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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Saigon’s Deviating Sexualities: Behind Closed Doors

By Audrey Samuel & Francesca Peris

Under the quiet moonlit night hovering protectively over the rich and bustling city that is Ho Chi Minh, the heart of Vietnam, the lesbian-gay-bisexual-transsexual (LGBT) scene in Vietnam continues to flourish, unnoticed. In comparison, Malaysia’s own LGBT awareness movement is tenfold the movement in Vietnam as we came to discover after spending a few days in Ho Chi Minh City. Like its neighbours – developing and Third World countries - the idea of homosexuality is seen as taboo in Vietnam. Religion can be said to be the root cause of homophobia today, but in reality it serves as justification against the emergence of diverse sexualities.  

One such person who falls under the LGBT banner is country-side man Bates, who recently moved to Ho Chi Minh. He lives a harsh life cleaning hotel rooms, earning him a minimum wage of 100 USD per month and a space on the floor in front of the altar where he sleeps. One might assume that Bates possesses little education but after dinner and a few cups of tea, Bates revealed that he graduated with a Diploma in Food Technology. A couple of foolish decisions landed him in some financial difficulties, which in turn forced him to look for a job where food and lodging was provided, hence his current job.

A perfectly healthy and able man, he finds himself in the midst of “finding” himself. To him, the idea of being gay is completely unacceptable. “I don’t know who I am, I am scared of being gay because gays are discriminated (against) and are shown disrespect in society,” explains Bates, adding his reluctance to take sides by telling us how his family would be troubled by such a revelation. He seems confused, fluctuating within the grey area between sexualities, asking himself if he prefers women to men, or vice versa. Though Bates was once scruffy and uneasy, he now seems to be completely calm and confident, lounging in the chair opposite us, flashing a most generous smile, suggesting he has been reconciled with his gender and sexuality. With the help of new-found companions, he can now proudly be who he really is – someone with WWS, slang for “weak wrist syndrome”.

As for Jacky, a hillside lady who currently works as receptionist in a company in the city of Ho Chi Minh, she finds herself not ready to ‘come out of the closet’. The shy and petite lady, whose beautiful face is sometimes contorted with confusion, also claims to be uncertain of her sexuality. Hailing from a family who think homosexuals are mankind’s destruction to the social construction, she is now slowly opening up to find herself in love with another girl. However, like Bates, she claims to be unsure on how to approach another person of the same sex for a relationship, citing certain doubts and a recent heartbreak. Having had no experience on this front, she faces a tough challenge in confronting her sexuality. Her inexperience in the pursuit of love has proven to be a hindrance, especially in approaching the object of her romantic interest. Owing to the lack of education and exposure to all things LGBT, Jacky continues to pursue her crush in a blunt and forward manner, her repressed sexuality resulting in her inability to express her desires.

Ho Chi Minh, despite its fast developing city, is very much regulated by its communist beliefs, an ideology that is not tolerant of voices speaking from the margins. Delving into the LGBT circle has been as demanding as it has been thought-provoking – compelling us to question our own sexualities as we pose the questions to the interviewees. As in other countries, the ‘unnaturalness’ and ‘ungodliness’ of homosexuality continues to perpetuate misunderstandings and misrepresentations of minority sexualities. We visited a club that is supposedly the LGBT scene of Ho Chi Minh City, the Lucky Lady 61. Upon entering the club, we noticed the lack of raunchy dancing, the teasing and grinding of hips – scenes absolutely typical in Malaysian LGBT clubs - on the very sparsely populated dance floor. Curious, we asked Bates and Jacky the reason for the absence of ‘action’ on the dance floor, who explained that the social paradigm of LGBT is not visible, as they tend to keep their confusion and curiosity private and hope to draw no attention to themselves and their families. In one instance, Bates referred to himself as “the black sheep of the family” as he was made to feel so little of himself, the mere notion of being with another man simply unacceptable, shaking his head furiously in both rejection and denial to emphasize the complete and utter inflexibility. Bates offered a glimpse of his inner turmoil when he said that he was not sure if he was one percent or fifty percent or even one hundred percent sure if he was gay, while Jacky listened quietly, reluctant to share her own dilemma.

The word ‘homosexuality’ is a mouthful to pronounce and yet even more difficult to come to terms with. In Vietnam, where people are still conservative, other Bates and Jackys still stay tightly locked up in their closets, smothering their sexuality in the dark and small claustrophobic space. In time, we hope increased exposure and education will empower young adults to find out about themselves, their sexualities, and be proud of what they are, rather than hide from prying eyes and choke down their emotions with a bottle of Saigon’s best 6000 VND beer, somewhere around the corner.

