[blindlgbtpride] One town's war on LGBT Teens
Sean Moore
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Tue Feb 7 12:23:10 EST 2012
this made me cry, really hard! People just don’t see what’s happening to kids who at LGBT. Its sick!
From: dlb723
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Subject: [blindlgbtpride] One town's war on LGBT Teens
This is a long read and worth the time.
Don
One Town's War on Gay Teens
By Sabrina Rubin Erdely, Rolling Stone
04 February 12
In Michele Bachmann's home district, evangelicals have created an extreme
anti-gay climate. After a rash of suicides, the kids are fighting back.
Every morning, Brittany Geldert stepped off the bus and bolted through the
double doors of Fred Moore Middle School, her nerves already on high alert,
bracing
for the inevitable.
"Dyke."
Pretending not to hear, Brittany would walk briskly to her locker, past the
sixth-, seventh- and eighth-graders who loitered in menacing packs.
"Whore."
Like many 13-year-olds, Brittany knew seventh grade was a living hell. But
what she didn't know was that she was caught in the crossfire of a culture
war
being waged by local evangelicals inspired by their high-profile
congressional representative Michele Bachmann, who graduated from Anoka High
School and,
until recently, was a member of one of the most conservative churches in the
area. When Christian activists who considered gays an abomination forced a
measure through the school board forbidding the discussion of homosexuality
in the district's public schools, kids like Brittany were unknowingly thrust
into the heart of a clash that was about to become intertwined with tragedy.
Brittany didn't look like most girls in blue-collar Anoka, Minnesota, a
former logging town on the Rum River, a conventional place that takes pride
in its
annual Halloween parade - it bills itself the "Halloween Capital of the
World." Brittany was a low-voiced, stocky girl who dressed in baggy jeans
and her
dad's Marine Corps sweatshirts. By age 13, she'd been taunted as a "cunt"
and "cock muncher" long before such words had made much sense. When she told
administrators about the abuse, they were strangely unresponsive, even
though bullying was a subject often discussed in school-board meetings. The
district
maintained a comprehensive five-page anti-bullying policy, and held
diversity trainings on racial and gender sensitivity. Yet when it came to
Brittany's
harassment, school officials usually told her to ignore it, always glossing
over the sexually charged insults. Like the time Brittany had complained
about
being called a "fat dyke": The school's principal, looking pained, had
suggested Brittany prepare herself for the next round of teasing with snappy
comebacks
- "I can lose the weight, but you're stuck with your ugly face" - never
acknowledging she had been called a "dyke." As though that part was OK. As
though
the fact that Brittany was bisexual made her fair game.
So maybe she was a fat dyke, Brittany thought morosely; maybe she deserved
the teasing. She would have been shocked to know the truth behind the
adults'
inaction: No one would come to her aid for fear of violating the
districtwide policy requiring school personnel to stay "neutral" on issues
of homosexuality.
All Brittany knew was that she was on her own, vulnerable and ashamed, and
needed to find her best friend, Samantha, fast.
Like Brittany, eighth-grader Samantha Johnson was a husky tomboy too,
outgoing with a big smile and a silly streak to match Brittany's own. Sam
was also
bullied for her look - short hair, dark clothing, lack of girly affect - but
she merrily shrugged off the abuse. When Sam's volleyball teammates'
taunting
got rough - barring her from the girls' locker room, yelling, "You're a
guy!" - she simply stopped going to practice. After school, Sam would
encourage
Brittany to join her in privately mocking their tormentors, and the girls
would parade around Brittany's house speaking in Valley Girl squeals,
wearing
bras over their shirts, collapsing in laughter. They'd become as close as
sisters in the year since Sam had moved from North Dakota following her
parents'
divorce, and Sam had quickly become Brittany's beacon. Sam was even helping
to start a Gay Straight Alliance club, as a safe haven for misfits like
them,
although the club's progress was stalled by the school district that, among
other things, was queasy about the club's flagrant use of the word "gay."
Religious
conservatives have called GSAs "sex clubs," and sure enough, the local
religious right loudly objected to them. "This is an assault on moral
standards,"
read one recent letter to the community paper. "Let's stop this dangerous
nonsense before it's too late and more young boys and girls are encouraged
to
'come out' and practice their 'gayness' right in their own school's
homosexual club."
