of religion but then generalizing.

Last week I went to a panel discussion on queer youth and religion where one speaker, Professor Mark Jordan, talked about the concept of exile. Religion typically exiles queer youth, he said, either permanently or, in the case of even quite liberal Protestant denominations, by saying “Go away and become who you are, figure out your sexuality, and come back when you’re an out-and-proud adult and we’ll make room for you.” Along the lines of Rachel’s plea to make things better now, Jordan said the church had to figure out how not to make exile from religion a condition of growing up queer in the church.

Certainly I experienced coming out as, partly, a journey of exile from the religion I grew up in and, to a lesser but important extent, from my family and from my geographical and class origins as well. Despite the experience of many queer youth today, despite Times articles about being out in middle school and so forth, the coming-out-as-exile model is still the experience for many, many young people. In fact, it’s the model behind Dan Savage’s campaign. I listen to his podcast sometimes while I’m at the gym and I’ve heard the calls he takes from queer kids living in stifling small towns who are afraid they will never be able to express their sexuality or even be free from physical threat or emotional abuse or coercion. The pain in their voices sometimes stops my breath.

Pain is part of what this exile is about. As we hear about each suicide by a queer young person, we remember that these tragic deaths are just the tip of the iceberg of pain experienced by queer youth. Young people are taunted, bullied, assaulted, rejected by friends and family, and threatened with damnation for exhibiting sexual or gender nonconformity, and it all hurts. And to get away from the pain, it makes sense to run away as soon as you can.

But there’s another contributing cause to the exile, I think. Jordan and another panelist or two talked about how churches, all except maybe the Unitarians, do basically nothing about educating or talking to queer youth about how their sexuality — that is, their sexual desires and expressions — can be an integrated, even celebrated, part of their religious lives. I would suggest this is just a specific instance of a much more general issue.

One way to think of the issue is this: Different disempowered and/or minority groups have different features — some similarities and some differences. Women, for example, are oppressed as a group despite comprising slightly more than half of the population, while many other groups are oppressed in part because they are minorities. LGBTQ individuals (treating them as a single class here) are different from members of most other minority groups in that they’re almost always born into families that are not members of the same group. Queer children have straight parents and straight siblings, for the most part. (This is something we have in common with most people with disabilities.)

This analysis is not meant to compare hardships of different oppressed groups but merely to illuminate a particular feature of queerness. A girl usually has a mother to teach her how to survive as a woman in a man’s world; an African-American child usually has an African-American family and community to offer support and help in dealing with racism. But queer kids usually don’t have this kind of familial and community support. And the often-“invisible” nature of queerness as difference can compound this lack of support.

Another reason to go into exile, then, is to find your own people, your tribe. There may be secrets and skills for living as a queer person that you can only learn from other queer people, perhaps living in an urban mecca or going to a certain type of university. A sort of “queer nationalist” perspective might say that for this kind of reason, queer kids will always have to leave their families of origin, even if they are not subjected to the abuse and pain that mark the worst of the experiences of queer youth today. And of course, some degree of pain might be simply inherent in the situation of growing up queer in a straight family of origin.

(For all the pain I experienced growing up queer in less-than-supportive circumstances, I really value the perspectives and strengths that exile has given me. That’s probably the subject of another post.)

I’m optimistic, though, that exile per se isn’t a necessary part of the experience of growing up queer. We can make it possible for queer young people to grow up and learn about their own differences without becoming cut off from their origins. But this requires, I suspect, a wide-ranging societal conversation about sexuality and gender that has barely begun. And, just to get back to where we started, most organized religion in the United States is actively hindering this conversation, and thus continuing to hurt queer kids.

8 responses to “Queerness and exile”

  1. swells says:

    Dave and Rachel: I just want to thank you both for your articulate and thought-provoking posts. I have read many many things on this topic in the past month–none, I don’t think, as effective as either of your articles (except perhaps the one Rachel linked to about masculinity and acceptance, which was equally useful). Thanks for speaking out about it in such new and thoughtful ways.

  2. jeremy says:

    I also just wanted to express appreciation for these (seriously under-commented) posts over the last few days. I don’t have anything to add to the discussion, which is why I haven’t commented, but they were both so thoughtful, so interesting, and ultimately so heartbreakingly effective…

  3. Stella says:

    Love this. Not least because Bronski Beat was the symbol of contemporary gay culture when I came out in the 80s and yes, I saw them in college. Although I can’t remember if I went with my gay best boyfriend when I was still straight or if if I went with my gay best boyfriend when I had come out. But I remember dancing a lot.

    You don’t have to thank me for honing in on the most superficial aspect of the post.

    Also, what is interesting for a lot of British young LGBTQ (and other Europeans?) is that we’re so secular that the exile from religion is not such a challenging piece of coming out, although certainly present in the cultural narrative around being gay. In fact, so many youth in my day immediately dropped any last vestiges of religious identity the moment they got to college, that any act that defied religious convention was an empowerment and something shared among all youth.

  4. swells says:

    Oh no worries, Stella; I love that aspect of it too. When I lived in London in the ’80s, I once met Jimmy Sommerville at a pub. I have his autograph on a Silk Cut packet. Can you telllll me whyyyyyyy?

  5. Stella says:

    OMG! And Silk Cut to boot! Those were my totally wimpy cigarettes of choice.

  6. Tangentially:

    Growing up barely religious, and never damagingly so, in a midsize southern town where I should have been targeted for abuse but never was, I had to make my own exile. Which is to say, I wasn’t fleeing anything very specific, but I needed exile anyway. (In my head it’s always about Audrey Hepburn in Sabrina, Audrey Hepburn doing her best to act plain for the first act of the movie until Sabrina goes off to Paris and becomes, well, Audrey Hepburn. I had to go to bigger and sometimes tougher places to actualize my AH nature. A work in progress.)

    I think what I’m getting at is that I wasn’t exiled as a gay person, but perhaps as a queer in the uselessly broadest sense. As you wrote, an exile from family and class origins–but it could have been comfortable never to leave either, and occasionally, at my worst, I wish I hadn’t; wish I had stayed home instead of finding my own necessary exile. In the fantasy, I lack certain qualities I have now and take a certain pride in, but I’m one of those people who is easily, happily comfortable with my folks and has lived in one home for more than three years and never feels like a foreigner in his own environment, trying to pass as a local.

    I did go into exile, picking a bigger and more dangerous (in some sense) place each time. I found my tribe–I might have found other gays back home, but I don’t know that I would have found, y’know, snobs, freaks, people with unacceptable views, people who know the fantasy of staying home will never work.

    Maybe I’m not writing/responding about the suicides and their implications directly because it makes me feel helpless and collectively doomed. (Are things getting better?) Oh or maybe just because you guys have already done it so eloquently I can just leave it at that.

  7. A White Bear says:

    It’s lame to post a video in response to this, but if you haven’t seen this Fort Worth city council member’s speech, you should. It seems important to me that our notions of what queer life looks like should be broadened. As a friend of mine in Kansas recently put it on Facebook, is it part of the “gay lifestyle” if he eats a bunch of chips and watches the football game with his husband before taking a nap on the couch?

  8. autumn says:

    Do many religions openly talk about sexuality in any terms?