I did not know Samuel, but his death has hurt me as if I knew him. I have cried when I read every new detail that came to light about the night he was killed, my heart sank to see his friends hugging each other with their faces in T-shirts, my face has changed every time his story returned to my mind while I was doing something else. And I know I’m not the only one
Samuel’s death has produced an unprecedented commotion in the LGTBI community, because many and many of us feel that it could have happened to us. That Samuel could have been me, or it could have been my partner, or a friend. Because all it did was exist, exist against the norm, and many and many of us do that.
The commotion has been more intense because this murder has not been an isolated case. It has taken place in a week of LGTBI Pride that we have lived divided between the claim of human rights of which we are still deprived, the celebration of the important achievements made and the suffering due to the many LGTBIphobic attacks that we have known in recent days in Galicia, in Catalonia, in Euskadi, in Madrid … Insults, slaps and beatings that we receive for being who we are, for dressing as we dress, for speaking as we speak, for loving those we love, for desiring those we desire and for having sex with whom we have sex. Many attacks on many different Samueles that have caused us the need to shout “enough”.
And that we have done: shout “enough” in the streets of dozens of cities, in the networks, in our surroundings. Shout that what they call you while they kill you matters and that we don’t want to be the next victim. But we can not stay there. We must turn the scream into action. We must transform fear, pain and indignation into strength to defend each and every one of the rights that we have achieved with great effort, not to tolerate even a step backwards in our dignity and to demand those rights that have not yet been recognized. , such as gender self-determination, or that they are in the law but not always in reality, such as the right to live without discrimination. Also so that those rights are enjoyed by all people, we were born where we were born and we live where we live.
But the first action that we must turn that cry into is none other than existing. Remain as we are and show ourselves as such. If LGTBIphobic violence seems to be increasingly harsh, perhaps it is due, in addition to the hatred promoted by an extreme right with a growing influence, that we are increasingly visible. Each generation hides a little less than the previous one, and so it should continue to be. We cannot allow that violence to put us back in the closet. We cannot uncross our legs again for fear of being called a “fag”, or let go of our partner’s hand for fear of a beating, or change our way of dressing because someone says it is not according to our sex.
Said Bob Pop a few days ago: “Sometimes, I think that LGTBIphobic aggressions are the last blows of a wounded beast that is cornered. And I seem optimistic. Other times, I collapse and I fear that they are stronger than ever. I don’t know. I don’t know.” . I do not know either. But perhaps it is not a question of asking ourselves what the correct answer is, but of provoking it ourselves. To make sure the beast is giving its last blows. And we have a tremendously powerful tool to achieve that: our pen. Let’s take our pen out for a walk. Let us fill the streets with women who kiss each other, with makeup on their beards, with men who were not born with a penis and women who were not born with a vulva and are proud and proud of it.
Just as the multiple rape of ‘the herd’ sparked a wave of feminism that has proven unstoppable, let’s make the murder of Samuel shouting ‘fag’ as fuel for a stronger LGTBI movement to end the beast. And more precisely united with feminism, because another of the things that Samuel’s case has highlighted is that feminism and the LGTBI movement are and must continue to be sister movements, despite the fact that some people have recently tried to create illogical divisions and useless.
Both movements have gone and must continue to go hand in hand because they fight against a common enemy. Machismo and LGTBIphobia are two sides of the same coin: heteropatriarchy. Both are based on punishing those who defy gender norms. When a woman decides that her role in society goes beyond caring for and having children, when a man falls in love with another man, when a girl realizes that she is a girl even though so far she has been told that she is a boy or when a girl decides not to pay attention to what her boyfriend has decided for her, the heteropatriarchy responds with a salary gap, with homophobic attacks, with institutional transphobia, with sexist murders and with many other types of violence that have a common basis: they are the reaction against who breaks with what someone once decided should be a woman or should be a man. The response to these sexist and LGTBIphobic violence must also be common.
Unfortunately Samuel will not come back to life. But we can honor him with our actions to make his aggression last. We have a lot of work ahead of us to achieve it. First of all: be us, be us and be us.