I am a rebbetzin in a chassidic community. I am very well known and respected. I think this interview is a bad idea.
Let me think for a minute.
I think the right thing to say is that I have been attracted to women all my life. When I got married, I shut down that feeling. Of course I got married. NOBODY doesn't get married in my community, unless there is something very wrong with them.
I still have the attraction but I don't act on it. I have, ka"h, a big family. I told my oldest daughter and now she doesn't talk to me. She moved away. I don't think I should tell anyone else in my family.
Women ask my husband shaalos. Sometimes they are too shy to ask him and they ask me. From what I've seen, there are plenty of girls and women in my situation. I try to help them but there's not much I can say, besides, "It's normal. Do what you can to have a normal life."
My life is normal. But in Boro Park and other places, these days, there's a lot going on, a lot of people doing things behind closed doors that you wouldn't believe. It's no wonder the rabbonim are all roused up. But instead of addressing the problem where it starts, they keep on trying to make more and more restrictions. I don't think that helps. I think that makes the situation worse.
I met a woman like me. We were together. It was terrifying, but also the best. We broke up right away, because it's too dangerous. I see her in the street sometimes and I still think of her.
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Tuesday, 15 October 2013
Saturday, 12 October 2013
HUMBLE BELIEF: THE ORTHODOX TRANSWOMAN
D: I grew up modern orthodox in NYC area and I
got involved pretty early on in modern orthodox youth groups. At the time I was
living on the boy’s side of the mechitza, and I got a better Jewish education
than a lot of girls in the more black hat yeshivish circles.
I knew something was different about me.
Even in the modern Orthodox Jewish world, conformity is a very very good idea.
When it comes to religious doctrine, it’s a lot easier when those in authority
don’t have to think too hard about how you fit in. They want everyone to fit in
and stay Orthodox.
I was different and one of the pieces of
rhetoric that came at me was that certain things don’t happen to good Jews. For
example, did you know there are no Jewish homosexuals?
What
was your favourite piece of clothing when you were younger?
D: When I was 8, my best
female friend showed me a white dress that she was going to wear for the
Jewish holidays and I thought it was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen. I
wanted to be treated by my parents the way she was, as feminine. I wanted to be
able to express myself the way I wanted to. It was something about being girly.
I didn’t know exactly what it was. I was so jealous of my friend. It triggered
something. I held back on expressing that, an instinct not to say what I wanted to, because of fear
that bad things might happen.
What I owned, though, as a kid right before my bar
mitzvah, was a suit with a solid coloured jacket and it had a reversible vest
that matched 2 pairs of slacks and that was my first understanding of what
separates are, mix and match. I thought, variation is nice! I was not sensitive
to colours, but I did notice that girls' clothes had more colours than boys
clothes and I liked that.
D: My father is in the running, but I’m not
sure he was my favourite…
Oh my god, this is a hard question! Hmmm.
It’s strange but I can’t think of one. My father is definitely in the top three, though.
He was Ralph Kramden with a yarmulke, a guy who always wanted to be Mr Party, lampshade
on the head, almost anything for a laugh, scheming for how to make a buck,
and always losing, every single time, because he was not a business man.
What he was really great at was doing everything associated with the shul…he was a wonderful cantor and wonderful baal tefillah, and he could take any group of Jews and liven them up, just in a way of making things fun. People loved him for that, but also, a big part of him wanted to take complaisant Jews and make them a little happier. I admired that in him.
What he was really great at was doing everything associated with the shul…he was a wonderful cantor and wonderful baal tefillah, and he could take any group of Jews and liven them up, just in a way of making things fun. People loved him for that, but also, a big part of him wanted to take complaisant Jews and make them a little happier. I admired that in him.
How did your father react to you?
D: My father died before I came out to him.
Had he been alive, it would have killed him.
D: I was a whacky kid. I got bad reports home
from school. My father didn’t say anything about
it. He was not a macho guy himself. Guys drink beer and watch sports but he was
a good Jewish man who worked hard to support his family. I don’t think he
noticed much about me, but he definitely wanted me to fit in. He wanted me to
lead the prayer services. He grilled me for months before my bar mitzvah, and
he wanted me to be perfect. He taught me how to lein and I became good at it and I
liked it. I was an extension of him in Yiddishkeit. I was so and so’s kid, a good Jewish kid.
