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What a safe space is and isn’t, part six

I’ve been talking at length about what a safe(r) space is and what it isn’t. The reason I put (r) at the end of safe is because no space can truly be safe, and I’m not sure that should be the ultimate goal, anyway.

We all live in the real world. No one can be protected by everything that happens unless they are completely wrapped in bubbles. Which, honestly, sounds like a nightmare. Being wrapped in bubbles, I mean. *shudders because of sensory issues* But I do think we can try to be empathetic and understanding of other people. This is where my rant is probably going to start, so be forewarned.

Oh, and in yesterday’s post, I talked about how hard it is to make a space safe(r) for many reasons. The one I want to expand on is how most people are invested in a version of themselves that may or may not be accurate, especially when it comes to prejudices. The more we are invested in seeing ourserves in a certain way, the harder it is to accept even the gentlest of criticsm.

Here’s the thing, though. As hard as it is to hear that, say, something you said was sexist–it’s even harder to be on the receiving end of sexist behavior/comments.But in our society, it has become (in the last decade or so) worse to call someone a racist than to be actually racist (substitute in any ist for racist). Because people hear any carefully crafted criticism of something they said or did as if the critique is saying they are utter shit and should self-flagellate for a hundred days.

I really wish we colud teach people that learning something they said/did was some kind of ist was taken more calmly. But, again, most people react as if you’re calling them shit on the bottom of your shoes.

The reason this is important when talking about safer spaces is because if you’re going to set limits and have rules, it’s good to name what’s going on. If it’s a comic con, for example, there is going to be sexism abound. And probably racism as well. It does no good to shy away from it or pretend it doesn’t exist. In fact, that attitude is why for so long, many women, genderqueer, PoC, etc., people who were minorities did not attend such cons. Not only were they not safe spaces (or even safer spaces), they were actively hostile to minorities.

It took a conscious effort on the part of con organizers to come up with actionable policies that made it much better for minorities to attend these cons. It wasn’t something that happened overnight, of course. It took many iterations to come up with something decent, but they kept at it.
I have never had to hammer out a policy like this, but I would start at the top with the broadest rules. The obvious ones. No racist/homophobic/sexist/ableist, etc. shit. I know that seems like an obvious one, but people are people, and obvious to most people will miss the ones that really need to hear it. Also, take that fig leaf of plausible deniability away. Clearly spell everything out so people can’t wave their hands and say, “But I didn’t knooooooooow I couldn’t call a woman whom I was pesteringĀ  a fucking c*** when she told me to leave her alone!”


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How to make spaces safe(r), part three

Let’s talk more about safe spaces. Let me start by saying no space can truly be completely safe and that shouldn’t be the aim. It should be to make the space as safe as it can be for the most amount of people. In yesterday’s post, I spent two-thirds of it in a footnote about religion. I guess that’s what was really on my mind so I gave into it.

I want to talk more about how to create a safe space. Oh, I also talked about how thirty years ago, I was involved in theater with people (women) who were interested in creating safe spaces for performers. Maybe it wasn’t phrased that way, but that’s definitely how the women in charge handled it.

I was appreciative of it because I was a hot mess back then. I still am, but in a different way. Back then, I was doing one-person performances at difference festivals events. It was for minimal or no money because funds were tight in the arts back then. I mean, they always are so that’s just a given. I was truly doing it for the love of it and because it made me feel alive. Getting and stage and performing something I had written and directed? Nothing could beat that feeling.

Each performance was three to five minutes, and it took me three months to write, memorize, stage, and practice each one. Well, to be fair, the first month was me running around avoiding thinking about it at all. The second month was me panicking and writing frantically. There was a lot of creating going on. The third month was when I really buckled down and did my thing. I always worried about getting it done in time, but I always did. I made more than a few mistakes (once a rather big one), but I still consider all of tehm successes.

The one I mentioned was for Dyke Night, and the only stipulation at that time to attend was that you considered yourself a woman. I’d like to think that would expand to genderqueer people and agender people nowadays, but I haven’t kept up with them in decades so I could not tell you for sure.

Side note: I haaaaaaaaaate ‘but what if he’s autistic’ as an excuse for creepy men. Any time there’s a question of a man creeping on a woman/women/anyone else he wants to creep on, the first thing people ask is, “Is he autistic?” “Maybe he just’s just awkward.” I’m saying this as someone who’s neurodivergent myself. Fuck that shit. The end.