Bloggers' Profiles 

Audrey aka Godrey, a 27 year-old, transgendered heterosexual studying International Studies and Writing at Monash Malaysia with Bipolar-Disorder Type II from Penang. Caught saying: "Judge me, I dare you!"

Francesca Anna Peris, 22, currently an undergraduate at Monash Malaysia, pursuing a Communications major. Her favorite quote:
‘Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite’ - Francis Bacon.



Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Diary Entry Day 5: Calm After the Storm

By Francesca Peris
Photos by Joanna Maria

Having had an exhausting week, today was an amazingly ‘chilled’ out relaxing day. Most of us slept through the morning, only waking up around noon to grab a quick bite and continue to explore the unseen side of Saigon. The weather did not help speed up our process of getting ready thus leaving us as ‘blur as Dory’.

Hence our first and only stop for the day was to Caritas. In Latin, caritas stands for ‘charity’, which is exactly what these good hearted Vietnamese have devoted their lives to. To my surprise, all the speakers were able to communicate in proficient English which facilitated the question and answer session smoothly. I was very impressed by the passion, dedication and humility of this group of people who have committed their lives to serving to God’s calling.

A short explanation of the work before the main session
Being a Catholic myself, I was touched by the lengths that they are willing to go through to help the poor and needy, especially since it is not an easy task to get governmental approval for such projects here in Saigon. Most projects are held internally, and all donations come from fellow devotees as well as volunteers from around the world. It is amazing how these people are putting their time and effort into helping the people in Vietnam live a peaceful life.

However I was a tiny bit disappointed for not being able to visit their church as we were all looking forward to that experience. Personally, I was looking forward to having a quick minute or two of alone time in church. I am not super religious, but this trip has left me with a constant longing to be in a place of worship.

Soon after the meeting was over, the study group walked across to a nearby coffee shop named Nguyen Café, where we sat on the balcony while having authentic Vietnamese tea. Some spent a little more on overpriced coffee, but really, what’s wrong with spending a little more on coffee you can’t get anywhere else but in Vietnam. Any who, words were flying across narrow pathways, gossip in the air, carbon dioxide as well and harmless teasing added up to create beautiful ambiance.

Enjoying the company
Laughter and merriment
The leaves, yes the leaves, weren't just doing us a great job by providing us fresh air. It made the place feel like an English tea garden. Cyren, being an insect lover, was amazed and decided to pick up some lessons from Vivien. Thus two beautiful handmade grasshoppers were born. The whole bunch of us decided to stampede down the narrow staircase leaving behind “woos” and “hahas”.

Cyren’s ‘love’ grasshopper.
When we got back I found myself having an entire evening to myself and being a sleepyhead, I decided to take much needed nap. Today I also had the added misfortune of being ill. Unfortunately for me and my plans of napping, Cultural Night practices were taking place with full steam and the singing group (consisting of an interesting blend of talents), with their “Shooobeeedooobappp, app app app, app, Shalalala, Shalalala” came across to me as “Shalalalala, in the morninggggg, Shalalala, time to rise and shine”, and I resigned all hope of sleeping. Today I also had the added misfortune of being ill. But with constant bugging by my friend we decided to venture out to get some local delights. On the way I could not help craving for home food like ‘Indomee’ and ‘Maggie mee goreng tak mahu sayur’ (fried Maggi mee without vegetables) eventually giving in to the Vietnamese version of ‘meehoon soup’ which we tapau-ed (take away). While eating we shared intellectual gossip and updated each other of the latest dirt on everyone. We were almost done, but not quite, because I just remembered that I had to type out this diary entry! So, yeah people, day five in a nut shell, Francesca, signing out. Jumpa Lagi. Sayonara, Adios, and See you tomorrow for another round of journeying with the crazy Saigon explorers.

Francesca Anna Peris, 22, currently an undergraduate at Monash Malaysia, pursuing a Communications major. Her favorite quote:
         ‘Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite’ - Francis Bacon

Saigon Impoverished

By Francesca Peiris
Photos by Dr. Yeoh Seng Guan

 On Day Four of the trip, the students made their way to Chuong Trinh AIDS, a NGO that helps the HIV/AIDS patients of Ho Chi Minh city through multiple channels. Having ties with a number of organizations and sub-groups, we met Mr. Pham Thanh Van, the co-ordinator, whose organization liaises with community efforts to collectively come together as one and aid HIV/AIDs patients. It was into these community efforts that the students were then divided into for the day’s session. While some were assigned to visit the Pagoda’s community effort, others went to see how individual community members had taken on leadership roles to aid others within the community.
 The common thread binding all four groups is the social pandemic HIV/AIDS, showing just how ubiquitous the disease has become and how various walks of life have incorporated it into their community efforts to deal with it as effectively as possible.

