Beautiful Miss Conception.

What do I write when all has been said, I am not who I thought I would be. I am broken and I need the toy maker to mend me. What do we do when we realise that we are who we are far beyond repair and repose. I continue to hope for grander days filled with love and what I thought was mine to demand. Something worth similar to gold yet privately of my own valuation that instantly was seen and documented as an appraisal worthy of judgement. Yet it eludes me, and I am torn between the realisation that I have myself to blame and the reality that the ones that I choose will never give me the price I am worth. Why are we destined to continue and repeat the mistakes of our examples, the parents that brought us into this world, leaving us with a legacy that sometimes we wish we could escape. If only life was a simple as a guide book for dummies, we would surely excel and escape our traps and go forth and prosper. I once believed in love, I believe in love for the self while imparting love to others, but in this day and age they are not taught to give, only take. How does one find love with these values? I am sure there are a few who are different from this and I would hate to paint all with the same brush. Our hopes lay with the collective that still hold dear to the morals and manners of a past era. The ones that know that to gain the most we must first give of ourselves in a manner that is selfless to the point of no return. I see so many now that are determined to make front page at any cost and to hell with the consequences and who it hurts in the process. Does it matter who we hurt in our quest to gain what we want for ourselves? Yes it does, because the one we hurt the most is ourselves when we choose this path. When did we stop teaching our children that what we give out we get back? How can you bring up a child to destroy itself by slowly chipping away at its own virtues through another. I am so saddened by what I see and in spite of it I still believe we will go back to better times. It is inevitable that not unlike the obesity epidemic that is embracing the human race, we will be forced to see the error of our ways. The Titanic went down and they were forced to learn from those mistakes and this evolution of selfishness will also find the bottom of its ocean. We will in time see that everything has a price and everything finds its centre and whether we like it or not survival is an instinct the human race cannot escape. D day is upon us and we wish we still had time to evaluate the bullshit we have scattered over the earth, but time is not something of which we can waste any longer. Wake up from your collective dream states and rise up and save your children or even just yourselves if progeny is not your concern. You do not have to continue with the lie that all is OK and will continue UN-abated without recompense because our penance is coming in force. I will go to my grave knowing that I tried to help my fellow man and loved my inner desire to improve the position of others. I also will go to my grave regretting a few things that I allowed myself to fall prey to, including jealousy, anger and misguided pride. I fear that we may never learn what we need to know right now and though many are trying to warn us, few are listening. What an amazing yet incredibly stupid race we are, to have so much beauty at our finger tips and as much destruction as our legacy left in our wake. If all is lost we are and will always be a beautiful miss conception on our creators conscience, and that is not from a religious stand point. Who or what ever created us, must stand in awe of our ability to do the worst thing imaginable to something that I am sure could and can only ever be seen as a gift. A blue shining gem spinning in space and time, that for a split second in the scheme of things was a hope full bequeath to a human race that does not know what it does. Robyn Whittaker. copyright (c) 2011

THE SKY IS NOT FALLING!

You were born that way as the song says, and to hell with anyone who still holds onto conversional tactics and beliefs. In this world of colorful multi-faceted culture soaked melting pots, it still amuses me that some choose to hold onto so many outdated beliefs. The sky is not falling, and for the millionth time Chicken Little is running at lightning speed to escape an imaginary impact from something he so clearly does not understand. New inhabitants take charge of the chicken legs and find new skies to fear and at the end of the day we are left wondering what on earth all the fuss was about. Ignorance evolves with education and becomes understanding. The evolution of collective minds gains momentum and majority rule conquers a minority of fools who hold dear to stupid realities. As I have said before Gay marriage will eventually be something of which we take for granted and a yawn is the greatest protest you will get on this sort of announcement. I believe we are destined for universal acceptance from the majority of human kind and by the time this comes to pass; the rest of them will not deserve the virtues of our thoughts. Be who you are without exception and believe in who you are, because you were destined to come to this earth and stay here a while and find your own happiness. If the universe did not want you to exist, you would not be here. Hold onto this truth and go forth and multiply your happiness, to a level that no fools holding a pitchfork screaming lynch them could ever erode or destroy. They feel they have been ordained to leap your fence and judge your lawns and gardens, when clearly it is there own that is in need of tending. The only weeds needing a good pull are the ones that grow and become noxious when watered and fertilized with hate and prejudice, by those masquerading as good gardeners. I cringe when I see the vile behaviour of placard wielding holy people in the land of the red, white and blue, who feel it is there duty to act in a manner only fitting in the bowels of hell. We are a proud community and nothing and nobody with ill intention will change or turn the tide on what is surely going to be seen as our collective consummation and ongoing realization. We are family and a strong one at that, so be proud of the achievements so far because there are many more to come. Lastly I hope everyone had a fabulous Mardi Gra! Copyright © Robyn Whittaker. 2011-03-05.

