Well the good news is that I seem to have finally, by virtue of silence, gotten through to my stalkerette that I ain't interested her somewhat distorted form of friendship. It was a tough week, unnerving as when you don't know somebody you haven't really got the luxury of being able to take a chance on whether or not they are going to turn psychotic or not. Thats not a chance you can take. Easy talking about "be kind" as one or two people did say to me, when you are not getting uninvited calls from somebody while you are at work (despite having said "do NOT call me during working hours" when its not you. When you are not getting the "please please please please please" begging calls. When you are not getting the "pity me pity me pity me pity me pity me PLEASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSE" texts. When the pathos starts to taste even worse than the revulsion you already feel at the persistent desperate begging, the self-demeaning, the lack of a connection between the Dr Phil language of self-empowerment and the behaviour that is just ignoring the situation.
What I found rather odd was this lady constantly telling me"don't put yourself down." Well HELLO, I am NOT going to fall into the everso moderne trap of self-entitlement, ignoring ones faults and pretence of self-acceptance which is really just ignoring the need for constant self-improvement and effort. You cannot just sit there and take on the mantle of "self acceptance" instead of looking at what is really, really wrong and changing that. "Self-acceptance" is for suckers and for people who want to go on living a life of denial and self-pity. The truth might be painful, but it will at least start a reflective learning cycle which you will never get onto if you choose to live under the pretence and delusion of "self-acceptance." You accept things you cannot change, such as inevitable health problems, deaths of people close to you, or massive changes in your living environment which you don't have any influence over. You accept that you are a person with faults and failings. What you do not accept is bad behaviours or habits that you can change. What you got to learn is how to cope with these things and make minute constant changes that hopefully will improve your own situation, and perhaps minimise or eleiminate problematic behaviours. For example, I know I am horribly intolerant, so I need to constantly work on learning empathy and compassion. But I ultimately got to do it in a way that doesn't open me up to either exploitation or being hauled underwater by others who want me to "rescue" them. Likewise a lot of people suffer from clinical depression or are chronically overweight. To suggest that you simply accept yourself as overweight whilst ignoring that you take no exercise and eat like a pig is just leading somebody into even more misery as intermittently they will be forced with the reality of the consequences of their actions. It took me a long time to realise that "I can't lose weight" was more to do with the fact that I ate unhealthily, and took no exercise. Accepting that would not have achieved anything. The reality for me was poor health and I simply couldn't go clothes shopping except in sheer self-effacing misery as it was near nigh impossible at the time to get large clothes to fit me that were anyway attractive.
Like this lady really was really painfully self-conscious of her own role in her not having had any relationships (not even a sneaky little shag) by her forties. Yet, I would say, that for an awful lot of gay women living in Cork, there is a HUGE likelihood, if they are gay and conscious of this, that they may never meet anybody on the local scene because of the massive and powerfully exclusionary power bloc held over by a certain group of man-dykes who are determined to exclude anybody who doesn't meet their approval from the organized events which masquerade as THE lesbian scene in Cork. What fortunately has started to happen over the last 2 years is this exclusionalary quango has increasingly split away from most of the rest of the scene, leaving it open to use by normal, ordinary Cork women who just happen to be gay, but don't feel a desperate need to look like male builders, behave like the worst misogynistics pigs and run the womens scene like a miniature police state under the illusion of it being a democratic and censensus based community. It is nothing of the sort.
Like so many other women have described to me, this lady talked about going to these events and being simultaneously stared at and ignored at the same time. Basically, this is the power bloc which is created - you are subjected to blatant and obvious scrutiny, but not an iota of kindness, welcome, or even an ounce of compassion. Why has this become the dominant culture of the Cork bulldykes? Why is there a sanctimonious desire to provide suicide prevention courses whilst the very staff in some of the organizations involved have been heard to bitch about people who are part of a social circle where 2 people have taken their own lives in the last 4 years? What level of hypocrisy is necessary to carry out this pretence of "caring" whilst being at the very heart of the problem if viciousness, exclusion and bitchiness that is isolating and dividing the community?
My big question, however, is why there is so much fear of the power of this articifical quango. Is it the massive funding they've managed to squeeze out of the HSE and Equality Authority for the organizations that help sustain the structure? Is it the fact that they appear to be such a strong and settled group? Why is it that nobody aside from myself have ever dares turn around and challenge their intentions? Or is it the powerful image projected by the subtle bullying that goes on at Loafers and via the social network? Frankly I think its time that Cork women took back the scene from this crowd of self-serving bullies and enabled a proper social circle to develop that is genuinely welcoming, open and tolerant. And NOT just for certain focus groups, as is the current situation. Its really important that the Cork scene is let loose from the heavy handed judgementalist mentality and police state thought processes. We are not all 2nd wave radical feminists who are uncomfortable in male company and so feel a justification for their exclusion. I think there is a serious need to recognise the fact that the "scene" in Cork is not centred around just one pub, one social clique and one community centre and related activities. It is a living and breathing entity which extends into workplaces, homes, straight bars, clubs, political groups, cafes - lots of places.
There is a huge need to break the Ghetto mentality which I think is not only strangling the womens scene, its making it near nigh impossible for ladies like the lady who fell madly in love with me to do anything but stand helplessly by while she is systematically ignored by the great clique, which only adds to her sense of isolation and enables the kind of desperation that made her cling onto me for dear life. I think there is a real need to recognise that true diversity includes women who might not be feminists, who might be very uncomfortable in the wimmin-only hothouses so favoured by the clique, and even a need to outreach into non-traditional environments like straight social places.
I think it really says so much that part of Linc's "upgrade" to its website included letting go of the very useful forum. This enabled a lot of people from outside the existing user groups of Linc to discuss issues, seek advice and opinions of others and engender a sense of genuinely inclusive diversity. Until this happens there is a real risk that the existing social circle will die off completely as Cork women choose newer and more inclusive social groups such as those around the newer bars and non-gay specific groups.
