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Jul 26, 2014

Womens Bodies Visually

This is a little something I have written for Glitter Stump, which will be sold at the 2014 Dublin Zine fair.



From Graham Knuttel's sheer lazy portrayal of women in his work to only 5% of the National Gallery and 10% of the Hugh Lane = collections being by women. You would have to be MRA to not realize that there is a little problem with gender representation in the Irish art world (and obviously the art world in general). In Irish art colleges there is also a gender imbalance with more female students than male. You would think that would make things more equal but no. 43% of regional museums have female directors, but all our national museums have male directors. With (on average) 71% of graduates being women from art colleges, what does this mean in terms of the lack of the female gaze in contemporary and historical art in Ireland and aboard?
(Source Guerrilla Girls 2009/2010)
Irish women artists have been continually overlooked since the foundation of the Irish state, where such artists John Butler Yeats and his son Jack Butler Yeats, are considered the pinnacle of Irish portraiture. Their Irish male gaze of other Irish men, technically brilliant but while completely representative of gender roles in Ireland during their time. Their subject matter (ie other men) can come across as the romantic male bravado when you look at it now. The more known portraits of these men mainly also came from Anglo, upper middle class backgrounds. These pieces of work are also normally titled with their names while the men from working class background aren't named. Which shows the huge displacement in terms of class dynamics and the "gentleman" and the "working man", and of course gender dynamics of that time.
Until the 1960s/1970's, art history and criticism rarely reflected anything other than the male point of view and of course the male gaze, it was completely patriarchal and self absorbed, devoid of an other opinion. The feminist art movement began to change this thanks to Laura Mulvey who wrote Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema in 1975 which states the concept of the male gaze, which asserts that all nudes are inherently voyeuristic. Another groundbreaking statement of the political messages in nudity was made in 1972 by the art critic John Berger, In Ways of Seeing, a Marxist critique of the tradition of oil painting subsequently, it's relation to modern publicity and advertising (its something so radical I'm positive it wouldn't have been made today), he argued that female nudes reflected and reinforced the prevailing power dynamics, that is the patriarchy and its relationship between females portrayed in art and the predominantly male audience.
The history of the Naked female figures in imagery can be first found in Venus figurines are found in very early prehistoric art, this figures were crudely made usually from a soft stone. These figures represented fertility deities. Representations of gods goddesses in Babylonian and Ancient Egyptian art are the precursors of the works of Western antiquity.
Portraits of nude women line every gallery and are part of a European tradition of viewing imagery. These traditional classical female statues line every European museum, these women are mysteriously blank, in terms of appearance and lack of body hair and have a distracted, expressionless stare. You can see this from Aphrodite of Cnidus by Praxiteles to Grande Odalisque by Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres.


With the Aphrodite of Cnidus the statue became famous for its beauty, meant to be admired from every angle, and for being the first life-size representation of the first known nude female form. It shows the goddess Aphrodite as she prepared for the ritual bath that restored her purity (not virginity, but her freedom from adulteration or contamination. Shes completely free from immorality, especially of a sexual nature. Shes perpetually innocent, maybe even devoid of a sexuality even though she is the Greek and Roman god of love and fertility), discarding her robes in her left hand, while modestly shielding herself with her right hand. Her hands are placed in a motion that shields her womanhood and draws attention to her nudity. Her body bends in a contrapposto position, an innovation which realistically portrays normal human stance.
In John Berger in Ways of Seeing he continues regarding the obsession with the the female nude “To be naked,” he argues, “is to be oneself. To be nude is to be seen naked by others and yet not recognized for oneself. A nude has to be seen as an object in order to be a nude... they are there to feed an appetite, not to have any of their own.” One could understand this view as way of disconnecting the actual women in these images from whom/what they are in order to view the image. These women are purely for decoration, a stereotypical sandwich filler for these male artists and the male gaze.
The women appear fragile, meek, innocent and perpetually innocent, for example in Renaissance paintings, nude women were painted almost exclusively for the male viewer and the male buyer. These women are often depicted with their bodies turned towards the viewer while their heads are turned away and gazing in a mirror, or something else but not looking directly at the viewer, shes slightly suspicious and slightly not aware of what is going on, they seem dazed or preoccupied with something. But the woman is always aware of being the object of the male gaze.
Regarding the male nude, Berger never denies that there are male nudes to be found in Renaissance/Dutch Golden Age/Dutch Masters/Post-impressionist painters/oil paintings, statues and sculptures of strong, macho, powerful and muscular Roman and Greek men.
Instead, what he's commenting on is the way they are portrayed, they are dominating figures in positions of authority and power. These men may be plantation owners, imperialistic murders, colonial rapists, racists, and pedofiles. But it doesn't matter because they are men of importance and wealth, they are someone to aspire to be because of their importance. Even today, when you see an image of naked, sexualized male in the media, the theme behind it is never one of narcissism, vulnerability or sexual passivity. Instead, we see virile, stereotypically muscular men who are more often than not in the process of exerting pure masculine energy, and very little else to be honest. They are strong, dominant, prolific men, they exemplify power and are completely in control of the image of them nude, while the idea of nude imagery of women being controlled by the women in question is only a recent development with the impact "selfie" culture (but obviously nude), via social media such as tumblr, snapchat, twitter. As well of the infamous twitter hashtag #feministbut. But women who upload these images of themselves are censored. Images of topless men can be found all over facebook while facebook support pages for women who have had mastectomies and imagery of women breastfeeding their children, get banned, blocked and deleted. And this is due to woman's breasts only being able to be seen in a sexualized way thanks to the obnoxious male gaze.