4 WARNINGS AND SENSIBLE REACTIONS

What an eventful year we have had so far here in our gorgeous state of Qld. Floods and cyclones have come and gone, and apparently we are in for more in the coming months. My thoughts go out to our communities who went through the floods in the south east and those living in the north that suffered through Yasi and sustained property losses. Thankfully there were no fatalities in this latest natural disaster that I am aware of, largely due to fore warnings and sensible reactions to mandatory evacuations.

Australia is a land of plenty and a land of weather extremes, fire, flood, droughts and storms that can whip the coast like a mistress who knows no mercy. We have over the centuries come to know it's ups and downs, ins and outs, and for the most part we accept that this is our wonderful yet at times gut wrenching island home. Some say that we are experiencing the global effects of our wayward ways of too much greed with our natural resources, while others say it is just how nature is regardless of human excess.

I think we all sense what is happening here, deep down we all know the piper is coming for payment due. Nothing is for free, even when it seems the cost is an IOU, we all pay eventually. Even the breath we breathe takes a toll on our human bodies, and oxygen starts the rust that cell by cell begins our rot. The best we can do is try to treat our bodies well, and the same should go for the planet on which we live. We all know what happens when we stuff our bodies with a life of excess, so why would we expect it would be any different for our living earth. Hiding behind a fear of a dwindling bottom line from green conversion, stops many of us from taking the steps to drastic change needed if we are to ever turn the tide on a planet in pain.

I believe Mother Nature will continue to visit us with her fury in greater ferocity each year, until we heed the warnings and co-exist with this planet and each other in total respect. We are changing for the better and evolving to be more accepting of our differences, but what good will any of this be if we destroy our only human home.


Copyright © Robyn Whittaker. 2011

NEW HERD LOOKING FOR OLD SCENE

Another year is under way, floods have taken thier toll and whether we like it or not we are dragged kicking and screaming through its months. I don't know about you, but I am distinctly feeling an effect I once read about called the "Quickening". Everything seems to speed up and some of us become overwhelmed with an intense feeling that time is going faster than the pace needed for us to interact with it comfortably. Anyway this maybe my active imagination working overtime, but I am sure that I am not an island in regard to time loss sensations.

Talking about time, I was looking through some pics on face book of yesterdays club scene here in Brisvegas and it occurred to me just how much has changed around here. Admittedly I was looking at photographs of over 15 years ago and I would have to be an idiot to expect anything less than radical change in that time frame. Along with great innovations and upgrades to most of life that surrounds us, I have found some of these changes a little sad to say the least. I miss the excitement of Tuesday nights (Industry night) at the original "Terminus" in the valley, and even though I am happy our community has gone fairly mainstream, I wish we still had a more underground feel to our scene. God knows my desire to go out these days has somewhat waned, and the last time I ventured out, I realized why. Apart from the night dissolving into an unfortunate situation with a very drunk and out of control fool I became tangled up with, the overall feel of the night was baron of the fun we used to have before we became so fashionable. One barman even outed me to a male that found me attractive and then had the hide to justify his actions by saying he was trying to protect the other patrons! We would not want the Tranimals to bite the vulnerable straight boys visiting the zoo now would we? that would indeed be a travesty! You see it is one thing to commercialize our pink experience and send it into the mainstream stratosphere, but at what cost I ask you. Being around us and being a part of our party is where it is at for a lot of people who have embraced our community’s mantra of acceptance of difference and love in the LGBT degree.