This particular account has been written by a student who made house visits to community leaders of the Bin Thanh district. - Editors' Note

In the suburban area of Binh Thanh district, Ward 7, lies the peaceful and loving community of poor HIV/AIDS victims. An area built next to an upcoming high rise apartment, Ward 7 has a population of almost 1000 residents. The residents comprise of a few sub groups led by leaders of an HIV/AIDS program situated near the district. Our first home we visited was that of Ms. Ly, a strong and caring woman helps residents with low financial income who have HIV/AIDS. Ms. Ly and Ms. Loung are two respective leaders of this Ward, and are the only people in the area who are helping out the impoverished HIV/AIDS residents. Each leader has a maximum of 12 individuals. A leader is appointed for every group democratically through elections and responsibilities are handed out accordingly.

Phuong, the 22 year old daughter-in-law of Ms. Ly, is one such person who has benefited from the help. Married to Ms. Ly’s son who is also an AIDS patient, Phuong first found out she had HIV two years ago, but accepted it in the name of love and is currently under the care of Ms. Ly. Phuong works as a cleaner in a factory near the neighbourhood. She moved from the countryside of Binh Phuoc to the busy city of Ho Chi Minh and migrated from the countryside because she wanted to attain a better life. “I want to have children, just not yet,” Phuong commented, adding that she always wears a condom in order to prevent any mishaps. Ms. Ly mentioned that funds from the Government aren’t adequate enough to cover medical bills for these people.

The next home visit was a short walk away from the the first. When we arrived, we were greeted by a woman named Ms. Luong. The community leader elected to take charge of communal matters and government loans, she also makes and make life easier for those leading an impoverished life. Running a modest sundry shop right next to her home, she offers her services to community members who drop in at any hour of day. Luong sincerely wants to help those around her because she understands what it means to live in their circumstances. Luong had a husband and three sons. Now she is left with only one son- her sole pride and joy her thirty-two year old, Huy with the mind of a child. He was born disabled and it is suspected that Agent Orange may be the cause because his father served in the military for a number of years, before going missing in the 1980s. Luong's husband is thought to have attempted to enter America illegally by boat, but there is still no news of him to this very day. Luong expressed her sorrow as she described the demise of one child after the other. Apart from Huy, her disabled son, one son moved out and does not send any money back home. Her other son passed away from long-term drug use along with his wife. She was overcome with emotion when it came to this particular son. She seemed regretful that she was not always home to supervise him and he became entangled with drugs under the influence of his friends. The session took a heart-wrenching twist when Luong recounted her wish that her remaining son die before her as there realistically is nobody left to care for him when she pases away. Presenting souvenirs, we left with hardly a dry eye amongst the group.
Ms. Loung and her son Huy at their humble home in Binh Thanh.
While the Government provides a pool of 2 million dong per month to these people in form of loans, this money covers only living expenses and medical bills for those who critically need the medical aid. This becomes problematic for the people because the money is provided for a collective group, meaning that by the time the money reaches the end recipient, it hardly makes a significant difference in assisting with the finance. Moreover, as this is rendered in the form of loans (though interest rates have been waived), money can only be re-borrowed again once the old loans are repaid. Fortunately, the Government does sponsor free health checkups to all HIV/AIDS patients each month. Most medical supplies are given to HIV/AIDS victims at a subsidized cost by the government. Ms. Ly receives additional funding from a friend. According to sources, 57% of HIV/AIDS victims in Vietnam contract the virus from the usage of heroin, and the other 43% from unprotected sex. This percentage gap is slowly closing as the Government has started crackdowns on the heroin selling syndicates, thereby causing prices to rise. Rehab schools are also available to those who suffer from drug withdrawal.

In conclusion, the people of Binh Thanh District, Ward 7 live a harsh life. Today, the common people in Binh Thanh are at peace with this group and life is a  little easier for them.

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Francesca Anna Peris, 22, currently an undergraduate at Monash Malaysia, pursuing a Communications major. Her favorite quote: 

‘Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite’ - Francis Bacon.