Brittany admired Sam's courage, and tried to mimic her insouciance and
stoicism. So Brittany was bewildered when one day in November 2009, on the
school
bus home, a sixth-grade boy slid in next to her and asked quaveringly, "Did
you hear Sam said she's going to kill herself?"
Brittany considered the question. No way. How many times had she seen Sam
roll her eyes and announce, "Ugh, I'm gonna kill myself" over some
insignificant
thing? "Don't worry, you'll see Sam tomorrow," Brittany reassured her friend
as they got off the bus. But as she trudged toward her house, she couldn't
stop turning it over in her mind. A boy in the district had already
committed suicide just days into the school year - TJ Hayes, a 16-year-old
at Blaine
High School - so she knew such things were possible. But Sam Johnson?
Brittany tried to keep the thought at bay. Finally, she confided in her
mother.
"This isn't something you kid about, Brittany," her mom scolded, snatching
the kitchen cordless and taking it down the hall to call the Johnsons. A
minute
later she returned, her face a mask of shock and terror. "Honey, I'm so
sorry. We're too late," she said tonelessly as Brittany's knees buckled;
13-year-old
Sam had climbed into the bathtub after school and shot herself in the mouth
with her own hunting rifle. No one at school had seen her suicide coming.
No one saw the rest of them coming, either.
Sam's death lit the fuse of a suicide epidemic that would take the lives of
nine local students in under two years, a rate so high that child
psychologist
Dan Reidenberg, executive director of the Minnesota-based Suicide Awareness
Voices of Education, declared the Anoka-Hennepin school district the site of
a "suicide cluster," adding that the crisis might hold an element of
contagion; suicidal thoughts had become catchy, like a lethal virus. "Here
you had
a large number of suicides that are really closely connected, all within one
school district, in a small amount of time," explains Reidenberg. "Kids
started
to feel that the normal response to stress was to take your life."
There was another common thread: Four of the nine dead were either gay or
perceived as such by other kids, and were reportedly bullied. The tragedies
come
at a national moment when bullying is on everyone's lips, and a devastating
number of gay teens across the country are in the news for killing
themselves.
Suicide rates among gay and lesbian kids are frighteningly high, with
attempt rates four times that of their straight counterparts; studies show
that one-third
of all gay youth have attempted suicide at some point (versus 13 percent of
hetero kids), and that internalized homophobia contributes to suicide risk.
Against this supercharged backdrop, the Anoka-Hennepin school district finds
itself in the spotlight not only for the sheer number of suicides but
because
it is accused of having contributed to the death toll by cultivating an
extreme anti-gay climate. "LGBTQ students don't feel safe at school," says
Anoka
Middle School for the Arts teacher Jefferson Fietek, using the acronym for
Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender and Questioning. "They're made to feel
ashamed
of who they are. They're bullied. And there's no one to stand up for them,
because teachers are afraid of being fired."
The Southern Poverty Law Center and the National Center for Lesbian Rights
have filed a lawsuit on behalf of five students, alleging the school
district's
policies on gays are not only discriminatory, but also foster an environment
of unchecked anti-gay bullying. The Department of Justice has begun a civil
rights investigation as well. The Anoka-Hennepin school district declined to
comment on any specific incidences but denies any discrimination,
maintaining
that its broad anti-bullying policy is meant to protect all students. "We
are not a homophobic district, and to be vilified for this is very
frustrating,"
says superintendent Dennis Carlson, who blames right-wingers and gay
activists for choosing the area as a battleground, describing the district
as the
victim in this fracas. "People are using kids as pawns in this political
debate," he says. "I find that abhorrent."
Ironically, that's exactly the charge that students, teachers and grieving
parents are hurling at the school district. "Samantha got caught up in a
political
battle that I didn't know about," says Sam Johnson's mother, Michele. "And
you know whose fault it is? The people who make their living off of saying
they're
going to take care of our kids."