With instagram there have been incidents of instagram accounts and/or posts being deleted by instagram, because they are nude or semi-nude images taken by women of themselves.
For example Petra Collins a Canadian fashion photographer, had her own Instagram account deleted, for a photograph of herself with her own pubic hair emerging from bikini bottoms. Collins claims the account deletion was unfounded because it did not break any of Instagram's terms and conditions. Now with #bikini you can hundreds of thousands of pictures of women in their bikinis. Was Collins' account deleted as she believes due to her not conforming to a standard of femininity due to her pubic hair? Another person who has had their Instagram account recently deleted was Rihanna in May. She had flouted Instagram's no nudity policy for a while now, with borderline nude pictures. After she shared images from her latest mag shoot with French publication Lui, where she was topless, Instagram took them down, and threatened to ban the singer if she refused to stop posting topless pics by email. Her response was to post them up on Twitter. She also put some fan art of the Lui cover up, as well as a dowdy fake picture of her captioned "Rih's next magazine cover if it was up to Instagram". Instagram then took her profile offline and leading to an error page. But after a backlash from Rihanna and her fans, Instagram released a statement saying it was a technical glitch. But then her account had been taken down AGAIN. Or did Rihanna just refuse to reactivate her account after being told what she can and can’t do with her own images of her body?
With all the images of her face which were originally taken by the police and then leaked to TMZ after she had been so viciously assaulted by Chris Brown, so readily available in the media and used as a joke. Its disturbing to think that her own body isn’t acceptable when she controls it while her body after being violently abused by someone else is acceptable
I myself a keen selfie extraordinaire, have obvious felt the need to regulate my body from time to time. But the idea of something else regulating my comfort of my own view of my body, and not knowing who did it is quite scary. For example a photo of me on facebook was reported back in April as “pornography”. The photo of me in question was of me in my college studio, wearing a full sleeved pink jumper, pink tights, pink hair and a black skirt. The only "outrageous" thing about me was I had draped these disturbingly phallic sculptures i had made, which were painted stereotypically feminized colours with a glitter overcoat. There was no denying my femininity but someone had obviously taken offense to a cis woman taking the piss with femininity and phallus objects. But maybe they couldn't see why a (cis) woman would be concerned or encumbered with a phallus as they obviously don't have one, and supposedly women don't have zero feelings or desire towards sex.
A few months previously in 2013, another photo of me was also reported on facebook. This was a simple portrait, with me giving a peace sign with my right hand and with the text “kill all fascists” on it. In the end this photo was deleted and I had a three day ban from facebook. Now facebook facilitates grossly violently racist/sexist/homophobic pages calling for the death/deportation/slavery for marginalized people. Or the pages that post highly graphic images of rape and/or domestic violence and the pages that are sadistically homophobic that seem to still stay up even after countless reports. But a selfie of a very white woman with white blonde hair, who’s rather unthreatening, gets deleted for “graphic violence”, because I don’t tolerate the very people who are a very genuine threat to marginalized groups?


Now I can’t help but suspect that my gender plays a role in this. But why did someone go to the effort of reporting these photos in order to control my own sense of self-image portrayed to the world?
With the ridiculous easy availability of porn thanks to the internet, obviously capitalism has used nude imagery in order to sell/make a profit. But in the case of capitalistic advertising, the attractive, slim, perfect human specimens are presented to use to consume. These models don't represent the everyday person, they are airbrushed, photoshopped and controlled, from their pose, hair and makeup, expression, clothes (or lack of). While in classical nude paintings they were created images, you would think real live evidence of people these models would have more agency of their own bodies.
The imagery of them is used only for the stimulating visual pleasure the images provide, in other cases it is due to the relative "rarity" of images of nudity. The use of nudity in advertising tends to be carefully controlled to avoid the impression that the company whose product is being advertised is indecent or unrefined. There are also (self-imposed) limits on what advertising media such as magazines allow, particularly regarding body hair. The female models in question are communalized in order to make profit. The success of sexually provocative advertising is claimed in the truism "sex sells". This nudity is still seen as edgy and rebellious even though nude imagery has been used historically time and time again in visual imagery, the only reason it is seen as “edgy and rebellious” is due to the inability to see a woman’s body as a body and not an object of arousal.
The male gaze's preoccupation and obsession with the idea of nudity, particularly the female nude doesn't seem to be going away any time soon and to go back to Berger and in Ways of Seeing, in regards to male nudity imagery past and present even if they are simultaneously being objectified. If the man in the image is looking in the mirror, or back at the spectator, he seems to be saying, "I KNOW I am handsome and masculine," rather than the blank female stare which is devoid of energy or personality, merely asking to be judged by the spectator and not viewed as a human but only a piece of work. In fact, one of the few places I have ever seen a man portrayed in a passive way is in gay/femdom pornography, and always the receptive, more "feminine" weaker partner. He is meek, vulnerable, objectified, submissive and docile, the gender roles have been flipped in femdom porn but yet femdom pornography is seen as extreme, even though the acts performed by women in femdom porn are common place in “mainstream” porn by the dominant male partners.

