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Tuesday, May 28, 2019

The Medieval DSM: Teaching On Medieval Disability & Transgender


"Jo l'ai tolte desnaturee"
[I have completely de-natured them]

Roman de Silence
Heldris of Cornwall
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In her book, She's Not There: A Life In Two Genders, transgender author and English professor, Jennifer Boylan, recalls, "One day I was stopped in the hall by a professor of medieval literature... I knew it would be good because scholars of this period seem to be required by the Modern Language Association to be absolutely insane." Now, attending the medieval congress at Kalamazoo may only reinforce this notion that we are all at least a little bit insane. Indeed, I am not here to dispute Boylan’s claim. Instead, I wish to put forth the intersection of transgender studies, disability studies, and medieval studies as a productive sort of crazy-making. Admittedly, my own professional well-being depends somewhat on the premise that all this madness means something significant in the end. In particular, I propose the thesis that medieval approaches to gender and madness may productively contribute to a wider education on disability and transgender studies. Specifically, I would like to outline a pedagogical movement whereby we move students from a knowledge as a possession which might be hoarded and represented by compendiums such as the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM) towards a medieval model of knowledge as a process which depends on a lyrical and dialectical dialogue between multiple authorities, which I call the medieval DSM. Now, many of us here today might contend that given the DSM is called the Bible of Psychology, then the Bible is the medieval Bible of the Psyche. Yet I will demonstrate through a lesson from my seminars, “Monsters & Disability” “Queer Christianity,” and “Beyond Male & Female,” using the debate between nature, nurture, reason, and will from Roman de Silence as the sandbox for discussion, that the medieval DSM might be best translated as the medieval dialectical storytelling method.

While I’ve taught the medieval DSM in a few classes, as I just mentioned, it perhaps is most important for my Disability seminar at Case Western Reserve University which tends to have a higher number of pre-med, nursing, biology, and psychology majors attending the institution’s well known medical schools and working in their hospitals. For these students, lecture courses are the cornerstone with knowledge gained extensively through note-taking, cram sessions, and multiple choice tests based on large compendiums of knowledge like the DSM. For them and the other students of this STEM university, the treatment of knowledge as a process which involves multiple competing perspectives challenges the models of knowledge as object which has made them successful thus far in their studies. Indeed, many regard transgender as an inappropriate topic to study in a disability seminar because it is seen as too political or too based on in the social constructionist models of gender studies, not hard science. Yet lessons such as the medieval DSM used to discuss texts like Roman de Silence challenges their definitions of disability, gender, and epistemology, or how we know what we know. 


For those who are not familiar, Le Roman de Silence is a 13th century French chivalric romance about a trans masculine knight by Heldris of Cornwall. In the narrative, Sir Silence is born in a society that does not allow women to inherit property, so when he are born without a penis, his parents elect to raise him as a son in order to protect his right to inherit their estate. This runs smoothly until he reaches adolescence at which time he becomes aware that he is not like other boys. At this point, Nature and Nurture arrive to debate with him over whether or not he should continue to follow his nurturing to live as a trans masculine male or to follow nature’s decree that he live as a woman. The two sides go back and forth until Reason arrives to offer another and perhaps a higher authority perspective. And in the end, the choice falls to the will of Silence who elects to live as a man, which he does for many years. 


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Nature

Now, when my students hear that we will be discussing transgender in a disability seminar, they expect lectures in line with the discourse of Nature in the story. They expect me to provide them with medical information which informs them first whether or not being transgender is a disability and if it is what sort of health care may be involved. When I hand them this medieval poem, they get confused. This is not the exchange of knowledge-rich professor giving data to knowledge-consuming student. Instead, I am challenging them to think dialectically, considering the natural sciences alongside those of culture, philosophy, and ethics. Even worse, I am challenging them to engage in this dialectical debate of thesis, antithesis and synthesis through narrative. Doing this is key however to growing their perspectives on transgender and disability from being a collection of facts to being a collection of facts, cultures, ideologies, and choices. By getting them to see transgender and disability as ongoing dialectical narratives, I can show them not only how understandings of gender of the mind, body, and soul have evolved over the centuries but help them to question modern definitions and diagnoses. 


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Nurture

For instance, the debate between nature and nurture are present throughout modern medical treatment of transgender people. This dialectic hit a powerful anti-thesis in the 1990s with the passage of the Americans with Disabilities Act that codified many protections and rights of people with disabilities while also including a clause which first disregards homosexuality as not being a disability or disorder and yet including transgender as being a disorder yet one not deserving of protection or support. Trans diagnoses were listed in this clause alongside pedophilia and bestiality. Indeed, we see this debate occurring today with the Trump administration considering transgender too much of disability and thus marking trans people as not fit to serve while also removing healthcare protections so as to allow anti-transgender insurers and doctors to refuse to cover what they consider to be a life-style and not a disability.