Please don't think I am at all regretting any of the positive virtues gained by the changes in the law or the gloss that has been applied in bucket loads to some of our venues. It is just the outcry from a recently pricked memory of a time when we were a lot less polished and OK with a venue that was less about selling our experiential product and more about a fun safe haven for our kind. There is only one venue left in my opinion, still offering an old world LGBT experience and gender bending explosive vibe, devoid of the self conscious desire to change things too dramatically. To this day it feels like it did when all of our behaviour was supposedly very naughty and illegal. To my knowledge it has only been given mild renovations to update certain areas of its hallowed walls on the hill, and even though I do still occasionally enjoy my time at the others, I give top marks to them for perseverance with an old theme. Every thing comes around again and sometimes we yearn for things and experiences that remind us of times gone by. Innocence is a wonderful thing and with maturity comes many exciting new experiences and opportunities. I just hope we see the opportunities that looking back can bring to those looking ahead, sometimes in our quest to evolve with those around us we loose some of what made us so attractive in the first place.

Copyright © Robyn Whittaker. 2011.

RESOLUTIONS

I hope everyone enjoyed the festive season and all it had to offer, and trust we all made a few resolutions for good measure as well. Every year we embark on a new journey into a promising fresh year, armed with optimistic and hopeful resolutions that we pray we might keep. I have in the past, like many before me, taken up the challenge of keeping to new years promises of being 10kgs lighter and 10 times wiser and hoped they would come true. I guess we all know that the only one who can achieve this is the one we call ourselves, and if we are lucky we may get a little help from our friends as well. Only we can achieve goals set out for us and the wisest of all take a modest leap of faith when setting the height of their bar. Of course I am not referring to the bar a few of us lean on or hold up around the scene while drinking our weight in poison of choice liquid gold. One must give oneself the edge by at least making sure that goals to be reached are not out of our league or so far off the map that finding the destination is like someone walking to Kilcoy in one thong and a pink bikini.

I gave myself a break this year and just wished for the best I can achieve in 3 simple steps. 1. Smile and laugh more, worry less 2. Look after myself first, and then share the love 3. Don't take life too seriously, think musicals! Voila! Very achievable! I hope you too chose a kinder approach to this unfortunate ritual of setting ourselves up for feeling like failures in our future. Never set yourself up for heartache, just give yourself the love you deserve and keep it simple. No one wants to get to the end of the year and realize that the 20kgs we promised we would lose, somehow managed to follow the G.P.S back to our rear. That fortune you didn't make does not need to haunt your mind if you decide enough can make you happy. Just learn to be one with yourself and happy to be still here breathing in the good fortune of having the chance to see another year in. So many miss the opportunities life brings by missing out on living in the moment when too much focus is placed in the future. I am vowing to never take more from myself than I give to others, and many lessons were learnt in this regard in the year that has past. I will cherish my virtues and squander none on those who don't deserve them, and if you take heed you may do the same. Whatever your wish, all I wish for you, is that you have a Happy New Year!


Copyright © Robyn Whittaker. 2010.

Balls and Tinsel!

Well it's that time of the year again when we shake off the tree and fill it with balls and tinsel and hope the fat old man in a red suit leaves us something under it for our yearly efforts. This part of the world warms up and the other part cools down and we all think of the good and the bad times past. No amount of shaking the boxes produces that Prada handbag or Jimmy Choos that I have wished for in years gone by and this year I guess will be much the same. I too will enter the land of gastronomical madness and produce a euro styled hot banquet of turkey and baked ham fit for a queen, punctuated with custard drowned pudding. I will no doubt drink my weight in champagne, pausing briefly to rest my stomach before re-emerging to inhale what is left over. Christmas is my favourite time of the year, a period where many of us gather together to celebrate what it is to be human in this consumer obsessed planet we call earth. It's the thought that counts they say, but who of us would scowl at a box of Chanel or a Gucci watch with a diamond or two.

Of course we do encounter the odd scrooge or two on our travels who spit and splatter about how vile it all is and how we should somehow feel guilty for just having a good time. Take no heed to these nay sayers and party poopers who relish any chance to ruin someone’s happiness, they are just there to remind us of how not to act and challenge us to have fun in spite of their efforts. Park your clown car of fun where ever you like this silly season and surround yourself with family and friends and enjoy the month that ends with presence of mind and the presents you find. Drape your life with a sparkle and a smile, never wane from joyful desire. Spare a thought for those less fortunate, the sick and lonely without family and open your heart to those on a limb. Many a Xmas orphan has found their way to my home in years gone by and I delight in sharing the day and all it has to offer with them. Finally when all else fails, the tinsel disintegrates and your tree falls apart and no amount of turkey or ham fills your hole, just think of the gift of the life you've been given and turn all your thoughts into gold. Most of all, may my wish come true, I hope you have a Merry Christmas.

