The video is a mere three minutes and two seconds long which
hardly seems time enough to evoke any sweeping effects on its viewers,
especially when compared to the fourteen hundred and forty minutes that it
takes to complete one day, or the forty one million minutes that mark an
average human’s lifespan; yet, I know these three voluntarily relinquished
minutes of my life will effect the remainder of my existence.
Taped by a young man who found amusement in the events that
unfolded before him, his laughter, heard throughout the gruesome footage that
he captured on his cellular phone, creates an incongruous mixture of emotions
as my eyes see a woman being beaten nearly to death while my ears acknowledge
the backdrop of his ill-fitted chuckling. This disconnection further assails my
already struggling sensibilities as three eternal minutes of merciless
brutality end with the unconscious victim in the throes of a violent seizure
and the amateur videographer’s laughter enduring until the bitter end of the
clip.
Without a grasp on the context of this repulsive display of
kicking and head stomping, an initial assumption of racial motivation manifests
as the victim is a young white woman and the two culprits are young black
women. Further enlightenment and contemplation proves this a definite hate
crime with the eventual realization that the object of the hatred of the two
assailants, who are teenaged girls rather than young women, is the transgender
status of the woman they brutalize. These two rogue teens—whose ignorance
prevented them from understanding that a transgender woman is a woman—claimed
outrage over seeing a man enter the ladies’ room of a public eating
establishment as the justification for their sociopathic behavior.
Each time I think about this violent spectacle—one that I
initially felt unfortunate to have stumbled upon—queasiness overtakes me as
the realization that this scene is but one instance in the daily glut of stares,
verbal attacks, taunts, and physical assaults that transgender people endure the
world over. I was meant to see this video so that the stark reality of how far
humanity still has to travel before humans are accepted for who they are,
rather than what we think they should be, would be more evident to me and force
me to speak out. All of us, without regard to the hetero-, homo-, bi-, cis-,
pan-, a-, or trans- prefixes that society uses to label our sexuality, need to raise
awareness and defend each other’s right to be ourselves and live freely and
safely in our world.