Monday, May 27, 2013

Cal State Fullerton Lavender Commencement Address


Visions (Perceptions) of Possibilities.
Lavender Graduation 2013 Keynote by Ryka Aoki

Thank you for inviting me to be part of this day. Congratulations! I am honored to be speaking in front of you, the Cal State Fullerton’s Lavender Graduating Class of 2013. I’d like to thank Cal State Fullerton’s Multicultural Leadership Center, and Dean of Students Lea Jarnagin for inviting me. But most of all, I want to thank you, for all your hard work and achievement. You did it! Look at you!
Look at you. Gosh, I had some things to say, but just look at you. Look at you in your academic muu-muus and funky hats. Reminds me how special a time this is. Whether you further your education within or without the academy, this is the kind of milestone that you will look back upon, pretty much for the rest of your lives.  I know it sounds corny but in not too many years, trust me, you’ll get all nostalgic for your school. And more than nostalgia, gratitude—that’s the weird thing—the more you advance, the more you will realize and value what you learned as a queer student on this campus.

Because a change is gonna come! Seriously. When I was where you are, I was a man. Go figure.

But besides that sort of personal stuff, the world changes.  When I was where you are, the world was different. We may have hated institutions, but there was also something called selling out.

Gosh… I remember talking to my classmates ways in which someone could make bank – at different stages of my life it was (petroleum (if you wanted to sell your soul to Exxon), the web (though no one knew how), day trading (people thought they knew how, but they didn’t really), flipping houses (if you had enough money to buy a couple to start with).

Nowadays? Sheesh! There is no selling out! Make bank? What bank? The banks are broken! Most folks can't afford new homes, and come to find out—investing in the market was not fair to individual traders (duh!) Energy companies aren't hiring like they used to. And no one’s buying souls anymore. (And sheesh—you know how hard it is to get tenure, lately?)

Oh, and in a generation or two, Minnesota might be a tropical paradise.

And guess what? On top of all that, you’re all queer! That’s going to really help you go forward, isn't it? Like all this glitter and sparkle is gonna help you get success in life.

Well, actually, it is.

I think about my own situation. After I decided that living like a guy for the rest of my life was impossible. Everything was gone. Not with a bang. They just left. My judo coaches wouldn't talk to me. My band disappeared. And because I was coming out in stages, not even my publishing credits from before transition came forward with me.

It seemed ironic and unfair. As long as I was wrong on the inside, everything around me proceeded nicely. The moment I started asserting who I really was, all of a sudden I’m this creepy awkward, queer with no ties to my past life, or the future one, getting strange looks at the sandwich shop and holding my urine because I was too terrified to use a public restroom.

It was freaky!  I got to be me, which sounded great, but the institutions that I had depended upon, institutions that in my life were supposed to be constant like friends and family and even bathrooms…failed.

So, when the banks collapsed, and I heard shocked reports saying those institutions were too big to fail? I thought—holy crud that sounds familiar!   

And, before that on 9/11 when those towers came crashing down. I realized, I already said goodbye to people from unexpected attacks. I’ve said bye to people who have been bashed. I’ve said bye to people who have died from AIDS, I’ve said bye to people who lost themselves in their despair. And I’ve said bye to people who want nothing more to do with me.

It’s not that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I don't feel particularly strong. But survival is a fantastic teacher. It can teach you skills, give you a sense of yourself that can benefit and protect you down the road. Go figure, all the stuff that I thought I had to hide and partition, all of those strategies I made—all that time, life was simply moving forward. I lived, I learned, I grew. I lived some more.

So, where to go from here?

I suppose that brings us to our theme for this evening. “Visions of Possibilities.”

But before I go further, if I had a red pen, I would mark “Visions.”  (because I’m an English professor, I get to do that.) Not all my friends are sighted. Instead, I would substitute “perceptions of possibilities,” the way Helen Keller first perceived that cool flowing thing that her teacher poured on her hand was water. Or the way humming a song can take you on a bus ride from an abusive past to a new exciting future, even when you might be too tired to have a dream of your own.

So, perceptions of possibilities. Here you are. What can you do with them?

What are the possibilities? You’re all fabulous—what does it mean to own that fabulous? How will you use it? What will you invest in?

Part of your work, I hope will stay within our chosen family; to help others come out and be accepted. To continue to push the LGBT rainbow into the infrared and ultraviolet. Just a generation ago it would have been virtually impossible for someone like me to speak to you at an institution such as this. My very presence here is testament to the work you and your predecessors have done to change the world—already!

If you do nothing else in your lives, your accomplishments have already changed the world. You’ve shown you can be gay, you can be trans, you can walk with a cane, or go to a Banana Republic and not have a single piece of clothing remotely fit you. And yes, not in spite of this, but because of this, you can finally find community, a necessary community. And in the meantime you’ve passed enough classes to wear that funky cap and gown.

But remaining even the most nurturing community has its limits, simply because it is not in human nature to be nurtured at all times.