Copyright © Robyn Whittaker. 2010

HISTORY OF THE FUTURE

Is it all in vain to hope that we may some day all skip to a similar beat that sets the rhythm of a race accepting of difference and change? Will our new ordered world understanding fully include those on the fringe into the taken-for-granted so-called norms of our every day? Shall I live to enjoy this future I feel certain is bound to arrive eventually on the doorsteps of a generation beyond our alphabet?

Living on the edge of dark clouds that bring occasional rain is how we are seen by some. Instead of our rainbow, they only see storm clouds gathering, and with bated breath they wait and anticipate where next lightning may strike.

To say that it is right that only one type of person is entitled to certain liberties afforded to many and stolen from some, is surely the hares way to run. And soon, perhaps even sooner than you think, hard-shelled instructors of steady sure pace will one day win the seemingly failed chase. Futures full of children will change the wrongs to rights, not all at once I guess, but time will tell a new tale.

Marriage between anyone for whom it pleases will seem oh so very "normal" by then, so much so that a yawn is the only protest you may get. Will you marry for Love, maybe money or pleasure? Why not combine the three? After all, some have had centuries to work this out and look what is happening to that. Gender and sexuality will be something of which we blend and bend, shaping them to our heart and souls desire. No human fear will be leading a charge against what is finally realised as nature’s way. And the earth will still revolve around its sun, inevitably gaining heat on every new go round. And occasionally the future will take a look back as they do today, and with a beat in their hearts and relief on their brow they might say, "Wow! What a weird lot".


Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2010.

Book Thrower!

What makes us who we are? What joins us together to complete a sentence handed down from the book thrower that says this is your lot so stick with it. No escape from tunnels dug deep into the sediments of toiled soil long past turned to rock that's never going to avail itself to become rubble we wish was behind us. Keep digging and searching for the fools gold in pans filled with the joy that sends feet skyward and a body in fast pursuit.

If only riches were fast pertainable and many to be had by those that wish for less work for best returns and a place in history that the royalties only ancestors gain. Love me now for who I am and who you wish me to be and think not of who I sometimes appear to be. If the joy I bring is a fleeting gift, let the jester in me be the one you cherish for all mans time, and let that time last for exactly the length of the strings in the history of theory.

Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2010

"Stuffed" with Choice!

Life is full of choices: what to wear, who to love, where to live and how to live and so on as the wheel of life spins us in and out of control. Sometimes those choices take you far whilst others seem to stop you in your tracks and leave you wondering how to reverse what appears unchangeable. Superficial changes to one's appearance and lifestyle are easy to make when financial grease flows freely to the axle of your wheels and life glides along like a dream with beautiful scenery at every vantage point. Our clothing, the home we live in and the car we drive all say a lot to those passing through our scope of being and "new" is where it is at for the ones who desire the appearance of "most".

We are what we believe and thoughts become things, it has been said, and with every passing moment we are potentially the creators of what we soon will see. The world and its human inhabitants, good and bad, spin silently in space pondering the meaning of it all and wishing this power we have been told we possess, was one that automatically was ours to control. What if we were able to blend our minds in unison to positively bring about world change of any magnitude to prevent our own genocidal annihilation via the environment? Would we do it? Are we too far gone with our collective pursuits of selfish gratification to ever make the change?, or will we get to the brink of no return to face the ultimate result of over consumption on a cancerous scale.

These are the thoughts that make us conscious beings of positive and negative change, and these thoughts create the actions that have the potential to save our human ship or sink it under the waters without a trace. We live in a throw away society trained to give away what has lost style and use product designs that are cheaper to replace than fix. Stuffed with choices in a sea of obsolescence, we try to convince ourselves that the old world order of protecting values and reliability in goods is somehow going to be fully achievable again. I like to think that we can effect a new direction for us all, but after witnessing the things we discard on our footpaths and a futile phone call to an appliance repair store to fix an unfixable blender, I can only wonder.

Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker 2010

SPITTING RIGHTEOUS VENOM

Gay marriage is a contentious issue for many "religious" members of our wider human community. With God on their side, the Righteous Crusades continue. Many American church leaders, for example, are actively opposing and trying to overturn judicial rulings and legislative activity that has extended marriage rights to everyone, gay or straight. For example, the highest court in the state of Iowa just, over a year ago, ruled that equal rights are just that, and that they extend marriage rights to all. As fundamental rights are extended incrementally, and from place to place, to a traditionally marginalized minority, some pious folks' bile is being hatefully displayed, a distinct difference from the love and humility that one might expect based on the teachings of their various sacred texts.
Marriage has traditionally been a preserve of the straight. Religious leaders and secular lawmakers have arrogantly held the moral and legal keys to this domain. In much of the world, unfortunately, they still do and nothing has changed in this regard. Pandering politicians and dogmatic piety stand, locked arm in arm, in fear of change, in fear of the pink nuptial.
State-recognized gay marriage is a contentious issue for many devout persons because they confuse state "sanction" with religious "sanctity." According to many of their various "sacred" rulebooks, male and female unions are the only couplings their God approves of, and therefore secular authorities need to adhere to those rules, too. And that's just the way it's always been. However, in modern, progressive societies, we don't legislate, or give state sanction, based on these sacred texts. In tolerant and open countries, we can't. Whose book would we choose? Whose interpretation? Instead, we distinguish between the secular and the sacred, and try to avoid the one encroaching on the other. Proponents of gay marriage are not demanding the right to be married in your church. Instead, we are demanding the right that your church not interfere with our rights to marry in our government courthouses, our public parks, our homes and gardens, and yes, even in those churches that do open their aisles to all God's children.
Where human progress and change confronts the comfort zone of long-established beliefs, you will find conflict as some try to romanticize the past, mythologize the status quo, and marginalize any calls for change. But, equality is about treating all humans with dignity and respect, providing equal rights for all regardless of sexuality or gender. It is not about mankind's ongoing "what's next" fear. As for your spirituality, believe what you want to believe and find happiness in what you will, but do not denigrate and oppress others as we all seek to live our best lives in our short time in this world.

Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2010

THE PUZZLE OF LIFE

LIFE IN TIMES OF HARDSHIP CAN SOMETIMES FEEL LIKE A SHATTERED PUZZLE, WITH THE PIECES OF YOUR SELF SCATTERED ALL OVER LIFE'S FLOOR. WHEN TIME COMES TO PICK UP AND RE ASSEMBLE, THE LIFE PICTURE IS NO LONGER WHAT YOU SAW BEFORE.

THE PUZZLE, THE PICTURE AND PIECES THAT WE ARE MADE UP OF, LOOK ONE WAY BEFORE NEGATIVE AND POSITIVE EVENTS HAPPEN AND ANOTHER WAY SOON AFTER.
THE YEARS PASS AND CONFRONTING LESSONS GOOD AND BAD, CHANGE US IN A WAY THAT IS SOMETIMES ONLY EVIDENT WHEN WE PLACE MOST OF THE PIECES BACK TOGETHER, AND WE WITNESS A VERY DIFFERENT SCENE.
LIFE AND ITS EVENTS EITHER BREAK US APART, OR BRING US TOGETHER TO FIND A NEW RESOLVE AND WE EXPERIENCE AND VIEW A DIFFERENT SCENE. WHETHER IT IS PLEASANT AND POSITIVE OR NUMBING AND NEGATIVE IS THE CHOICE THAT IS OURS TO MAKE.
YOU START WITH THE EIFFEL TOWER AND WHEN MOST OF THE PIECES ARE COMING TOGETHER YOU REALIZE IT'S NOW THE LONDON BRIDGE.
BOTH STRONG, YET ENCOMPASSING TWO DIFFERENT IDEALS.
ONE A SYMBOL OF STRENGTH AND BEAUTY, THE OTHER A STRONG MEANS OF GETTING OVER AND ACROSS DEEP WATERS. WATERS THAT RUN DEEP LIKE BLOOD RUNNING IN VAIN.
A BRIDGE THAT IN TIME YOU KNOW IN YOUR HEART YOU WILL HAVE TO CROSS, IN ORDER TO REACH A LAND THAT YOUR SOUL WILLS THE FLESH TO TRAVERSE. LIFE'S JOURNEY AND THE COMPLEXITIES WE ARE FORCED TO ACCEPT, LOSS AND ALL THE CHANGES WE EXPERIENCE WITH THE PASSING OF TIME.
A COMING OF AGE FORCED UPON US FOR DARING TO CONTINUE WITH THE BELIEF THAT OUR LIFE AGAINST ALL THE ODDS SHOULD END UP THE ONE THAT IS MEASURED, PREDICTABLE AND SAFE. DRAWN TO UNDERSTANDING THE FUTILITY OF FIGHTING LIFE'S REALITIES WITH WHAT WE WOULD PREFER, TEACHES US THAT AT TIMES WE APPEAR TO BE LIKE ACTORS THAT AT BEST CAN GUIDE THE SCRIPT WITH POSITIVITY AND ULTIMATELY CHANGE OUR FATE. WE ARE, I BELIEVE, SENT AND DRAW TO OURSELVES THE EXPERIENCES WE NEED TO LEARN TO BE THE BEST WE CAN BE. YOU ARE WHAT YOU BELIEVE AND WHAT YOU GIVE OUT YOU RECEIVE.
SOME EXPERIENCES ARE A GIVEN, DEATH, AND LOSING THE ONES WE LOVE. WITH EVERY PASSING BREATH WE ARE IN THE FLUX OF CHANGE, AND FROM SECOND TO SECOND THE PERSON WE WERE PASSES AWAY. FOCUS ON THE GOOD IN YOURSELF AND OTHERS AND YOU WILL GET THROUGH, WHATEVER IS IN STORE FOR YOU.
EVEN THOUGH BACK THEN IN THE PAST IS SOMETIMES LONGED FOR WITH NOSTALGIA, OR DREADED WITH REMORSE AND HEARTACHE, FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE WE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME. THIS IS MY VIEW, YOURS MAY NOT BE THE SAME. ONE THING THAT I AM SURE OF, THE PUZZLE OF LIFE COMES WITH A GUARANTEE OF CHANGE.