What about the rest of your family?
What about the rest of your family?
D: I have one older brother. I
haven’t talked to him in 22 years. He was not happy about me. He called me faggot and sissy and he accused me of being in love with my best friend, and I
don’t have much of a poker face for that kind of thing. My brother said I should
have the telephone surgically attached to my navel because I was on the phone with my friend so much. I don’t think he got the extent to which I
loved feminine things.
When I was thirteen, I read a book, Chaim Potok’s My Name is Asher Lev and it blew me away and it continues to blow me away. I understood something about the forbidden things in life. I
could never bring anything home. I ruled a lot of things out. I was afraid I
would get yelled at by my older brother, especially after my father died. My
brother took it upon himself to be my surrogate father, except he was nothing
like my father.
So I collected sports cards. I didn’t know much about the players, but this was an easy thing I could do to fit in.
So I collected sports cards. I didn’t know much about the players, but this was an easy thing I could do to fit in.
I was fourteen when my father died. It was for
the best. Because (sighs), he
probably would have seen how I was developing and would have tried to
counteract my effeminate behaviour and I don’t know what those measures would
have been.
In 6th through 8th grade, I was in a Jewish day school that was very strict, a black hat school, but I played the guitar. All the high school girls wanted to get to know me! I was a faggy kid who was making it with high school girls. The other boys had no idea how I did it.
In my high school year book, I was remembered for my little black book, the symbol for someone who had a lot of girls' phone numbers. Meanwhile, in truth, I was the faggy kid who liked girl things. I was nowhere near as cute as the modern gay boys are, but still…
In 6th through 8th grade, I was in a Jewish day school that was very strict, a black hat school, but I played the guitar. All the high school girls wanted to get to know me! I was a faggy kid who was making it with high school girls. The other boys had no idea how I did it.
In my high school year book, I was remembered for my little black book, the symbol for someone who had a lot of girls' phone numbers. Meanwhile, in truth, I was the faggy kid who liked girl things. I was nowhere near as cute as the modern gay boys are, but still…
D: Oh my g-d! In 1980, I met someone who was out, frum
and gay. I was shocked. He worked in a very gay place. I was
astounded. I
was frightened AND thrilled. I’d never met anyone like that.
In 1985, I met another frum gay man. I told
him that I had a yarmulke in my pocket, and this was old hat to him. He said
“You are not alone” and I couldn’t believe it. I started out as a gay boy, and I went
to these gay Jewish boys and met the first victims of pray away the gay. They’d
been told they should pray and marry and have children and all this nonsense
would go away, but all that ended up happening was that they ruined their own
lives, the lives of their ex-wives and the lives of the kids. It wasn’t easy
and it left scars on the gay men.
In 1987, I walked away from the frum world. I stopped being observant for 22 years. I was afraid that if I came
out as a gay boy and was told to pray away the gay, I would end up like those
people, I would end up like those men, angry, hating Judaism. And I didn’t hate
Judaism.
In 1997, this whirlwind of a person
decided to create things for Orthodox trans people because there were none. And she
created the Dina List (link) which still exists in what we now call a list
serve for Orthodox and Orthodox-friendly trans people. She and I were best friends.
There is no stopping her. She’s brilliant. She has a great mind for studying
Torah and for analysis and for getting to the heart of Jewish history and law.
She found a little known decision from a major rabbi that said that with post operative
transsexuals what you see is what you get. The target gender is their
gender. Dina List starways.net/beth/tzitz.html
In 1997, I kept on saying it can’t be done and I walked away, but there were people who managed to
live an Orthodox life. That's inspiring.
My rebbe lived an orthodox life, and there
were others too…there was one person who came from a black hat yeshiva and all
her friends knew, and it was a scandal, because she transitioned in place where she
lived. She had guts! She was a role model and she was smart and articulate and
lovely and all these things that I wanted to be, and I started to feel classic
Jewish guilt, that these people were managing to be Orthodox and I wasn’t. At the
time, I lived in walking distance from two really great shuls. Why didn’t I just
go? I made a deal with G-d. It was a one sided deal because G-d never agreed. I said I would start going to shul and that if anyone made a fuss at any shul, I was out
and I was not coming back.
