Just 24 hours ago another womxn became the victim of misguided anger, fear of self-reflection, and deeply embedded ignorance.
Iyanna Dior is her name. A beautiful young lady of trans experience.
Many of us watched with disgust and anguish as more than 15 people viciously attacked her.
They attacked her with words. And they attacked her with fist.
As many of us search to find the details. The who, the what, the where, and the why? It could not have been more of a surprise and pain to find out it was in St.Paul/Minneapolis Area. With Minnesota as the heart of protest we would think it would include the life and the value of trans woman of color. And yet this makes it clear that we aren’t there yet.
As we investigated the situation and found out more details they only became more hurtful. Did those things warrant this behavior? Or was it simply an opportunity to do what you wanted to do anyway? They said she hit a car? Is your car totaled? Is there more than 10 names on the cars title? She ran up and hit a young lady for no reason? Allegedly the young lady was 17 years old? Does that justify the beating? A Transwoman clearly smaller than 90 percent of both the men and women involved? It wasn’t because she’s trans we see transfolk all the time? Do you call those trans folks men and faggots all the time? He deserved it ? How about at the least you not misgender her? You know for us that grew up in tough neighborhoods I never knew it to be necessary for 15 people to do anything like that… you know what we called that some ***** ****.
Needless to say must be hurtful to be a trans person in these tough moments in history. What does it feel like to wake up every day not knowing if it will be your last ? What does it feel like to be standing between two guns . Your blackness. Your gender. Both of which the target of aggression. What must it feel like to stand up and fight for the very folks that are nearly exterminating your sisters and brothers.
Iyanna’s story is not an isolated incident. Every year dozens of trans women are murdered. They are beaten and it’s never discussed. They are judged for their survival. They are shamed for doing whatever it takes to stay alive. They are the objects of obsession. They are the fantasies that men are afraid of. They are sisters. They are mothers. They are friends. They are nurturers. They are survivors. They are fighters. They are human.
In a time where the hashtag #BlackLivesMatter Floats around social media the question must be asked… Do you mean it? Do black lives matter when they are of trans experience? Do black lives matter when they are queer folk? Do they even matter when they are women?
*** I must include that the BLM movement has contacted and said that the denounce the attack. ***
While those questions open so many doors and deserve their own conversations in this moment we say we see you Iyanna.
We see all trans women who live an everyday experience of war games. Where every moment they walk out the house could be their last day. We see you. But we are not enough. We must grow. And we must be louder. We cannot avoid these conversations. They cannot be brushed aside any longer. We cannot let people tell us when is the right time because it will never be the right time to have a conversation people never want to have. The assault on the lives of trans women can no longer be ignored.
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*** For context we have provided a brief piece of the video. Because we don’t support this behavior we have made it as brief as possible