(c) Robyn Whittaker

Weight A While

Weight a while, think,

Plants in the mind keeping you here.

Places we stay, locked faithless embrace,

Hooks that catch, working against yourself.

Positive mindset, loving reflection releases the trap.

Absorbed self acceptance is key, to what we finally see.

Core set of values, constrict or release,

Freedom is body image at ease.

Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker 2009.

Meshel apologises to save her face

Well looks like Meshel has attempted to apologise for her part in the whole mess that was created on the 3rd of November by leaving a comment under the original online story that was on the Pride web story. It seems she has had a change of heart and is not so sure she is going to stick by her Transphobic behaviour or her attacking comments about me having no sense of humour. Strangely Q-News reported that she was always steering things in the right direction and did no wrong but that was just a clever cover up to save Meshel's face and now it seems she has decided to admit she did wrong and retract her prior behaviour with an apology to the Trans community and a vague apology to me. Thanks Meshel, now all you have to do is convince your other mates to do the same and then organise an official on air apology and a written one, but then that may be asking too much from someone who sincerely did not want to offend anyone from my community. I think it is very big of her to do so but I also guess under the circumstances she had little choice if she intended on ever showing her face at an LGBT event again.

It has been reported that she has just given birth to her twins, a boy and a girl and is happily getting on with that part of her life so I guess in her mind the whole situation has been saved and is now on the back burner in favour of nappies and formula milk feeds... Well that may be true for a while, of course that is until the ADCQ decide to start proceedings against the station and Ben Teo, at which time she and her crew will be dealing with number one's, two's and three's! As I promised here is my response quotes to her attack on me and my lack of humour and under that is her apology...... Thanks for your apology Meshel, it is something I guess until the ADCQ accept the complaint, investigate and hopefully force you all to appreciate the virtues of keeping your opinions to yourself and learn a little respect for a the Transgender Community.

Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker 2009.

(My quote responses in full to Meshel's original attack on me are as follows....)

As a Transgender I have the right to stand up for who I am and react against a 5 minute on air vilification attack, regardless of how much Michelle has deluded herself in thinking having Transgender friends or working in a brothel affords her the right to denigrate my kind.

No sleep has been lost over the lack of a false friendship with the likes of Michelle and her Nova team, she can be well assured of that. And let me also assure her that I have a very good sense of humour and shock jock cheap shots that are aimed squarely at a minority to destroy their self esteem and garner negative feeling amongst the wider community for Trans people through sick comical vilification is thankfully not my idea of comedy. What next, is the LGBT community supposed to lay down and laugh at dictated humour styles by a bunch of glass house dwelling bigots just because they say they know a Trans person or a gay person?

On air, Michelle has been asking what gender her listeners think she will be giving birth to, with only two binary choices, boy or girl. How about a Trans child Michelle?, they are worthy of birth and love too! or is that not a valid guess from this listener?

Regards Robyn Whittaker.

(Her Apology as a comment under the Pride online story is as follows...)