We go in to the world to challenge ourselves, stretch the idea of what we can do. Perceive not just the possibilities, but the “what everyone around you says is IM-possibilities.” Besides each of you encompasses so many different identities. Why restrict all you are into one narrow channel? 

Beyond that, I believe that if we expect others to recognize that LGBT rights equal human rights, then we are obligated to recognize that LGBT gains must equal human gains, as well. An identity that does not result, sooner or later, in helping the rest of the world is not an identity I want to have.

Rather than an obligation, think of it as an opportunity. I look at my straight friends and sometimes I wonder what sorts of rocks they’ve been hiding under. All concerned with being an American, a man, a woman, a Christian. What does love mean? What does faith mean? I have watched their definitions harden and constrict like the arteries within the body of a middle-aged nation.

Right now, some boy in Tucson wants to learn how to play clarinet, and decides not to because that would seem gay. A schoolteacher in Brooklyn wants to learn to speak Arabic, but that would seem un-patriotic. A plumber in Memphis wants to learn more about wines, but that would make him seem like a libtard. A woman in Honululu knows that the microwave oven really doesn't do anything to the “energy” of the oxygen atoms, but admitting that would get dirty looks from her yoga friends.

We live in a time where everyone seems to feel in some way, inadequate, or that what they think or desire is somehow the mark of queerness. As if being queer were that easy, right?  Men wonder if they are manly enough, women if they’re womanly enough. Albanians if they’re Albanian enough. Old folks want to be young, young folks want to be anime characters.

This does not sound a free society. I don't see how this is free at all.   Really, does it really make you less than a man if you don't drink enough Red Bulls?

With an impossibly narrow view—of hegemony, of straightness, of success—only restricts, bullies, and silences us, we are all living in a type of closet.

Why not just be honest to yourself? Come out, in whatever way you can?

Well, of course we know the answer. It can be scary hard. Even “coming out” is a misnomer. It’s not an event—it’s a process and a journey that is different for many people. It’s in many ways never complete. Why do we know this? Because we’ve been there. We’ve had to work this out to survive.

But this is new ground for people who have never had their identities invalidated.  Maybe when you’ve been straight, it can be hard to see outside the narrow. And this is how our queer experiences can benefit the world around us. This is where, I would ask you to see possibilities, the implications of leading people out of their closets.

Think of how much better the world would be if we could instruct others in how to come out. Because if accepting someone’s identity as a trans woman—despite appearances—can liberate her, acceptance can liberate a straight man, as well. Put the Red Bull down. It’s ok! Here’s some juice!

Yes, in challenging times, people want the sure thing. They want to know who is good? Who is Evil? What’s proper, what’s not proper? What safe, what’s dangerous?

But as queers, dealing with our friends and families, we know this is not so clear-cut. We’ve struggled within our biological family, but noticed that these struggles can sometimes belie a deeper love. We’ve found chosen family, but even there, we have seen people oppressing others.

So instead of trusting false security of labels, we have invested in the faulty, yet human virtues of wisdom, trust, acceptance.  Instead of basing identities in appearances, we have discovered self-determination, and shape our behaviors not through regulations, but through compassion and understanding.

And that is exactly what you have studied, learned, and yes, become experts in while here and out and proud at Cal State Fullerton.

As you go forward, do not think of this experience, the LGBT experience, as categorically different from the general student experience. Don't think of it as something you did while others were doing proper college work. Acquiring the knowledge and expertise to improve the world? This is higher education at its most noble. This brings honor to you, your school, and the entire Cal State system.

Think of this Lavender Graduation as graduating with honors, for advanced studies in identity, in the human condition, in surviving under fire, in resiliency, in vision, in understanding that sometimes people who look different on the outside are more than just humans, they can be friends, companions, allies, business associates, mentors.

Think of the accolades and applause you receive here as recognition for achievement in growing a thriving, powerful community in the face of misunderstanding. Heck for doing this in Fullerton, in the OC, you should get an extra gold star.

Now, how you use this knowledge is up to you. You may give it away, you may sell it. You may become leaders, or you may lead from behind the scenes. You may be a wise parent; you may discover a new way to fight cancer. Or both. In all this you experiences as queer and out and proud will guide you, inform you, and shine the way for others to follow.  

However, if I would have you remember one thing from my talk today, it is this: the only way to make the world a better place is to treat it better than perhaps it has treated us. It’s simple math.

Now, perceive your future, not simply having a place at the table, but to be a pioneer, an expert, a leader. Where the skills you have gained to come out can help not only other members of our LGBT family, but all members of our human finally out of their closets, as well.

Can you perceive the possibilities? Because they are not dreams. They are options. Much like the gowns you wear, you have earned them through your dedication, your courage, and your will. Are you ready?

Are you ready?

Of course you are. I look forward to living in the world you will shape, create, and nurture.

Congratulations, best wishes, and much, much love.