If a fuss was made, it was too quiet for me
to hear about it. No one told me I couldn’t come or that I should be on the
other side of the mechitza. I am still shocked that no one has ever made a
fuss. In several cases, I recognized people I knew from before, when I was in yeshiva, and I couldn’t say hello, because that
could be a triggering incident. I had decided that I would be modest and not
out myself in shul.
D: I’m back to where I was as a kid. That’s my
comfort level. Only I’m a little bit more enlightened. I see the depth. As an
adult, the religion means something deeper to me.
Do you have a partner?
D: I really want someone Jewish, someone orthodox. And that’s a possibility now. There’s a community.
D: I really want someone Jewish, someone orthodox. And that’s a possibility now. There’s a community.
D: In a relationship there are things
that create life, like shabbos. Without that, the relationship stagnates. I
want a relationship in which Judaism can prosper. In which I am not lonely.
Feeling lonely in your own home is not a good feeling.
D: The Jewish community will talk. Most frum
guys would be scared of being with a trans woman, and Jewish geography would out
us in a minute, even if we moved. Any frum guy who would take me into his
community, it would raise eyebrows. I think the Jews would hurt me, they would hurt
him.
With a trans woman and a lesbian in the orthodox world, they can just pretend that we are “roommates”. “Roommates” is a way to fly under the radar. You can find some acceptance even if people know. Do volunteer work at your synagogue, they won’t kick you out. Be a good Jew, become part of the community, it becomes much harder to throw you away. A guy, a straight marriage, would be far more problematic. There are plenty of examples of lesbian couples who have managed to stay in their frum communities and stay frum.
With a trans woman and a lesbian in the orthodox world, they can just pretend that we are “roommates”. “Roommates” is a way to fly under the radar. You can find some acceptance even if people know. Do volunteer work at your synagogue, they won’t kick you out. Be a good Jew, become part of the community, it becomes much harder to throw you away. A guy, a straight marriage, would be far more problematic. There are plenty of examples of lesbian couples who have managed to stay in their frum communities and stay frum.
D: The Orthodox community hasn’t gotten past
the gay thing yet, but at least we are in queue, they’ve seen glimpses of it
with Joy Ladin. The Rabbis still operate on the belief that heterosexuality is the paradigm,
therefore if you like men, you must be a woman, or some variant thereof. A trans woman
liking another woman is challenging. They can’t get their heads around it.
At the Chabad house in Carlsbad, California, there is a non-gendered space in the shul. The population demanded it. So that's great!
At the Chabad house in Carlsbad, California, there is a non-gendered space in the shul. The population demanded it. So that's great!
What makes you sad?
D: Not being able to find love.
D: Too many things to come up with an honest
response. But here’s one thing: Complete rejection by the Orthodox community. Because
then I will go back to having no spiritual life. There is no stepping down. I
want my Orthodox spiritual life.
D: The idea that we have a direct connection
to G-d and that He listens even if he doesn’t grant every wish. We still know
He hears us and the requests go through.
D: The prospect of being loved, and the
ability to make people laugh. Hearing sincere thanks from someone I have
helped.
D: I saw it on a bumper sticker many years
ago. It said "G-d protect me from Your followers." It’s the greatest prayer I’ve
ever heard. Please stop listening to rabbis who say hateful things. They are
dangerous. Call them on their bull sh*t. Don’t let them substitute political concerns
for human concerns.
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Wednesday, 2 October 2013
UNLESS WE ARE KIND
R: From the time I was twelve, my
neighbourhood was all chassidic. It was a chabad neighbourhood, with a lot of orthodox
people, and also a lot of Israeli immigrants, and religious sefardim. I didn’t
know any gay people at all then, much less gay Jews. Since then, I figured out
that I knew gay people even then. My best friend first came out as bisexual and
then came out as gay!
My grandparents had a drug store and considered themselves very modern, though they were observant. They kept kosher but they weren’t as observant as the people I know now. My brothers and cousins were all sent to cheder, but I didn’t get to do the Jewish milestones or have a Jewish education because I was disabled. I’ve talked to a lot of other disabled Jews who had the same experience. I was very jealous of my brothers.