For the most part, I would argue that images of naked men are FOR men and MADE BY men just like how images of naked women usually are made by men for men. With naked male imagery it’s for the sake of celebrating masculine power and male dominance. The male gaze is everywhere and continues to control the female gaze and self-image. But the male is always in control whether it’s the male gaze or the male nude while the female nude isn’t always, from who has made the image to how it’s being shared. Their bodies are dominated at every step possible by men.

Aug 27, 2013

Who makes these snazzy pro life promo videos?

For quite some time I have been wondering who on earth has makes the videos of the pro life rallies/vigils in Ireland, for the Youth Defence/Pro Life Campaign/Rally for Life etc. As someone who is involved in the creative field in Ireland, it surprised me that I didn't know the individual's/production company that made these videos. These videos have thousands of views on youtube and it would be so bizarre for the people involved in making them not wanting their names being attached to this, right?
At first I thought (and for quite some time), I just thought that members of these groups were very talented and very well equipped to make these videos.

Until I saw this on youtube in the info panel of the The Life Insitute video of the The Unite for Life Vigil which took place on 19th January 2013.
                                               
Which states that the video is "All video is copyright NL Productions and Life Institute". This triggered my attention and made me want to look into it a bit more.


Now when I googled this "NL Productions" various UK production companies came up, particularly this Scottish one but they seemed to specialize more so into, their own words "Truly funky events by NL Productions - experts in sound, lighting, AV and staging." And they had organised the Olympic and Paralympic torch relays in Edinburgh, and were involved in UNESCO Edinburgh City of Literature enLIGHTen project. And to be honest I felt that "NL Productions" in Scotland were a bit too big and experienced to be involved with the "The Unite for Life Vigil". As well as being completely apolitical.

So I decided to check Vimeo to see if there were any of the videos that were on Youtube also uploaded up there. I searched "pro life Ireland" and found this. 
Wahey, I was in luck the exact same video was of The Unite for Life Vigil was the 5th result! Except it was entitled ProLife Prayer Vigil - Dublin, Ireland, which to me seemed a bit international and vague. Which it was on further inspection.
ProLife Prayer Vigil - Dublin, Ireland from Sean M. O'Halloran on Vimeo.

The person who allegedly uploaded it, is named Sean M. O'Halloran. And he is allegedly the President of Nine Line Productions which is based out of Chattanooga, Tennessee, United States Of America. Yes you heard me Chattanooga, of Tennessee. Now sure Dublin is no London or New York, but for fucks sake its no Chattanooga. Sean states his ambitions are to travel the world and film what he sees.
I have travelled quite a bit in America and have never heard of Chattanooga, I must not be hipster enough to have heard of such a creative hub like Chattanooga! I'm not even sure I am pronouncing it right, thats how down low Chattanooga is. And Chattanooga is also the 4th largest city in Tennessee. Wow it sounds so riveting and cosmopolitan!

This Mr Sean M. O'Halloran also allegedly uploaded this video entitled "ProLife Vigil Spot", again a fairly vague title. But Youth Defence also uploaded the exact same video on their youtube entitled  "Getting ready for the Vigil for Life" 


ProLife Vigil Spot from Sean M. O'Halloran on Vimeo.
Now on the Nine Line Productions site theres no mention of the video on the website, just of NL Productions other work. Which is of music videos, weddings and ads for companies, which are all in, you guessed it Chattanooga!
While their groundbreaking videos which they allegedly helped make with Youth Defence/The Life Insitute unfortunately don't feature on their site. They do include a clip of Mickey Harte on their Nine Line Production reel, which was uploaded by a man called Max Mospanyuk. He is also based in the cosmopolitan headquarters of Chattanooga.


Max Mospanyuk seems to be a bit more active on Vimeo compared to Sean. And his Vimeo seems to be filled with Nine Line Productions beautiful wedding videos and he seems to like a lot of skating videos. He is also allegedly the Director of Creative Development at Nine Line Productions.

With the amount of media attention Youth Defence/The Life Insitute get (as well as youtube hits/facebook likes from all over the world), why wouldn't they have these videos featured on their site? Or even have the production company's name on Youth Defence/Life Institute youtube uploads?

