Where homophobia and transphobia meet

is a bad, bad place to be.

This is a quick post to link to this very good analysis of the reportage on the Tiwonge Chimbalanga and Steven Monjeza case, in Malawi, which has been all over the Western press lately. Ms Chimbalanga is female-identified and in a relationship with Steven Monjeza: they held an engagement ceremony in December 2009, and have been found guilty of 'performing unnatural acts and gross indecency' and sentenced to 14 years in prison with hard labour. The courts are proceeding on the basis that Ms Chimbalanga is male and that her relationship with Mr Monjeza is therefore homosexual. The Western press is also reporting the case as if Ms Chimbalanga was a man, and as if the only issue here were the right to same-sex relationships (and, in particular, same-sex marriage). This means that a whole dimension of the suffering and mistreatment that Ms Chimbalanga is going through - her being persistently misgendered as male and subject to invasive procedures to establish her biological sex - is being erased by the Western press, in order to make the predicament of this couple fit more neatly into our current obsession with the right to same-sex marriage.

Help me write my paper

I'm finishing my paper for this conference (which is going to be so great, you guys), and in all seriousness, I would like your answers to this question: why is Dante in The Divine Comedy not a Mary-Sue?

Here's a bit of the Inferno:

And so I saw together that excellent school
Of those who are masters of exalted song
Which, like an eagle, flies above the others.

When they had talked together a little while,
They turned towards me with signs of recognition;
And my master smiled to see them do so.

And then, they did me a still greater honour;
They took me as a member of their company,
So that I was a sixth among those great intellects.

So we went on in the direction of the light,
Talking of things of which it is well to say nothing,
Although it was well to talk of them at the time. (Inf.4.94-105: trans. Sisson in the Oxford World's Classics edition)

Here's the start and end of the original Mary-Sue story:

‘Gee, golly, gosh, gloriosky,’ thought Mary Sue as she stepped on the bridge of the Enterprise. ‘Here I am, the youngest lieutenant in the fleet - only fifteen and a half years old.’ Captain Kirk came up to her.
‘Oh, Lieutenant, I love you madly.'

... In the Sick Bay as she breathed her last, she was surrounded by Captain Kirk, Mr. Spock, Dr. McCoy, and Mr. Scott, all weeping unashamedly at the loss of her beautiful youth and youthful beauty, intelligence, capability and all around niceness.

Any and all answers welcome. If you don't want to make up a google account just to comment here, drop me an email - you can find my work email really easily from the contact directory at Bristol uni, or via my staff page.