Located a half-hour north of Minneapolis, the 13 sprawling towns that make
up the Anoka-Hennepin school district - Minnesota's largest, with 39,000
kids
- seems an unlikely place for such a battle. It's a soothingly flat,
172-square-mile expanse sliced by the Mississippi River, where woodlands
abruptly
give way to strip malls and then fall back to placid woodlands again, and
the landscape is dotted with churches. The district, which spans two
counties,
is so geographically huge as to be a sort of cross section of America
itself, with its small minority population clustered at its southern tip,
white suburban
sprawl in its center and sparsely populated farmland in the north. It also
offers a snapshot of America in economic crisis: In an area where just 20
percent
of adults have college educations, the recession hit hard, and foreclosures
and unemployment have become the norm.
For years, the area has also bred a deep strain of religious conservatism.
At churches like First Baptist Church of Anoka, parishioners believe that
homosexuality
is a form of mental illness caused by family dysfunction, childhood trauma
and exposure to pornography - a perversion curable through intensive
therapy.
It's a point of view shared by their congresswoman Michele Bachmann, who has
called homosexuality a form of "sexual dysfunction" that amounts to
"personal
enslavement." In 1993, Bachmann, a proponent of school prayer and
creationism, co-founded the New Heights charter school in the town of
Stillwater, only
to flee the board amid an outcry that the school was promoting a religious
curriculum. Bachmann also is affiliated with the ultraright Minnesota Family
Council, headlining a fundraiser for them last spring alongside Newt
Gingrich.
Though Bachmann doesn't live within Anoka-Hennepin's boundaries anymore, she
has a dowdier doppelgänger there in the form of anti-gay crusader Barb
Anderson.
A bespectacled grandmother with lemony-blond hair she curls in severely
toward her face, Anderson is a former district Spanish teacher and a
longtime researcher
for the MFC who's been fighting gay influence in local schools for two
decades, ever since she discovered that her nephew's health class was
teaching homosexuality
as normal. "That really got me on a journey," she said in a radio interview.
When the Anoka-Hennepin district's sex-ed curriculum came up for
re-evaluation
in 1994, Anderson and four like-minded parents managed to get on the review
committee. They argued that any form of gay tolerance in school is actually
an insidious means of promoting homosexuality - that openly discussing the
matter would encourage kids to try it, turning straight kids gay.
"Open your eyes, people," Anderson recently wrote to the local newspaper.
"What if a 15-year-old is seduced into homosexual behavior and then
contracts
AIDS?" Her agenda mimics that of Focus on the Family, the national
evangelical Christian organization founded by James Dobson; Family Councils,
though
technically independent of Focus on the Family, work on the state level to
accomplish Focus' core goals, including promoting prayer in public spaces,
"defending
marriage" by lobbying for anti-gay legislation, and fighting gay tolerance
in public schools under the guise of preserving parental authority -
reasoning
that government-mandated acceptance of gays undermines the traditional
values taught in Christian homes.
At the close of the seven-month-long sex-ed review, Anderson and her
colleagues wrote a memo to the Anoka-Hennepin school board, concluding, "The
majority
of parents do not wish to have there [sic] children taught that the gay
lifestyle is a normal acceptable alternative." Surprisingly, the six-member
board
voted to adopt the measure by a four-to-two majority, even borrowing the
memo's language to fashion the resulting districtwide policy, which
pronounced
that within the health curriculum, "homosexuality not be taught/addressed as
a normal, valid lifestyle."
The policy became unofficially known as "No Homo Promo" and passed
unannounced to parents and unpublished in the policy handbooks; most
teachers were told
about it by their principals. Teachers say it had a chilling effect and they
became concerned about mentioning gays in any context. Discussion of
homosexuality
gradually disappeared from classes. "If you can't talk about it in any
context, which is how teachers interpret district policies, kids internalize
that
to mean that being gay must be so shameful and wrong," says Anoka High
School teacher Mary Jo Merrick-Lockett. "And that has created a climate of
fear
and repression and harassment."
Suicide is a complex phenomenon; there's never any one pat reason to explain
why anyone kills themselves. Michele Johnson acknowledges that her daughter,
Sam, likely had many issues that combined to push her over the edge, but
feels strongly that bullying was one of those factors. "I'm sure that
Samantha's
decision to take her life had a lot to do with what was going on in school,"
Johnson says tearfully. "I'm sure things weren't perfect in other areas, but
nothing was as bad as what was going on in that school."