On Nine Line Productions official twitter they even have photos of the Unite for Life back in January. Making the claim that their "work saves lives", which is a highly objectionable claim to make.

Considering that the Unite for Life was at the time, according to Live Action News the largest pro life rally ever in Ireland. Why wouldn't Nine Line Productions want their work to be associated with this? This kind of attention could really put Sean M. O'Halloran, Max Mospanyuk and Matt Murr on a global scale with Nine Line Productions..
Sure wouldn't that be what they would want with Nine Line Productions? And all the hard work it much have taken to have filmed and edited these videos, why wouldn't you want your name attached to it?

Now with the recent Rally for Life which took place on July 6th, 2013. Two videos have been uploaded of the march on the The Rally for Life youtube. The first video which is entitled "60,000 march in Ireland's biggest ever pro-life Rally against abortion" which uses the same floating happy text style and font as The Life Institute's video of the Unite For Life Vigil back in January. Which leads me to believe that maybe Nine Line Productions also made the "60,000 march in Ireland's biggest ever pro-life Rally against abortion" video. It also features the song "Wake me up" by Avicii. Which I'll get back to in a minute.


                                     
Now the second video The Rally for Life has uploaded of The Rally for Life is titled "Ireland's biggest ever pro-life Rally against abortion". Again objectionable because of all the alleged numbers game that was going on between the pro lifers, the media, the gardai and lets not forget all the Americans that were supposedly there, like the Nine Line Production boyos.
In this video it also has the happy floating text thing going on and features a track by an American band called Oaklynn based in Nashville, Tennessee. A track by Oaklynn also features in the The Life Institute's video of the The Unite for Life Vigil, back in January.
Now Oaklynn have just over 2000 likes on facebook and 7000 followers on their twitter. And no offence to them, they seem like a band who have quite a lot of time before they're considered the next big thing. And the majority of their fans seem to reside very near Nashville. But I wish them the best (and their music is quite catchy).  In all seriousness I don't think anyone in Ireland would have heard of Oaklynn before this video, but we have all thanks to Nine Line Production!

Now back to Avicii. Avicii's song "Wake Me Up" is arguably the hit of the summer, probably cause its been played to death and has been resurrected about 50 times. Wake Me Up featured in The Rally For Life "60,000 march in Ireland's biggest ever pro-life Rally against abortion" video and it also features here.


This video is of Nine Lines Productions travels to India, Ireland, Scotland, Mozambique, and South Africa for the month of June and part of July. It shows the three Nine Line Production boyo's wearing snapbacks in  India, clips of some urban graffiti in Dublin, a stereotypical British telephone box, most likely unauthorized footage of kids in Mozambique and South Africa, as well as a man that looks quite like a Dr. Eoghan De Faoite, allegedly....
Could it be just a coincidence that both of these videos use the Avicii song "Wake Me Up"?

Now I am going to leave you with this, a screenshot from the facebook of Nine Line Production. It seems the boyos are "shooting reenactment scenes" near Dublin.....

To quote the highest rated comment on the The Life Insitute video of the The Unite for Life Vigil, the video which got me started investigating this all.
Nine Line Production boyos please quit meddling in issues you have no idea about. Please stay concerned about your own countries state of affairs. 

Jul 18, 2013

Campout for Choice (the 1st 15hrs)

My name is Eleanor White and I was one of the organizers for the Campout for Choice which took place on 9th until the 11th June. I was a part of the original Campout for Choice, which took place on the 27th November, 2012, the night before Clare Daly's second abortion Bill. This was defeated after a vote of 101 to 27 in the Dáil. The reason we first camped out was to show support to pro choice politicians and to make the politicians that were supposed to be representing us, really think about how the lack of accessible abortion affects real women in Ireland.

According to Bernadette Smith when she was interviewed by Daragh Brophy from The Journal, that "everything was fine" between "the pro aborts" and her side of the pro life posse. She claimed to have been there from 8pm the previous night when she was interviewed on Wednesday morning, but she definitely didn't spend the night out at the vigil, although to be fair maybe she was doing media work. It wasn't fine, it was far from fine although again. The devils advocate in me thinks maybe when she left things were semi ok. But she doesn't have the right to claim things were "good" when she wasn't there.

when we were camping out on the 27th November it was the coldest night of the year so far and hit -5c. Even with the frightfully cold weather and sleeping outside the Dáil on arctic concrete. The atmosphere was safe and we were all looking forward to what tomorrow would bring, as well as seeing the politicians who are supposedly supposed to represent us the next morning.

In comparison the first Campout for Choice was completely different in terms of atmosphere/safety/privacy /police standards. During the 1st Campout we only had one person approach us who had anti-choice views. And thankfully the middle aged man quickly left when he realised that he was going to get nowhere with us.

