I’m in the Top 10

So UB is having an essay contest called “Skin I’m in”; I didn’t write an essay, I wrote what I wanted to say…and I’ve been picked by the judges to be in the top ten which means that my submission goes to peoples choice voting and it also means that I could have also won first, second, or third place since they don’t tell people who won what yet, they just let you know that you’re in the running and the people’s choice is a second chance to win cash prizes; so my submission:

Because of the skin I’m in.

I am BLACK. I am WHITE. I am a GIRL. I am a BOY. I am STRAIGHT. I am GAY. I am a LESBIAN. I am TRANS. I am BISEXUAL. I am FAT. I am THIN. I am MUSCULAR. I am FOREIGN. I am JEWISH. I am ARAB. I am CHRISTIAN.

Every day we’re under attack because of the skin we’re in.
Our bodies are a battleground.

If I’m THIN I must be ANOREXIC.
If I’m FAT I’m LAZY.
If I’m MUSCULAR I use steroids and I’m a stupid JOCK.
If I’m BLACK I’m a THIEF.
If I’m WHITE I’m PRIVILEGED, have money and don’t have to worry about anything.
If I’m STRAIGHT and a guy, I’m INSENSITIVE and a MISOGYNIST.
If I’m GAY I’m not a real man, I’m a PEDOPHILE who has AIDS.
If I’m a LESBIAN I’m a FEMI-NAZI, equated with misandry and fascism.
If I’m FOREIGN I’m ILLEGAL and taking jobs away from citizens.
If I’m JEWISH I’m CHEAP and a ZIONIST and I hate Arabs.
If I’m an ARAB, I’m a TERRORIST and I hate Jews.
If I’m a CHRISTIAN I’m a RADICAL right winger and I HATE gays.

Every day we’re under attack because of the skin we’re in.
Our bodies are a battleground.

If I’m STRAIGHT I’m a BREEDER.
If I’m GAY I’m a FAG.
If I’m BISEXUAL I’m CONFUSED and I have to pick.
If I’m a LESBIAN I’m a BULLDYKE.

And no matter what my gender and sexual orientation may be I’m told that I only have the capacity to love one person in a lifetime because being polyamorous would really mess up someone else’s inheritance rights.

Every day we’re under attack because of the skin we’re in.
Our bodies are a battleground.

If I’m RICH I’m told that I need to starve myself to be thin and if I’ll pay the right person in cash they can tell me how to do it just right. If I’m POOR I’m offered hope in a Happy Meal and told that ‘healthy food’ is too expensive for me to afford.

Every day we’re under attack because of the skin we’re in.
Our bodies are a battleground.

If I’m a STRAIGHT GUY, the magazines say that I have to be into cars and thin women who I have to treat like they’re my property and pay for them when we go out on dates and I’m made fun of because I couldn’t parent my way out of a wet paper bag and I’m INSENSITIVE and don’t have feelings and I’m totally incapable of showing love.

If I’m a STRAIGHT GIRL the magazines say that I have to be concerned with fashion, with who’s shagging who in Hollywood and I need to concern myself with what’s on television and I shouldn’t worry my pretty little head about things like politics or science because men are just naturally better at it.

If I’m GAY the magazines say that I should live beyond all my means and that Louis Vutton and Armani are the Gods that I should be worshiping and that I have to have a six pack and have a boyfriend by twenty three because you just know that life ends at thirty.

If I’m a LESBIAN then I am under represented in the media as I’m stereotyped as a caricature of a human with my ‘radical’ politics that women are people too, as they cartoon me into demonstrations wearing Birkenstocks.

If I’m TRANS there’s no media that represents me or my interests.

And if I’m BISEXUAL and a GUY then it isn’t real because only GIRLS can be BISEXUAL and two GIRLS making out is hot but two GUYS making out is…gay.

Every day we’re under attack because of the skin we’re in.
Our bodies are a battleground.

If we’re in shape we can always do better because we aren’t allowed to feel comfortable in our bodies. If we’re FAT there’s surgeries and diet pills that can ‘help us’ with that. “First do no harm” is no longer the motto of the profession as we’re told to learn how to be comfortable with our bodies by the same folks that are selling us liposuction and collagen and botox treatments that are a pretty dime a dozen with weekend get-away-surgery-packages and doctors sponsoring diet pills that haven’t been approved by the FDA to do a damn thing so we can go on health cruises and line the doctors pockets with diamonds and as hard as we try to be ‘beautiful’ we can never quite make it…but maybe with one more treatment we can…the definition of insanity: repeating the same action over and over again expecting something to change.

Every day we’re under attack because of the skin we’re in.
Our bodies are a battleground.

If I’m a GUY it doesn’t matter if I’m STRAIGHT or GAY because I can screw as many people as I please and I’ll be COOL and a PLAYER and if I’m a GlRL and do the same thing I’m a SLUT.

Every day we’re under attack because of the skin we’re in.
Our bodies are a battleground.

Our bodies are a battle ground on which the wars of the corporate elite are fought as we’re used as cannon fodder as we turn on ourselves and each other and it’s time to let out a hushed battle cry/quietly now SISTERS and BROTHERS/don’t yell with righteous anger because then we’re EXTREMISTS and we’ll be ignored but it’s time to start being subversive/we cannot allow ourselves to be divided by THESE TITLES that we use to separate ourselves from each other but rather we need to have a united front because we are manifestations of love. We are made up of the same materials that make up stars and the heavens above and we have the power to change the world…quietly now as we learn to actually love ourselves and each other….one by one.