The summer before Justin Aaberg started at Anoka High School, his mother
asked, "So, are you sure you're gay?"
Justin, a slim, shy 14-year-old who carefully swept his blond bangs to the
side like his namesake, Bieber, studied his mom's face. "I'm pretty sure I'm
gay," he answered softly, then abruptly changed his mind. "Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait!" he shouted - out of character for the quiet boy - "I'm positive. I
am gay," Justin proclaimed.
"OK." Tammy Aaberg nodded. "So. Just because you can't get him pregnant
doesn't mean you don't use protection." She proceeded to lecture her son
about safe
sex while Justin turned bright red and beamed. Embarrassing as it was to get
a sex talk from his mom, her easy affirmation of Justin's orientation seemed
like a promising sign as he stood on the brink of high school. Justin was
more than ready to turn the corner on the horrors of middle school -
especially
on his just-finished eighth-grade year, when Justin had come out as gay to a
few friends, yet word had instantly spread, making him a pariah. In the hall
one day, a popular jock had grabbed Justin by the balls and squeezed,
sneering, "You like that, don't you?" That assault had so humiliated and
frightened
Justin that he'd burst out crying, but he never reported any of his
harassment. The last thing he wanted to do was draw more attention to his
sexuality.
Plus, he didn't want his parents worrying. Justin's folks were already
overwhelmed with stresses of their own: Swamped with debt, they'd declared
bankruptcy
and lost their home to foreclosure. So Justin had kept his problems to
himself; he felt hopeful things would get better in high school, where kids
were
bound to be more mature.
"There'll always be bullies," he reasoned to a friend. "But we'll be older,
so maybe they'll be better about it."
But Justin's start of ninth grade in 2009 began as a disappointment. In the
halls of Anoka High School, he was bullied, called a "faggot" and shoved
into
lockers. Then, a couple of months into the school year, he was stunned to
hear about Sam Johnson's suicide. Though Justin hadn't known her personally,
he'd known of her, and of the way she'd been taunted for being butch. Justin
tried to keep smiling. In his room at home, Justin made a brightly colored
paper banner and taped it to his wall: "Love the life you live, live the
life you love."
Brittany couldn't stop thinking about Sam, a reel that looped endlessly in
her head. Sam dancing to one of their favorite metal bands, Drowning Pool.
Sam
dead in the tub with the back of her head blown off. Sam's ashes in an urn,
her coffin empty at her wake.
She couldn't sleep. Her grades fell. Her daily harassment at school
continued, but now without her best friend to help her cope. At home,
Brittany played
the good daughter, cleaning the house and performing her brother's chores
unasked, all in a valiant attempt to maintain some family peace after the
bank
took their house, and both parents lost their jobs in quick succession. Then
Brittany started cutting herself.
Just 11 days after Sam's death, on November 22nd, 2009, came yet another
suicide: a Blaine High School student, 15-year-old Aaron Jurek - the
district's
third suicide in just three months. After Christmas break, an Andover High
School senior, Nick Lockwood, became the district's fourth casualty: a boy
who
had never publicly identified as gay, but had nonetheless been teased as
such. Suicide number five followed, that of recent Blaine High School grad
Kevin
Buchman, who had no apparent LGBT connection. Before the end of the school
year there would be a sixth suicide, 15-year-old July Barrick of Champlin
Park
High School, who was also bullied for being perceived as gay, and who'd
complained to her mother that classmates had started an "I Hate July
Barrick" Facebook
page. As mental-health counselors were hurriedly dispatched to each affected
school, the district was blanketed by a sense of mourning and frightened
shock.
"It has taken a collective toll," says Northdale Middle School psychologist
Colleen Cashen. "Everyone has just been reeling - students, teachers.
There's
been just a profound sadness."
In the wake of Sam's suicide, Brittany couldn't seem to stop crying. She'd
disappear for hours with her cellphone turned off, taking long walks by Elk
Creek
or hiding in a nearby cemetery. "Promise me you won't take your life," her
father begged. "Promise you'll come to me before anything." Brittany
couldn't
promise. In March 2010, she was hospitalized for a week.