Not the end, but that’s my automatic first thought. That along with an eye roll. Even when there’s evidence that the guy (and, yes, this is usually a guy thing because other genders aren’t afforded the same grace) is sexually harassing other people (mostly women), people make tons of excuses. What’s worse is now some people view “he’s autistic” as a get-out-of-jail-free card, even when there’s plenty of evidence that the guy is being creepy.

I was reading about a guy who ‘might be autistic’ being banned by a hobby group is several locations. Some who led a hobby group that was in a building he had been banned in, but no longer was (as in the ban just expired), had an employee saying they would quit if the guy wasn’t pre-banned. This guy had yet to show up at this particular hobby group, so the person who was talking about it thought it was premature and was, quite frankly, way too biased in favor of the guy.


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More about (not-so) safe spaces, part two

Let’s talk more about safe spaces and why it’s so hard to make a space even minimally space. Well, it’s not hard, per se, but it’s difficult. I’ll explain more in a bit.

In yesterday’s post, I was talking about how it’s much harder to establish a safe space than it was to have a base tolerance for diversity. Back in the aughts when the question of queer rights became more visible, I was more on the side of tolerance rather than acceptantce because you can’t really mandate feelings and because tolerance is a much lower bar to clear. As to the question of legality, I would much rather get a law pass with the straights hating it but following it than waiting until they accept/are positive on it.

I still hold that to be true of laws because we need our legal rights protected (as we see now that they’re getting repealed and rolled back left and right), but it’s different when it comes to safe spaces. This is supposed to be a place where we’re not merely tolerated, but embraced and meant to feel included.

Side note: There is a robust debate about inclusivity versus diversity, and I do not want to get into that in this post. For the purpose of this post, I will just say that I do think both are important andĀ  leave it at that.

Back to safe spaces.

I haven’t been involved in any community lately that has explicitly stated it’s a safe space with specific parameters. I think it’s easy at the very top level. No isms allowed. Easy-peasy. Until you drill down into what that actually means. Obviously, no overt racism, sexism, queerphobia, gender hatred, religious intolerance*, etc.


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What makes a space safe (or not)

In the last decade or so, there has been an awareness that when you get groups of people together, there will be shitty people who need rules to keep them acting right–or to kick them out if need be. I mean, this has always been true because people are going to people. There are shitty people everywhere, and if you let them act up–they are going to act the fuck up.

Side Note (Yes this early!): I have gotten into several debates over tolerance versus acceptance. I am for tolerance because that’s much easier to achieve than acceptance and because quite frankly, I don’t have a high opinion of people. It takes a lot to change people’s hearts; it’s much easier to change their behavior.

In general, I still hold to tolerance over acceptance. I mean, you don’t have to like me, but you have to treat me like a human being. However, when it comes to safe spaces, that’s a whole different kettle of fish.

When I was in my twenties, I had just discovered that I was attracted to women as well as men. Now, I would amend that to I’m attracted to people of all, any, or no gender. Anyway. I got involved in queer theater and in Asian theater (sadly, separate) and in the former, there was a woman-only performance festival that I participated in. It was clearly stated that it was for women only. People who identified as women, I mean. Which I did at the time. Trans women were included under that umbrella. This was before nonbinary became a known gender, but I would like to think they would have been included. Agender like me? I don’t know beacuse we never get mentioned/thoughht of.

Anyway, it was really cool to perform in front of women only, and I stripped down to my panties by the end of my performance. There’s no way I would have done that in front of men at that age. Hell, I probably wouldn’t do it now in front of men, but for different reasons.

That was a safe space before it was really a thing, and I was very glad to have that opportunity. I felt secure and safe in performing a risque performance under those circumstances. Hell, I probably could have and should have taken off my panties as well (I was using pieces of clothing as different parts of my identity) without feeling threatened.

My issue with safe spaces is that it’s often just a sign and a list of printed rules, and that’s the extent of keeping the space safe. That’s not nearly enough. You have to actually enforce the rules on a consistent basis or they don’t mean shit. This is not rocket science, but it’s hard to do on a regular basis–especially in online forums.

What I have found is that when you leave it to the people in the forum/channel/convention to enforce the rules, it’s not going to happen. Why? Because one, they don’t have the authority. More importantly, though, you can’t really police an equal if you don’t have anyone backing you up.


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