Now I made the Facebook event for the 2nd Campout for Choice early Monday morning, with no idea that there was going to be anybody else there, but to my surprise Precious Life, the main Northern Irish pro life, had set up an all-night prayer vigil to be at the Dáil on 9th June to start at 20:00, 14 hours later to when I made my event. At first I was a bit worried but they had left it this late i wasn't going to let it bother me.
I was at the Dáil from 5:30 with Siobhan C, setting up camp. I was there about 20 minutes when I was approached by a middle aged woman with a Northern Irish accent telling us that we were wrong blah blah god will judge us blah blah blah. This didn't really bother me as she quickly moved away from us, towards the gates of the Dáil but occasionally she glared back at us. It was around 6ish when other pro-choicers started to arrive and pretty soon we were greeted by this man and his sign.


The man was in his mid-50’s, with who i presumed to be his young daughter and proceeded to comment on one of our homemade signs which said “Stop Exporting Women’s Rights”. He then proceeded to tell us that in Ireland women have always have had rights, and that the Irish government has also looked out for the women of Ireland. This infuriated me hugely, regardless of the un-accessibility of abortion within the island of Ireland, because hey weren't the Magdalene Laundries a thing? Aren't women in Ireland still earning on average 17% less than men?  Or that in the Dáil representation by women politicians has never exceeded 14%? Uh what about the average rape sentence being only between 5-7 years?
He then started ranting on and on about how Jesus died for our sins and how we should be grateful for that. This also annoyed me because he assumed that we were all "Christian" when we weren't.

About 30 minutes passed and a few more pro choice campers arrived. Including my friend Faris. It was also around this time that a huge flurry of people seemed to be growing outside the gates of the Dail. Then a bus with a Northern Irish reg parked by the gates and even more people arrived. At this stage it was around 7ish, and I was chatting to a photographer who told me that the reg of the bus was from the North. Soon enough, out of what seemed like nowhere there were dozens upon dozens of people just appearing out of nowhere. To say I was a bit scared would be an understatement.

Soon enough we were approached by a man that looked VERY similar to Hector Ó hEochagáin who also looked like the man who was known for taking down the LEGAL (*not saying they are the same person, just that they looked similar), Action on X posters back in April. He sat down beside us in complete silence and looked at each of us individually which seemed like the longest stare off in history(at this stage there was 6 of us). And in a very aggressive tone he asked us "what the fuck" we were "playing at". I promptly replied that we had every right to be there just like him and that we weren't going to bother them and hopefully they don't bother us. He accused us of enjoying "killing babies and hurting women" and He then went on about how "revolution was murder" and that none of us would survive in a revolution. He looked at me directly with sheer contempt for about one minute and replied "Fine then, guess we'll be seeing each other later then" and walked back to his posse of pro lifers.

He took a lot of photos of us throughout the night as well.

Suzanne arrived with the infamous Shady Bloodletter who has been to more protests than I've had holy communion (IE A LOT). Now Shady gets along better with humans than dogs, and at times this can be quite obvious and it seemed that a member of the pro life posse picked up on this. This man had a rather attractive ginger dog but this dog kept on annoying poor old Shady. This kept on happening and it was quite obvious that the two dogs didn't like each other. Thankfully the police didn't need to get involved.
During this the Vigil was underway and there were plenty of press photographers. So things got a bit calmer even though there were dozens more of them than us.

Later on an aggressive woman aged somewhere in her 50/60's then directly approached our space at around 8ish with a shitload of youth defence placards. We asked her to leave as we weren't bothering her space (and in all fucking fairness they had a whole load of fucking space). She was getting quite confrontational. Then she attempted to erect one of these signs right by our signs. Mary Caulfield then stood in front of her against railings in her way. The woman then smashed her sign in Mary's face. Faris also stood up at this stage to try and calm down the madness taking place. A man with a very thick Northern Irish accent, also came over and started shouting. They still wouldn't leave us alone and it took another pro-lifer to get them to go away, as they were leaving the man shouted "....watch out for that BLACK GUY over there!". Which was obviously directed toward Faris. This man also said something similar to Mary which I presumed it was something along the lines of I won't be spoken to that way "by a BLACK guy". Ironically though Faris is of an Arab background. Strange how someone whose skin colour isn't white but not black was automatically branded black, like its something negative by the supposedly progressive pro-life posse of Ireland.

At around 11ish we were approached by again an older woman with a Dublin accent who was flying questions all over the place. She wanted to know where we were from and didn't believe when we told that we were all from Ireland. She then proceeded to tell us the we "didn't look Irish". But how does one look Irish? Are all supposed to have red hair and freckles?