In April, Justin came home from school and found his mother at the top of
the stairs, tending to the saltwater fish tank. "Mom," he said tentatively,
"a
kid told me at school today I'm gonna go to hell because I'm gay."
"That's not true. God loves everybody," his mom replied. "That kid needs to
go home and read his Bible."
Justin shrugged and smiled, then retreated to his room. It had been a hard
day: the annual "Day of Truth" had been held at school, an evangelical event
then-sponsored by the anti-gay ministry Exodus International, whose mission
is to usher gays back to wholeness and "victory in Christ" by converting
them
to heterosexuality. Day of Truth has been a font of controversy that has
bounced in and out of the courts; its legality was affirmed last March, when
a
federal appeals court ruled that two Naperville, Illinois, high school
students' Day of Truth T-shirts reading BE HAPPY, NOT GAY were protected by
their
First Amendment rights. (However, the event, now sponsored by Focus on the
Family, has been renamed "Day of Dialogue.") Local churches had been touting
the program, and students had obediently shown up at Anoka High School
wearing day of truth T-shirts, preaching in the halls about the sin of
homosexuality.
Justin wanted to brush them off, but was troubled by their proselytizing.
Secretly, he had begun to worry that maybe he was an abomination, like the
Bible
said.
Justin was trying not to care what anyone else thought and be true to
himself. He surrounded himself with a bevy of girlfriends who cherished him
for his
sweet, sunny disposition. He played cello in the orchestra, practicing for
hours up in his room, where he'd covered one wall with mementos of good
times:
taped-up movie-ticket stubs, gum wrappers, Christmas cards. Justin had even
briefly dated a boy, a 17-year-old he'd met online who attended a nearby
high
school. The relationship didn't end well: The boyfriend had cheated on him,
and compounding Justin's hurt, his coming out had earned Justin hateful
Facebook
messages from other teens - some from those he didn't even know - telling
him he was a fag who didn't deserve to live. At least his freshman year of
high
school was nearly done. Only three more years to go. He wondered how he
would ever make it.
Though some members of the Anoka-Hennepin school board had been appalled by
"No Homo Promo" since its passage 14 years earlier, it wasn't until 2009
that
the board brought the policy up for review, after a student named Alex
Merritt filed a complaint with the state Department of Human Rights claiming
he'd
been gay-bashed by two of his teachers during high school; according to the
complaint, the teachers had announced in front of students that Merritt, who
is straight, "swings both ways," speculated that he wore women's clothing,
and compared him to a Wisconsin man who had sex with a dead deer. The
teachers
denied the charges, but the school district paid $25,000 to settle the
complaint. Soon representatives from the gay-rights group Outfront Minnesota
began
making inquiries at board meetings. "No Homo Promo" was starting to look
like a risky policy.
"The lawyers said, 'You'd have a hard time defending it,'" remembers Scott
Wenzel, a board member who for years had pushed colleagues to abolish the
policy.
"It was clear that it might risk a lawsuit." But while board members agreed
that such an overtly anti-gay policy needed to be scrapped, they also agreed
that some guideline was needed to not only help teachers navigate a topic as
inflammatory as homosexuality but to appease the area's evangelical
activists.
So the legal department wrote a broad new course of action with language
intended to give a respectful nod to the topic - but also an equal measure
of
respect to the anti-gay contingent. The new policy was circulated to staff
without a word of introduction. (Parents were not alerted at all, unless
they
happened to be diligent online readers of board-meeting minutes.) And while
"No Homo Promo" had at least been clear, the new Sexual Orientation
Curriculum
Policy mostly just puzzled the teachers who'd be responsible for enforcing
it. It read:
Anoka-Hennepin staff, in the course of their professional duties, shall
remain neutral on matters regarding sexual orientation including but not
limited
to student-led discussions.
It quickly became known as the "neutrality" policy. No one could figure out
what it meant. "What is 'neutral'?" asks instructor Merrick-Lockett.
"Teachers
are constantly asking, 'Do you think I could get in trouble for this? Could
I get fired for that?' So a lot of teachers sidestep it. They don't want to
deal with district backlash."