In high school, I planned to make aliyah. I memorized a lot of Hebrew songs and poems and prayers. I still mostly know my prayers by the music. I can lose my place without the songs. I got into Betzalel (Art college in Israel) but it was right at the time of the bus bombings, and my family wouldn’t let me go. I was heartbroken. Three years after that, they ended up letting my little brother go, and once again, I missed out on Jewish exposure.
NO FAIR!
In my last year of high school, I met a lesbian. She was sitting in her station wagon, and I stood there staring at her and I really wanted to go up and talk with her and go sit with her in the station wagon. I felt very confused. I don’t even know that I was attracted to her, but I couldn’t stop looking at her for some reason.
My grandparents had a drug store and considered themselves very modern, though they were observant. They kept kosher but they weren’t as observant as the people I know now. My brothers and cousins were all sent to cheder, but I didn’t get to do the Jewish milestones or have a Jewish education because I was disabled. I’ve talked to a lot of other disabled Jews who had the same experience. I was very jealous of my brothers.
In high school, I planned to make aliyah. I memorized a lot of Hebrew songs and poems and prayers. I still mostly know my prayers by the music. I can lose my place without the songs. I got into Betzalel (Art college in Israel) but it was right at the time of the bus bombings, and my family wouldn’t let me go. I was heartbroken. Three years after that, they ended up letting my little brother go, and once again, I missed out on Jewish exposure.
NO FAIR!
In my last year of high school, I met a lesbian. She was sitting in her station wagon, and I stood there staring at her and I really wanted to go up and talk with her and go sit with her in the station wagon. I felt very confused. I don’t even know that I was attracted to her, but I couldn’t stop looking at her for some reason.
In college, I moved into a chavurah for almost
two years, and it was very observant, shomer shabbos, kosher, we kept all the
holidays. There were nine of us. We were a quarter mile from the Hillel and we
became one of the community rallying centers for the University. One guy from
Poland spoke fluent Yiddish and we had decent folk musicians and dancers. It
was really joyous. We had giant shabbos dinners every week and the house would
just explode with people. Once, I spent two solid days making blintzes for
Purim.
What is your family like?
R: I have two brothers. One is eighteen months
younger than I am. He’s observant, and he was the lay rabbi at the Cheyenne Air
Force Base, right next to the mountain where the nuclear missiles are. They
only had a handful of Jews, and he ran the services for years.
My other brother was the one who was went to
Israel when he was a kid. When I met his fiancé, I told her about my
wife. My brother’s fiancĂ© was very upset. She kept saying that G-d wanted me to
get married and have children.
Puppy blintz...er...blitz
I told her I had surgery when I was a teenager that meant I could not have children. “What does God want me to do now?” I asked, and she said, “G-d still wants you to get married and have children.” It was crazy! I felt like I’d been betrayed.
Puppy blintz...er...blitz
I told her I had surgery when I was a teenager that meant I could not have children. “What does God want me to do now?” I asked, and she said, “G-d still wants you to get married and have children.” It was crazy! I felt like I’d been betrayed.
Recently, I was supposed to visit my
brother and his six children, but when I told him I was coming with my partner,
he said I can’t come. He said that his kids would not accept me. He said they
would be furious. It makes me upset: What’s worse? Either that statement that his kids wouldn't accept me isn’t
true and he’s just making up a story to keep me away, or it IS true, and he’s fine
with that kind of behaviour!
I try not to generalize and think that it’s
a reflection on the religion. I’m part of the larger Jewish community and I don’t generally
get exposed to this kind of behaviour. I’ve began to think about prejudice and
frum Jews: gays and Jews aren’t two tastes that go great together!
In the past, I just thought that it was specific to his dedicated asshole-ism, rather than a more general feature of Judaism, but now I’m not so sure.
In the past, I just thought that it was specific to his dedicated asshole-ism, rather than a more general feature of Judaism, but now I’m not so sure.
Was
there anything that changed your negative view of the connection between being
gay and Yiddishkeit?
