We were still sleeping — it was approaching 6:30am. The landlord said ‘you people get ready for what’s coming.’ we heard people screaming outside. We opened the door and the chairmen, journalists, police, and people from around were there. They said ‘get out!’ ‘remove all your things!’ ‘We wont tolerate gay people in our area.’
From my fieldnotes (Kampala, 2015). I interviewed ███ at Ice Breakers Uganda — a safe space for kuchus to organize, work, and socialize. Often when I visit the compound there are10-12 young people sitting around the living room in the house. ███ identifies as a lesbian. She told me, “Ice Breakers Uganda is one of … Continue reading “So that day she decided to make me leave”
I talked to a LGBT activist who trains health workers on how to meet the special needs of "key populations" - like LGBT persons, sex workers, and injecting drug users. He told me about the crazy questions he gets from these health workers he is training. But no matter how offensive the questions are - … Continue reading “We don’t blame them”
From my fieldnotes (Kampala, 2015). I asked if she was ever worried about people recognizing her here. I moved to this side because there are no newspapers on this side. Most people don’t read newspapers here. They can't read because of the illiteracy. So they don’t really know me. — Okay, but some know. But … Continue reading “It’s just the way I am”
█████ told me about other cases that have arisen. And someone was arrested for having lubricant in their bag a few years back.
But before I left the compound I told ██████ that I was going out for observations. She reacted with “I know that place. It's for the homosexuals. They go boy-boy and girl-girl.” She also (jokingly) suggested I go “boy-boy” to fit in.