English teachers worried they'd get in trouble for teaching books by gay
authors, or books with gay characters. Social-studies teachers wondered what
to
do if a student wrote a term paper on gay rights, or how to address current
events like "don't ask, don't tell." Health teachers were faced with the
impossible
task of teaching about AIDS awareness and safe sex without mentioning
homosexuality. Many teachers decided once again to keep gay issues from the
curriculum
altogether, rather than chance saying something that could be interpreted as
anything other than neutral.
"There has been widespread confusion," says Anoka-Hennepin teachers' union
president Julie Blaha. "You ask five people how to interpret the policy and
you
get five different answers." Silenced by fear, gay teachers became more
vigilant than ever to avoid mention of their personal lives, and in
closeting themselves,
they inadvertently ensured that many students had no real-life gay role
models. "I was told by teachers, 'You have to be careful, it's really not
safe
for you to come out,'" says the psychologist Cashen, who is a lesbian. "I
felt like I couldn't have a picture of my family on my desk." When teacher
Jefferson
Fietek was outed in the community paper, which referred to him as an "open
homosexual," he didn't feel he could address the situation with his students
even as they passed the newspaper around, tittering. When one finally asked,
"Are you gay?" he panicked. "I was terrified to answer that question,"
Fietek
says. "I thought, 'If I violate the policy, what's going to happen to me?'"
The silence of adults was deafening. At Blaine High School, says alum Justin
Anderson, "I would hear people calling people 'fags' all the time without it
being addressed. Teachers just didn't respond." In Andover High School, when
10th-grader Sam Pinilla was pushed to the ground by three kids calling him
a "faggot," he saw a teacher nearby who did nothing to stop the assault. At
Anoka High School, a 10th-grade girl became so upset at being mocked as a
"lesbo"
and a "sinner" - in earshot of teachers - that she complained to an
associate principal, who counseled her to "lay low"; the girl would later
attempt suicide.
At Anoka Middle School for the Arts, after Kyle Rooker was urinated upon
from above in a boys' bathroom stall, an associate principal told him, "It
was
probably water." Jackson Middle School seventh-grader Dylon Frei was passed
notes saying, "Get out of this town, fag"; when a teacher intercepted one
such
note, she simply threw it away.
"You feel horrible about yourself," remembers Dylon. "Like, why do these
kids hate me so much? And why won't anybody help me?" The following year,
after
Dylon was hit in the head with a binder and called "fag," the associate
principal told Dylon that since there was no proof of the incident she could
take
no action. By contrast, Dylon and others saw how the same teachers who
ignored anti-gay insults were quick to reprimand kids who uttered racial
slurs.
It further reinforced the message resonating throughout the district: Gay
kids simply didn't deserve protection.
"Justin?" Tammy Aaberg rapped on her son's locked bedroom door again. It was
past noon, and not a peep from inside, unusual for Justin.
"Justin?" She could hear her own voice rising as she pounded harder,
suddenly overtaken by a wild terror she couldn't name. "Justin!" she yelled.
Tammy
grabbed a screwdriver and loosened the doorknob. She pushed open the door.
He was wearing his Anoka High School sweatpants and an old soccer shirt. His
feet were dangling off the ground. Justin was hanging from the frame of his
futon, which he'd taken out from under his mattress and stood upright in the
corner of his room. Screaming, Tammy ran to hold him and recoiled at his
cold skin. His limp body was grotesquely bloated - her baby - eyes closed,
head
lolling to the right, a dried smear of saliva trailing from the corner of
his mouth. His cheeks were strafed with scratch marks, as though in his
final
moments he'd tried to claw his noose loose. He'd cinched the woven belt so
tight that the mortician would have a hard time masking the imprint it left
in the flesh above Justin's collar.
Still screaming, Tammy ran to call 911. She didn't notice the cellphone on
the floor below Justin's feet, containing his last words, a text in the wee
hours:
:-( he had typed to a girlfriend.
What's wrong
Nothing
I can come over
No I'm fine
Are you sure you'll be ok
No it's ok I'll be fine, I promise
Seeking relief from bullying, Brittany transferred to Jackson Middle School.