And why were these pro-lifers s so focused by Faris' skin colour? Aren't they supposed to have moved on from their neo-nazi links and are supposedly more progressive? *SARCASM*

At around 9:30ish as the sun was gradually setting was when the praying was in full swing, when a real photographer who was photographing both the Campout for Choice and the Vigil, started to get interrogated by a man over whom he worked for and obviously the photographer was getting annoyed by this barrage of questions. And raised his voice and replied "You people are always the same... who do you work for... what's your name... LEAVE me alone..". He then left, literally as soon as he left the constant amateur photographing was taking place, it was going on beforehand but as soon as the professional photographers/media left. It increased ten fold. By amateur photographing, I'm referring to the members of the Vigil taking photos of us. Just like what happened at their Rally For Life, the Saturday before. Sure when they were first arriving there was a few snapshots being taken by members of the pro life possecontingent of us. Whenever any of us asked us who THEY worked for they blanked us. This was an obvious, beginners step scare tactic.

The Hector look alike who told us that "revolution was murder" and that we were into "killing babies and hurting women" approached an ametur photographer and made a fist gesture, telling him if he took his photo he'd smash the camera. I presume the ametur photographer was only taking a photo because he looked so like Hector Ó hEochagáin to share on facebook.

It was also around this time a number of us at Campout for Choice were individually approached by an American man with rosary beads in his hands who kept on trying (and miserably failing) to convince us that abortion is not a religious issue.

As the night dragged on we noticed the obvious little space we had was being dictated by them. They kept on trying to move into our space and trying to aggravate us by getting into a debate with us. The vast majority of them were obviously disgustingly aggressive towards us when we tried to get them to go back their side and leave us alone. Apart from very polite, true Christian like handful. Ciaran was approached by a young man who i can only describe as the poster boy of the pro life posse and Im going to call him Glee Boy because he was genuinely like something from Glee, except without the pro LGBTQ positivity vibe from him and more of a pro Rome rule vibe. He was of similar age to myself, he had a northern accent as well and was one of the youngest people of the pro life posse. Ciaran was talking to an older gentleman who also had a Northern Irish accent when Glee Boy got involved. The older gentleman was quite polite and not aggressive. When Glee Boy got involved, himself and Ciaran discussed about how when "life" begins etc. Glee Boy said he was worried that if the Republic of Ireland legalised abortion, that all women in Northern Ireland would be coming down to the Republic to get abortions.
He smiled the whole time, even when he talked about "killing babies". Ciaran asked him about life beginning at conception, and how he feels when an unimplanted zygote ends up on a tampon. He said that that is a "spontaneous abortion" rather than the intentional killing of the unborn. Ciaran then said that its still a bit sad, because it's a "life" after all, and isn't all life equally precious (like the pro life posse seem to think). And he said it's sad in the same way that an African dying of starvation is sad. Ciaran had to ask him to repeat it. Because Ciaran couldn't believe what he was saying and still finds it difficult that there's actually people out there that thinks this way.

Overall our interaction with the pro life posse was limited because hey we have polar opposite views. When we would get accosted by one of them aggressively we would ignore them until they left us alone. Or until someone they would know would have to bring them back to their space.

The vigil was itself was interesting to say the least. One's religion is deeply personal, but I found the vigil a bit bizarre. Ireland is supposedly a secular country, but the whole Catholicness of it really proves to me how nonsecular Ireland is. There were about give or take 20 or so priests and a few handfuls of nuns and monks, as well as plenty of non clergy people but representation of any other faith? No it was a purely Catholic affair and matter. We all heard so many Hail Marys that I'm pretty sure, if i became a nun it'd take me a good two weeks to beat their count at their vigil.
At around 12ish I noticed that there were two members of the pro life posse at both ends of Campout For Choice staring quite intently in out direction. They were both sitting down and had Rosary beads in their hands, which I presume they were doing because of us? I hope their good Catholic nature meant that they were praying for people not to get burnt by the sun. There were two people at either side of us doing this for the rest of the night/early morning with rosary beads.
Glee Boy did this for a good 2 hours straight.

Later as the night dragged onto the early morning, we kept on noticing these two women circling us, sprinkling something on the ground and then promptly blessing themselves. They even sprinkled this stuff on Maeve who was sleeping in her sleeping bag, in between the two tents we had up. We soon released the stuff they were sprinkling was salt. None of us knew what to make of this and maybe thought that this some sort of demon banishing tactic. And to be honest it seems more witchcraft and sorcery than Catholic and Christian. But after some internet research it seems that the salt was presumably blessed by a priest and would be used to as "an instrument of grace to preserve one from the corruption of evil occurring as sin, sickness, demonic influence, or other manifestation."  Which I presume we were, because people with different perspectives/opinions on someones bodily autonomy are definitely evil.

About 30/40 minutes after this incident we were approached by another middle aged women who had several bottles of Holy water in her hands, she came to me first, sat down beside me and asked me if i was a Catholic.
I replied "No I am not".
She asked "Do you want to be?"
This scared me and I had visions of me and my pink hair getting exorcised next to the Dail.
I asked her to leave me alone but she didn't seem to get the message and kept on asking me if i wanted to get baptized and that it wasn't "too late" for me to "be saved". And that the water was delicious and good to drink. She only got the message that I wasn't interested in getting baptized when I told her that "I'm not a Catholic, let alone a Christian", that seemed to put her off and she her upper lip seemed to recoil at that. She then moved onto Laura, who let her know that she was a Catholic, but this woman seemed to only have one idea of what Catholics should be and that was Pro-Life. She then told her that she wasn't a proper Catholic if she was "pro abort" and same as she told me, that she still could be "saved". Laura notified her that Catholics can be pro-choice. Alas this seemed to make the woman give up and she left us alone. Maybe she realized that we had succumbed to the devil and there was no chance of saving us with bottles of kitsch deity water. No matter how "good" it was.

