Arab GLBT
One of the biggest taboos in the Arab world is finally coming to the surface, thanks to the internet. GLBTs ( Gay,Lesbian,Bi/Transsexuals) have been denied existence till this day in Arabic countries. Whilst some of them are finding a breathing space outside, the Arabic world is still struggling to accept this important sector of the community.
Initially, I was very sceptic about the idea of GLBT. Maybe my upbringing had a factor in that early attitude towards people with other sexual orientations. But it was in England when I gave these people a chance, tried to understand how they think and actually read abit about the subject when I came to terms with GLBT. Before that, I was a homophobe who thought gays were simply sick. I would leave my thoughts about Bi and Trans for me as they were not very pleasant.
So one obstacle is gone, now I am quite comfortable dealing with non-heterosexuals when something happened. I never gave the idea of ' Arab GLBT ' a thought, I was not even curious. I probably made the connection of Arab = No GLBT so I foolishly thought they were not even there. I was asked once if they existed and I was like : yes of course. But deep inside I was not entirely sure. But when I met them face-to-face, that was the turning point.
It was one summer night, I was walking down through downtown Toronto when I heard some familiar Arabic music. I was happy and thought : Yea, finally found an Arabic nightclub, let's go in. So I paid the cover and went inside. What I saw left me gobsmacked. It was a gay arabic nightclub. I stood in the corner, ordered a drink and watched attentively. My friends just wanted to leave, they did not feel comfortable. They started to get worried with the inviting looks they were receiving from the dancing guys. They were bugging me on and on but I did not care. I was enjoying myself, it was this new unfamiliar world. It had the touch of mystery, it was something I never bothered to think about. It was like that my brain kept everything regarding Arab GLBT locked away in my unconscious. The flood of questions, the mystery vanishing and the joy of seeing the ' underworld ' were too much for me to leave early. All my senses were on alert, I wanted to get as much as possible from my new surrounding. The fact that I suddenly felt excited and happy did not go down too well with my friends who started to become really annoying. I had to finally buy them each a drink so they can get off my back for a second. Something that I still recall is how happy those people in the night club were ( except my friends ). Everyone was so free and so spontaneous and trying to enjoy their lives. They were all living the moment and relishing their new status in the society. They finally existed and no Arab leader, political or religious , can deny them their lives and their dreams.
One hell of an experience that will stay with me for a long long time.
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Initially, I was very sceptic about the idea of GLBT. Maybe my upbringing had a factor in that early attitude towards people with other sexual orientations. But it was in England when I gave these people a chance, tried to understand how they think and actually read abit about the subject when I came to terms with GLBT. Before that, I was a homophobe who thought gays were simply sick. I would leave my thoughts about Bi and Trans for me as they were not very pleasant.
So one obstacle is gone, now I am quite comfortable dealing with non-heterosexuals when something happened. I never gave the idea of ' Arab GLBT ' a thought, I was not even curious. I probably made the connection of Arab = No GLBT so I foolishly thought they were not even there. I was asked once if they existed and I was like : yes of course. But deep inside I was not entirely sure. But when I met them face-to-face, that was the turning point.
It was one summer night, I was walking down through downtown Toronto when I heard some familiar Arabic music. I was happy and thought : Yea, finally found an Arabic nightclub, let's go in. So I paid the cover and went inside. What I saw left me gobsmacked. It was a gay arabic nightclub. I stood in the corner, ordered a drink and watched attentively. My friends just wanted to leave, they did not feel comfortable. They started to get worried with the inviting looks they were receiving from the dancing guys. They were bugging me on and on but I did not care. I was enjoying myself, it was this new unfamiliar world. It had the touch of mystery, it was something I never bothered to think about. It was like that my brain kept everything regarding Arab GLBT locked away in my unconscious. The flood of questions, the mystery vanishing and the joy of seeing the ' underworld ' were too much for me to leave early. All my senses were on alert, I wanted to get as much as possible from my new surrounding. The fact that I suddenly felt excited and happy did not go down too well with my friends who started to become really annoying. I had to finally buy them each a drink so they can get off my back for a second. Something that I still recall is how happy those people in the night club were ( except my friends ). Everyone was so free and so spontaneous and trying to enjoy their lives. They were all living the moment and relishing their new status in the society. They finally existed and no Arab leader, political or religious , can deny them their lives and their dreams.
One hell of an experience that will stay with me for a long long time.
More on the subject soon.
Any comments cirtiquing the style/content will be greatly appreciated