Her very first day of eighth grade, eight boys crowded around her on the bus
home. "Hey, Brittany, I heard your friend Sam shot herself," one began.
"Did you see her blow her brains out?"
"Did you pull the trigger for her?"
"What did it look like?"
"Was there brain all over the wall?"
"You should do it too. You should go blow your head off."
Sobbing, Brittany ran from the bus stop and into her mother's arms. Her mom
called Jackson's guidance office to report the incident, but as before,
nothing
ever seemed to come of their complaints. Not after the Gelderts' Halloween
lawn decorations were destroyed, and the boys on the bus asked, "How was the
mess last night?" Not after Brittany told the associate principal about the
mob of kids who pushed her down the hall and nearly into a trash can. Her
name
became Dyke, Queer, Faggot, Guy, Freak, Transvestite, Bitch, Cunt, Slut,
Whore, Skank, Prostitute, Hooker. Brittany felt worn to a nub, exhausted
from
scanning for threat, stripped of emotional armor. In her journal, she wrote,
"Brittany is dead."
As Brittany vainly cried out for help, the school board was busy trying to
figure out how to continue tactfully ignoring the existence of LGBT kids
like
her. Justin Aaberg's suicide, Anoka-Hennepin's seventh, had sent the
district into damage-control mode. "Everything changed after Justin,"
remembers teacher
Fietek. "The rage at his funeral, students were storming up to me saying,
'Why the hell did the school let this happen? They let it happen to Sam and
they
let it happen to Justin!'" Individual teachers quietly began taking small
risks, overstepping the bounds of neutrality to offer solace to gay students
in crisis. "My job is just a job; these children are losing their lives,"
says Fietek. "The story I hear repeatedly is 'Nobody else is like me, nobody
else is going through what I'm going through.' That's the lie they've been
fed, but they're buying into it based on the fear we have about open and
honest
conversations about sexual orientation."
LGBT students were stunned to be told for the first time about the existence
of the neutrality policy that had been responsible for their teachers'
behavior.
But no one was more outraged to hear of it than Tammy Aaberg. Six weeks
after her son's death, Aaberg became the first to publicly confront the
Anoka-Hennepin
school board about the link between the policy, anti-gay bullying and
suicide. She demanded the policy be revoked. "What about my parental rights
to have
my gay son go to school and learn without being bullied?" Aaberg asked,
weeping, as the board stared back impassively from behind a raised dais.
Anti-gay backlash was instant. Minnesota Family Council president Tom
Prichard blogged that Justin's suicide could only be blamed upon one thing:
his gayness.
"Youth who embrace homosexuality are at greater risk [of suicide], because
they've embraced an unhealthy sexual identity and lifestyle," Prichard
wrote.
Anoka-Hennepin conservatives formally organized into the Parents Action
League, declaring opposition to the "radical homosexual" agenda in schools.
Its
stated goals, advertised on its website, included promoting Day of Truth,
providing resources for students "seeking to leave the homosexual
lifestyle,"
supporting the neutrality policy and targeting "pro-gay activist teachers
who fail to abide by district policies."
Asked on a radio program whether the anti-gay agenda of her ilk bore any
responsibility for the bullying and suicides, Barb Anderson, co-author of
the original
"No Homo Promo," held fast to her principles, blaming pro-gay groups for the
tragedies. She explained that such "child corruption" agencies allow
"quote-unquote
gay kids" to wrongly feel legitimized. "And then these kids are locked into
a lifestyle with their choices limited, and many times this can be
disastrous
to them as they get into the behavior which leads to disease and death,"
Anderson said. She added that if LGBT kids weren't encouraged to come out of
the
closet in the first place, they wouldn't be in a position to be bullied.
Yet while everyone in the district was buzzing about the neutrality policy,
the board simply refused to discuss it, not even when students began
appearing
before them to detail their experiences with LGBT harassment. "The board
stated quite clearly that they were standing behind that policy and were not
willing
to take another look," recalls board member Wenzel. Further insulating
itself from reality, the district launched an investigation into the
suicides and
unsurprisingly, absolved itself of any responsibility. "Based on all the
information we've been able to gather," read a statement from the
superintendent's
office, "none of the suicides were connected to incidents of bullying or
harassment."