From Meshel Laurie written by Meshel Laurie , November 26, 2009...

OK, seriously, this has gone way too far, mainly because I totally took my eye off the ball in a time of intense pressure and reacted glibly and defensively. I can't really cope with anyone suggesting that I am in any way homophobic so I lashed out at my accuser rather than considering that I may have lost my judgement while trying to get a cheap laugh. I really am so sorry for hurting the feelings of members of the transgender community for whom I have great respect. I am genuinely sorry for the whole thing.

(You can view her apology here at the bottom of the original Qld Pride online story in the comments section...)

http://qlp.e-p.net.au/news/nova-fm-dj-in-trans-attack-2942.html

Gary Burns lends a hand.

Gary Burns decided to give his valued opinion on this issue.....Gary is the only person to have successfully taken John Laws to court for his comments on homosexuals, referring to them as pillow biters etc. I am very thankful that there is such strong support for the Trans community by someone who understands that apathy is not acceptable on these issues... The story can be found in the link below......

http://qlp.e-p.net.au/news/burns-weighs-in-to-nova-stoush-2943.html

After sending in another two complaints about Transphobia and vilification on the Nova airwaves, the first of 3 being on the 26th with the Lady Ga Ga comments, I received after each complaint, response letters in the form of a legal jargon laden "we are sorry your offended but we don't believe we were offensive" style replies. Over the last few weeks I have been trying to get Nova to admit they were in the wrong and did in fact broadcast damaging vilification and Transphobia on the radio again on the 3rd and the 9th of Nov and get them to apologies in writting and on air directly to the Trans community, to no avail.

I even received an abusive phone call from Sean Ryan, the manager of Nova, yelling down the phone at me about my Blog ...."What is this rubbish you have written about me, saying that my apology was insincere?!!!" What apology Sean?! If you are apologising for offense that may have been caused you are only apologising for my own perception of what you are saying I perceived as offensive and not taking responsibility for actually being offensive, not to mention breaking vilification laws. You may have come down in the last one mate but this gal was a few showers before that I can assure you. I was amazed that after everything this lot had done to attack the Trans community, he thought he would ring me and berate me like a child for employing my right to defend my kind with free speech on my own Blog site. After calling him back when he hung up on me, he ended the next conversation with a threat to take legal action against me for harassment! Yeah right! go ahead, do your worst, I will gladly stand up in any court in Australia and give this issue the Media attention it deserves on your behaviour in regards to picking on a minority with reckless abandon. You lot are nothing more than a pack of glorified schoolyard bullies that have spread prejudice and have encouraged our youth and the wider community to despise and discriminate against the Trans community. Your on air handy work has the potential to cause loose canons in the community to commit hate crimes on anyone that you dictate is not worthy of respect and fair treatment. You need to be stopped from this irresponsible vile form of banal entertainment and as far as I am concerned this sort of broadcast is the reason that school kids, (one of your largest listening groups) commit heinous hate filled bullying attacks that they film and upload to what ever medium suits there sick minds, to fulfill a desire to physically and verbally abuse other kids they deem as under them.

Even after trying to get Nova to realise what they have done, Sean tried to stage manage with Q-News an alleged apology to the LGBT community..(Strangely that same apology was not sent to Qld Pride to print)... Meshel Lorry (spelling is intended) had sent Qld Pride a scathing attack on me accusing me of not having any sense of humour! Meshel you are seriously twisted if you think any of that broadcast was funny, and dear I don't give a flying duck wing if you worked in a brothel with Trans women you have no right to attack and ridicule Trans people. Your about to give birth any day now apparently, and what a revolting attitude to have when your about to become the mother of twins. Lets just hope you don't have to deal with anything other then the gender they are born with as I would guess you would be a real treat of a mother to them with that sense of humour. Yes you cleaned up your act at the end of that braodcast only when you realised that it had gone too far. Q-"News" was so certain you were steering the conversation in the right direction all the way through but you and I know that is not the truth, and anyone else that heard it on the day or during the week that it was left up on the Nova website, and those that hear it in the future will get to know you for who you really are, someone with a very twisted and sick sense of humour who thinks it is ok to vilify and persecute the transgender community!

Here is the link to the story that you can find on Qld Pride online and soon I will be posting my responses to Meshels attacks on my sense of humour!

http://qlp.e-p.net.au/news/nova-fm-dj-in-trans-attack-2942.html