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Super-Nature
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While the American Medical Association, American Psychological Association, the American Psychiatric Association and dozens of other authorities consider gender dysphoria a valid medical condition deserving of care and yet not one that inhibits a person’s ability to serve, the refusal to recognize the natural facts of trans life are often follows super-natural or spiritual authorities. In Silence we see this escalation from nurture and nature to the super-natural with the arrival of Reason. Here the medieval DSM makes students productively uncomfortable again by challenging them to consider their own first principles, belief systems, and ideological biases. The gender binary that anti-LGBT politicians medical providers promote is not based in science or history but in the philosophical fallacies of pre-determined outcomes. This flawed logical doctrine that there are only two genders causes doctors to operate on intersex children in order to force these exceptions to this binary back into the binary, rather than recognizing that their binary is disproven by the biodiversity of chromosomes, hormones, phenotypes, and neuro-types. 

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Liberty

With natural sciences, cultural nurturing, and ideological rationales considered, modern and medieval scholars will often come to conclusions before stopping to consider that the debate Silence has four members of this dialectical storytelling and not three. While Nature, Nurture, and Reason all make their cases, in the end the decision falls to Silence. Silence choses to live as a trans man. The significance of this decision is highlighted both by the thousands of lines of narrative that extols Sir Silence living his best life but also in the tragedy that ends the story when Silence undergoes a sort of forced to live as a woman by the natural authority of Nature, the cultural authority of the King, and the Super-Natural Logos of Merlin. This tension between the start and end of Silence’s narrative marks how disability and transgender studies is more than just the natural or social sciences debate over what someone is but over the ethical question of who and how we empower trans and crip people to make decisions about their own lives.

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In the end, Le Roman de Silence is an effective tool at not only teaching students about medieval transgender and disability but in understanding a different way of knowing through the medieval DSM. Knowing as a dialectical storytelling method not only teaches students about medieval ways of analyzing differences in body and mind, but in challenging them to reconsider how they know what disability and transgender mean. I firmly believe that critical thinking itself may be defined by this ability to have multiple voices and perspectives in mind at once (whether or not one allegorizes them) and being able to synthesize factual, cultural, epistemological and ethical decisions based on them. This multiplicity of voices is often absent in social media and politics which put us all into echo-chambers where our favorite authorities pass down truths which repeat themselves through retweets, likes, and shares. The ability to sit in a classroom and synthesize perspectives into a shared narrative of knowledge is more important now than ever.

Thus, I return to the quotation offer by my trans sister and fellow scholar of literature, Jennifer Boylan, when she says that “scholars of this period seem to be required by the Modern Language Association to be absolutely insane." In a modern world where modes of thinking are defined by in-groups and out-groups, those who believe or disbelieve the same science, who share or reject the same cultures, who believe or disbelieve the same super-natural authorities, and who approve or condemn the same sorts of choices, maybe this era and our classrooms need more medieval insanity if that insanity means being able to think on multiple levels at once. Being able to at once play the games of the enemy and win, or else to know enough to refuse to play games which are rigged against you, may mean not only the difference between an A or a B grades but can be life-saving for trans and crip people who often find themselves at the mercy of ever changing authorities who try to decide what our lives mean and what our choices me be, and can perhaps be the difference between a livable and an unlivable life for them and others.

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Sunday, November 30, 2014

The Hanging Tree: Remembering the Transgender Community


"Are you, are you coming to the tree,
wear a necklace of hope,
side by side with me?"

The Hanging Tree
Suzanne Collins

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End Times

On the last day of Transgender History Month, I wake up early to the scripture set for Sunday, November 30th, in Catholic and Congregational churches is the Gospel of Mark 13:1-37. In it, Jesus prophesies the hard days ahead. In particular, the author of Mark is living in the wake of the destruction of the Jewish temple in Jerusalem by the Roman government. But Jesus's words extend further. "Be watchful! Be alert!" he warns, "Nation will rise against nation and kingdom against kingdom. There will be earthquakes from place to place and there will be famines. These are the beginnings of the labor pains."  (Mark 13: 8-33). These are chastening words to hear in November as the Liturgical Year is coming to an end. Indeed, the final days of the Christian cycle always dwells on Apocalyptic visions. This is not for reasons of despair but to remind those who have heard the scripture throughout the year that the revolution of values proposed means great difficulty for all involved. These endings are also new beginnings, "labor pains." When this month is over and Advent begins, the tone shifts from despair to hope and anticipation. "Woe to pregnant women and nursing mothers in those days. Pray that this does not happen in winter," (Mark 13: 17-18) strikes with palpable warning of the destruction that comes before the story resets with the birth of Jesus at Christmas and the restart of the Liturgical year.