The Vigil was getting pretty repetitive and I found it quite difficult to not laugh at it, so Barry who had his ukulele. Decided it was a perfect time to start singing. We had been singing on and off throughout the evening but after 1ish it seemed like the best option for us, to keep occupied by the madness beside us.  Barry is a street performer and is quite naturally musically gifted and I like to think I can somewhat sing. So we were belting out a few tunes from George Michael, Boy George, The Village People, Britney Spears, Chris de Burgh, Madonna, Cyndi Lapeur, Lady Gaga, Justin Bieber, The Beastie Boys, Queen. All great music. This drew the attention of the pro life posse and a few young men that weren't elderly/middle aged, with Northern Irish accents on a number of occasions complimented on how musical Barry was. One of them though also tried to compete with his ukulele by singing "if you're happy and you know it clap your hands". This was around 2ish, although this may have been an attempt at playful banter. These lads also asked questions to Barry about how did he learn to play the ukulele etc.
It was also at this time one of tried to get into a chat about pets because of Shady Bloodletter being so good, and he asked me how would one get rid of worms in his cat. During this time of a weird peaceful dialogue, a Northern Irish man aged in his 40's/50's from the pro life posse man gave us water and kept on asking us if we wanted some sandwiches from their camper van that was parked opposite Buswells Hotel.

With the music we drew attention from one particular man. He was somewhere in his 70, but could have been potentially been in his 80's. He was obviously with the pro life posse but theres only one word to describe him. He was senile. He was singing The Beatles "A Hard Days Night" over and over again, to us. He took out his harmonica and was playing along to Barry and his ukulele, he didn't seem to know where he was or what was going on. He was left to himself and that was that. He spent most of the night/early morning on the side of Kildare Street. The only time when he was approached by anyone from the pro life posse was when he started to help us clean up our side of camp. A man then brought him away from us back to the pro life posse. For the next two days he was there the entire time, sometimes he was given a sign to hold, most of the time he was left by himself.

As the sun was beginning to rise we were all quite tired and a few of us tried to get some sleep. But the majority of us stayed up. Things were calmer than early as the pro life posse were also very tired as well. Soon enough the city began to rise and I had gotten a sudden burst of energy. The mood between Campout for Choice and the pro life posse suddenly got quite manic. At around 7am, when the traffic was starting to begin again, we (Camp Choice) decided to face the traffic with our signs. The minute we did this the pro life posse also did this, so we were standing right next to them with all their lovely posters. The atmosphere between us went straight back to what it was earlier the night before. Obviously with so few people at Campout for Choice compared to their bus loads we we were surrounded by them. This was slightly intimidating but alas it was day time and I felt that any of the madness from the night before wouldn't be repeated, but while Maeve was making her own sign, she again had salt poured on her. When this happened I knew the craziness was only just beginning again.

When we were began standing on the path, towards the traffic on Kildare Street, they started again with trying to draw us into debates. We being obviously tired didn't want to deal with them. Until we were approached by a very well dressed American gentleman. He was somewhere in his 30's and was wearing a rather nice grey suit. He first tried to talk to myself and Kerry but we didn't want to deal with him, so we just smiled at his questions until he I asked him to get off the road cause a bus was coming. And he then moved down to the lads. At this stage there was about 8 people in Campout for Choice, and we were all facing the road. He introduced himself and gave us his name but I shall refer to him as "The American" and laughed at us and told us we were in the minority. When Paul brought up the fact that hey 85% of the Irish population wanted legislation for abortion. He claimed that he knew how small Irish towns worked and how Irish families worked and that this was a lie.
Paul replied "Well I guess you don't know how the black sheep of Irish families work."
To which The American replied "Black Sheep? Aren't they a hip hop group?"
(Which in all fairness are a group, but had nothing to do with what we were talking about). This made us all laugh, because that proved, in my eyes, that he had no idea what Irish families/towns were at all like. He then started to talk about me to Barry and Paul like as if I wasn't there.
He started this tangent about me with a rather obnoxious statement of "If she had relations with a man, don't you think she would be expecting this man to look after her?"