R: I’ve always felt in some ways detached from
Judaism because of the early message that I wasn’t worth educating. Not a warm
and cuddly relationship.
Tiger roll blintz
Then I met this frum gay woman and I started learning a lot more about what happens to frum Jews who are gay.Bad hair blintzes
What is your understanding of the way the community treats Frum Gay People(FGPs)?
R: The reactions that come the way of frum gay
Jews when they come out are similar to other communities. I don’t know if you
can trace it to the holocaust, because of the pressure to reproduce and make up
for the lost Jews. We have always been so familiar, and we rely on each other
for everything. Our insular ethos intensifies a lot of things. You can see that
in a lot of other communities where people have been ghettoized and forced out
of the general community.
My partner has just written a book about gay steel workers, Anne Balay's Steel Closets and its similar because in the steel mill, it’s a continuous life and death situation, constant hard core risk, death by fire, and so people are there for each other. You have to absolutely trust that the person you are working with is going to lay down their life for you. Orthodox Judaism is a bit like that historically: All the external threats create this intense situation of life or death.
My partner has just written a book about gay steel workers, Anne Balay's Steel Closets and its similar because in the steel mill, it’s a continuous life and death situation, constant hard core risk, death by fire, and so people are there for each other. You have to absolutely trust that the person you are working with is going to lay down their life for you. Orthodox Judaism is a bit like that historically: All the external threats create this intense situation of life or death.
In that situation, everyone has to be all
doing the same thing, or there is this fear that it’s all going to blow apart.
It’s a lot of pressure, and that’s what causes homophobia in both places. There
is a fear that gay Jews, or gay steel workers, aren’t really working on the same
project because the gayness sets them apart. They become symbols of unreliable community membership, partially
because there is secrecy involved. If you are under duress, you can’t rely on
their honesty, and so you create distance. Then it becomes challenging to become
a community member of the larger society (whether Jewish or steel mill) and do
the milestones. If you aren’t doing the same steps as everyone else, what can
they do with you? They are really homogenous communities.
It’s only a very recent idea that gay
people have children. Very recent. Until the last ten or twenty years, it’s mostly been people who were
in straight marriages and then came out afterwards who brought kids into the
gay community. And that sets gay people outside the community, as outsiders.
That’s like disabled people too, being forcibly kept out of the reproductive
community, and as such outside of cultural acceptance.
Are you calling me a FRUIT?
Do you think it’s possible or will be possible for frum gay Jews to live a meaningful spiritual life, and how does that speak to what you just said, about the internal pressures of closed societies?
Do you think it’s possible or will be possible for frum gay Jews to live a meaningful spiritual life, and how does that speak to what you just said, about the internal pressures of closed societies?
R: There’s an essential problem. Of course it’s possible. The "otherness" of being gay is transformed by the community at large. It takes a
while but it always filters down. The
problem I see is because of the density of text in Judaism. If you are orthodox, you
have an enormous legacy of interpretation, and on a certain level, there will
be resistance to reinterpretation.
I think this ongoing legacy of interpretation is amazing and if anyone can do it, we can. But the project is exhausting, and there have been a lot of losses in the meantime, a lot of lost people who gave up from exhaustion and left the religion.
I think this ongoing legacy of interpretation is amazing and if anyone can do it, we can. But the project is exhausting, and there have been a lot of losses in the meantime, a lot of lost people who gave up from exhaustion and left the religion.
Are you afraid of anything?
R: Being in love. Stephen King, you haven’t written about scary until you have written about being in love. Letting someone else define the parameters of your love…that’s not so easy.
R: Being in love. Stephen King, you haven’t written about scary until you have written about being in love. Letting someone else define the parameters of your love…that’s not so easy.
R: It’s the same thing I’d as of any religious
community. Please try to remember that kindness should be the centre of belief.
What is the point of being religious, if it’s not to remind yourself to be
kind. Religion is a giant string around the finger, just to bring your
attention to that one point.
And if there is a G-d, I can’t imagine he’d want anything to do with us unless we are kind.
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And if there is a G-d, I can’t imagine he’d want anything to do with us unless we are kind.
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Disclaimer: No blintzes were harmed in the making of this interview
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