Revolutions must be prepared for divisiveness, those who will set "nation... against nation and kingdom against kingdom." A radical collectivity, such as the community Jesus modeled in the 1st century CE calls us not to give in to such divisions but to always seek out the other, the poor and the marginalized as our kindred . These mounting deaths and systematic violence can feel impossible to overcome. “They will hand you over to the courts. You will be beaten in synagogues. You will be arraigned before governors and kings because of me, as a witness before them," Jesus warns (Mark 13:9). The places where the law is read, justice is carried out, power is ordered can all be turned against us with the aim to divide and conquer. These are the Hanging Trees of Myers, Cleveland, Ferguson, Panem and we might add Jerusalem and Golgotha. When Mark is writing his Gospel, he knows not only how the Jewish and Christian communities will be split and fragmented but how Jesus, who he writes speaking these words, will soon find himself on a "hanging tree" of the Roman government. Jesus hangs on his tree and calls for others to follow him. This may mean hanging side by side with those we are told are criminals, boundary crossers, revolutionaries, but they are our fellow victims of a system which opens wide to hang us all. It is this "hanging tree" (the Cross/Crucifix) that becomes a symbol for hope but one that does not hide the scars of those who have died before us.

Getting out of bed on this day, the Transgender Day of Remembrance, can be that much harder when reading literature that claims that "It Gets Better" only after it gets much much worse. Yet by considering such days in context provides a reason and an impetus for action. Apocalyptic literature is a genre defined by endings. By its structure it asks the question I am asking: how do we move on when the past and the future is filled with destruction of all the things and people we love? When all things come to an end, our systems, our communities, our own lives, will it mean anything? The challenge to remember the trans community is to work for a world that we may not see. We may never reach the promised land, the utopia at the end of the revolution, and that stresses how important it is that we do not work for ourselves. If these are "labor pains" then it is possible and likely many of us will not live through the birthing process. Even more, transgender narratives teach us that things often do not become themselves until some time after our initial birth. The future requires rearing as well as midwifing. Remembering the trans community may mean that those who inherit the world that we build may look radically different than us and those who have come before us. "Be watchful! Be alert!" Transformation demands nothing less than an act of love without predetermining or categorizing or fixing what and who our beloved people may become and what or who may be included.

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Re-membering Transgender

Can you remember Yaz'min Shansez? Pictured below, Yaz'min was a thirty-one years old trans woman of color who lived in Myers, Florida. If you were walking down a particular alley on June 19th, you would have seen her body laying behind a garbage bin, filling the private drive with the smell of burning flesh. If you were there a little earlier, you would have seen her body being set on fire. Can you re-member that? Can you bring back a member of the trans community? Are you, are you going stand in her place?

The month of November has been marked as Transgender History Month, with Nov. 20th set as Transgender Remembrance Day. Now that this period has come to an end, I ask, what did we remember? Remembering seems to suggest that we are bringing back something that we have forgotten. Certainly the lives and deaths of trans persons around the world go duly unnoticed, buried under the more accessible headlines of cisgender victims. For the intentionally transphobic, there is an active practice of dismembering or misremembering the trans community. There are those who actively pull the trigger, strangle the throat, or burn the flesh. Then there are those who passively accept the death of trans persons as the natural consequence of transgressing boundaries. These are the systematically transphobic; no special feeling or thought is required to participate in this mode of diminishing the membership of the trans community. The less that is done or thought, the more effective the erasure.

Can you remember Betty Skinner? Pictured below, Betty was a fifty-two year old disabled trans woman, living confined to a senior assisted living complex in Cleveland, Ohio, where she was found dead. Unable to leave her bed during the attack, much less the violent environment, Betty's life ended when her head was bashed in. Controlled, bound, and alone, no one was there to help Betty nor to identify her murderers. The police have no leads or suspects. Can you re-member what so many turned their back on? Can you re-collect the divided and secluded members of the trans community? Are you, are you able to feel the chains of disability?