Me being me and not the kind to let someone talk about me like as if i wasn't there, by someone who didn't know me, let him know that what he was saying was VERY objective. I don't usually expect anyone I have "relations" with (which is such an objective word itself) to "look" after me. When I interjected and tried to explain this to The American he started going on about how its should legally a man's duty to "look after "women they have relations with". The conversation dragged on and he was still standing on the road of Kildare Street dodging traffic. When he asked us if we supported "slavery and the killing of innocent Jews". This infuriated me and I basically told him to stop, and to leave us alone. He then compared abortion to the holocaust which was my final straw and we all let him know. He kept on asking us if we agreed with the holocaust/slavery, and he just wouldn't leave Barry alone with questions about his personal life, like why didn't he sing "songs ABOUT abortion" and was the reason we were singing was because we were "celebrating abortion". The only way we were able to get The American to leave us alone was by blocking him from Barry with our banners. He then said to Barry, who was trying really hard to not deal with this jerk "why are you hiding behind your women?". About 15 minutes later he was walking behind us with two other American gentlemen when he very loudly said "FUCK them, they're losing" and stood beside Barry with their lovely placards.

After this the media started to really turn up. I went to the toilet in Buswells and just as i was sitting down to pee two other people had entered the ladies and had started to do the Hail Mary rather loudly. I really didn't want any confrontation with them and just left. As I left I was approached by a journalist who notified me that as she arrived the pro life posse announced that they were going to do 3 Hail Mary's for the "pro aborts."

After a while The American left our side of the dail and Glee Boy came along. As he was earlier he was smiling away as he stood next to me and Paul, spinning his "Keep Abortion illegal" sign. He was in a chirpy mood and started to try and chat to me, when that didn't work he kept on telling me that he was "definitely going to get a hug" from me before the day was over. He also said this to his three mates that were beside him. I just kept on replying "right", trying to look as blank and not trying to look at him directly incase I started to laugh at him. He kept on going on about hugging me, which made Paul tell him that maybe i did want to be hugged by him and if Glee Boy was so desperate for a hug, Paul Mulhern was more than willing to hug him. This excited him him and he enthusiastically replied "Are you talking about RAPE? Sure i haven't raped in ages." While laughing With this I just said "oh god" in response to the madness. Paul then asked Glee Boy if he was a "bottom hugger" because Paul was a "top hugger". This confused him but he seemed to know that this was a gay reference and this just made him reply "I am not into that kind of thing". He didn't seem to like my lack of cooperation and started to sing to me. He was singing Take That, Robbie Williams, Barry Manilow as well as the occasional hymn to me all while spinning one of his signs. While he was singing to me he would ask me pretty banal questions, while constantly telling me (and his friends) that he was going to get a hug off me before the day was over. With Paul's obvious trolling of him, his questions started to get a bit more risque. He asked me if i was into "men in uniforms" and he started to tell me that he was thinking about becoming a priest and that he had his collar with him and if i was into it he could put it on. I tried so hard not to walk away in complete awkwardness. But I flatly replied "No". He then asked why not, to which thankfully Paul replied before my head melted, "Because shes not into sexual deviants", which promoted the snappy reply "Well priests aren't sexual deviants , its just society that has branded them as sexual deviants!" He then again started signing to me when he noticed the sign I had by my feet, which said "GET YOUR ROSARIES OFF MY OVARIES". Him being the excitable person he is, got excited by this and shouted,
"MY ROSARIES!?  WHAT WOULD THEY BE DOING BY YOUR OVARIES! Jeez thats where babies are made!!".

Me being the fact proved by science kinda girl, simply said "no its not" and at this stage me and Paul didn't know how to deal with Glee Boy if he didn't know basic reproductive biology.
When he realised how wrong he was by that statement, and still couldn't name the place where "babies" are made, until I told him the place of my autonomy he was thinking of was my uterus. He tried to play it off by jokingly thanking me for teaching him so much about the female body, and he then started singing KT Tunstall's I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker (With Flowers In My Hair), which he was obviously singing in reference to my pink hair. After a few more tunes from him of the easy listening variety, he left to do some more rosaries for us pro aborts or something.

As the morning came along more people came along to Campout For Choice as well as the media. We had a small idea of #campchoice being semi virial on twitter but we had no idea how big it had gotten until the next day, when people started arriving with croissants, sun cream, fruit, sandwiches, ice cream, chips, the list goes on! It was amazing! More people were joining Campout For Choice and this was quite obvious to the pro life posse. And the numbers between us began to become more equal.

It was only just the beginning of the madness all over again for the 10th June. I will continue writing the rest of what really happened at Campout for Choice's  in the next few days.

Jul 17, 2013

Genuine Coincidence?

I organised the second Campout for Choice, late Sunday night/early Monday morning on 9th June. The first one took place before Clare Daly's bill for legislation for X back in November 2012. After recent events with the bill for the Protection of Life during Pregnancy. I decided to have another Campout for Choice on 9th June 2013 to make the legislators of this country really think about the decisions they could be making. And to support pro choice TD's.

Later on Monday, this was brought to my attention. Precious Life the Northern Irish, pro life group had organised an "All Night Candle-Light Prayer Vigil" which was to take place the same time and obviously the same place as Campout For Choice. Genuine coincidence?