Remembering is not merely about intentionality. It is not about a special feeling or thought. It is about re-collecting fragments of a divided and erased history. It is about re-membering a community that is decimated on such a daily basis, that the reported deaths of transgender persons this year come close to matching number of days in 2014. Suddenly, such a systematic remembrance may appear impossible. How do we re-write a history that has not been written? How do we resurrect those denied a livable life? Many of these wounds will never heal. The best alternative we have may be to help them scar. We can do this by being the voice of the forgotten and being the bodies of the dismembered. This does not mean standing in the spot light and speaking for a vulnerable community (and the dead are in many respects particularly and politically vulnerable). This means re-directing the spot-light to those who need it and standing in the shadows, in the margins, in the place of the forgotten. It means remembering the transgender community by becoming an active member of it. This does not necessarily mean transforming ones body or gender presentation, but it does mean changing one's relations and one's politics. It means not viewing the oppression and violence as something that happens to "them" but as the potential for power and resistance that happens through "us."



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Are You Politically Trans*?


This November was more than Transgender History Month, it saw the return of two revolutions, one real and one imagined. The Transgender Law Center remembered, as the protests flooded the streets after the Virginia Supreme Court washed its hands of the blood of the murder of a black youth, "What’s happening in Ferguson cannot be understood outside of the deeply troubling context of systemic oppression in policing in the United States. Nearly half of Black transgender people have been incarcerated at some time, and only 35% of trans people report that they feel comfortable seeking police assistance... It is clear that these realities are not just a few problems with a system that otherwise works" (Transgender Law Center). What we read in these words is the work of a alternative mode of history. By recording the intersection of violences, a critical solidarity grows. This does not conflate race and gender, but rather acknowledges a shared political community founded on shared positionality and power. We hear this multiplicity, an existence between and across boundaries of identity that characterizes a critical trans politics, echoing through our imagined communities. We hear the drums in hearts of Myers, Cleveland, and Ferguson, providing the rhythm to music in "The Hanging Tree" from The Hunger Games: the Mockingjay Part 1, released November 19th (right before Transgender Remembrance Day). Sung in a fictionalized future for the United States, the song recollects the histories of lynchings that have brought together disparate communities to stand against not only the ideas but the physical systems that works to divide interconnected lives into more easily managed sections, often tracing along and encouraging perceived differences in gender, race, ability, and class.

"Are you, are you, coming to the tree?" the song begins, perhaps not merely repeating a plea to its audience but directing its plea to more than one audience. "They strung up a man, They say who murdered three," the song continues. Again, the use of repetition, the reference to an unnamed "they," emphasizes not only the many actions of an actor but the plurality of actors. This is about a system, a system which claims to speak for justice but casting a shadow of doubt at what "they say." "Strange things did happen here, No stranger would it be," concludes the first stanza, "If we met at midnight, In the hanging tree." Yet again, repetition uses rhythm to destabilize what we think we know about the invoked "strange" or "stranger." What has happened before, history, seems to continue to play itself out, perhaps forecasting our own future. This turn from "a man" to "they" and finally to a "we" brought together by a shared "strangeness" creates a formula for the movement across differences in time and identity towards a collectivity. Even if one feels alienated by the distinctiveness of the events of one lynching, in the fullness of time the system may just as well swallow us all. The logic of the "they" that seems to generate its own justifications.

The operation of the song is to produce a sense that "the Hanging Tree" is not the plight of any one "man" or the weapon of any one "they" but collectively "Our Hanging Tree" where systems devour its own operators. This flipping of the script potentially cuts both ways. Not only might be find ourselves at times the victims but at other times the victimizers. It's all a matter of time and rhythm. The danger and the power lies in collectively (but unequally) being tied up together in the tree. We each "wear a necklace of rope" the song confessions in one place and "wear a necklace of hope" in the dubbed rewrite. Sexism, ableism, and racism create inequalities in power, unique privileges and vulnerabilities which form the architecture of the systems of employment, enforcement, and encounters that grow outwards and upwards like a great hanging tree. It is by redirecting this power and sharing positions on the tree that we can finally begin the process of transforming the system itself. Systems predisposes our relations and by resisting and redefining those relations, we our trans politics can remember our community by looking not only behind (to the past) and forward (to the future) but sideways, to all those who stand "side by side."

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In a system of violence where each of our deaths are interconnected, no list of those politically trans bodies we lost this year can possibly be exhaustive, but in a critical act of calling for the remembering of a community that cuts across all lines and allegiances, we might remember a few who lived and died beside Yaz'min and Betty, even if they never knew each other existed.

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