Just to be on the safe side, however, the district held PowerPoint
presentations in a handful of schools to train teachers how to defend gay
students from
harassment while also remaining neutral on homosexuality. One slide
instructed teachers that if they hear gay slurs - say, the word "fag" - the
best response
is a tepid "That language is unacceptable in this school." ("If a more
authoritative response is needed," the slide added, the teacher could
continue with
the stilted, almost apologetic explanation, "In this school we are required
to welcome all people and to make them feel safe.") But teachers were, of
course,
reminded to never show "personal support for GLBT people" in the classroom.
Teachers left the training sessions more confused than ever about how to
interpret the rules. And the board, it turned out, was equally confused.
When a
local advocacy group, Gay Equity Team, met with the school board, the
vice-chair thought the policy applied only to health classes, while the
chair asserted
it applied to all curricula; and when the district legal counsel commented
that some discussions about homosexuality were allowed, yet another board
member
expressed surprise, saying he thought any discussion on the topic was
forbidden. "How can the district ever train on a policy they do not
understand themselves?"
GET officials asked in a follow-up letter. "Is there any doubt that teachers
and staff are confused? The board is confused!"
With the adults thus distracted by endless policy discussions, the entire
district became a place of dread for students. Every time a loudspeaker
crackled
in class, kids braced themselves for the feared preamble, "We've had a
tragic loss." Students spoke in hushed tones; some wept openly in the halls.
"It
had that feeling of a horror movie - everyone was talking about death," says
one 16-year-old student who broke down at Anoka High School one day and was
carted off to a psychiatric hospital for suicidal ideation. Over the course
of the 2010-2011 school year, 700 students were evaluated for serious
mental-health
issues, including hospitalizations for depression and suicide attempts. Kids
flooded school counselors' offices, which reported an explosion of children
engaging in dangerous behaviors like cutting or asphyxiating each other in
the "choking game."
Amid the pandemonium, the district's eighth suicide landed like a bomb: Cole
Wilson, an Anoka High School senior with no apparent LGBT connection. The
news
was frightening, but also horrifyingly familiar. "People were dying one
after another," remembers former district student Katie MacDonald, 16, who
struggled
with suicidal thoughts. "Every time you said goodbye to a friend, you felt
like, 'Is this the last time I'm going to see you?'"
As a late-afternoon storm beats against the windows, 15-year-old Brittany
Geldert sits in her living room. Her layered auburn hair falls into her
face.
Her ears are lined with piercings; her nail polish is black. "They said I
had anger, depression, suicidal ideation, anxiety, an eating disorder," she
recites,
speaking of the month she spent at a psychiatric hospital last year, at the
end of eighth grade. "Mentally being degraded like that, I translated that
to 'I don't deserve to be happy,'" she says, barely holding back tears, as
both parents look on with wet eyes. "Like I deserved the punishment - I've
been
earning the punishment I've been getting."
She's fighting hard to rebuild her decimated sense of self. It's a far
darker self than before, a guarded, distant teenager who bears little
resemblance
to the openhearted young girl she was not long ago. But Brittany is also
finding a reserve of strength she never realized she had, having stepped up
as
one of five plaintiffs in the civil rights lawsuit against her school
district. The road to the federal lawsuit was paved shortly after Justin
Aaberg's
suicide, when a district teacher contacted the Southern Poverty Law Center
to report the anti-gay climate, and the startling proportion of LGBT-related
suicide victims. After months of fact-finding, lawyers built a case based on
the harrowing stories of anti-gay harassment in order to legally dispute
Anoka-Hennepin's
neutrality policy. The lawsuit accuses the district of violating the kids'
constitutional rights to equal access to education. In addition to making
financial
demands, the lawsuit seeks to repeal the neutrality policy, implement
LGBT-sensitivity training for students and staff, and provide guidance for
teachers
on how to respond to anti-gay bullying.
The school district hasn't been anxious for a legal brawl, and the two
parties have been in settlement talks practically since the papers were
filed. Yet
the district still stubbornly clung to the neutrality policy until, at a
mid-December school-board meeting, it proposed finally eliminating the
policy
- claiming the move has nothing to do with the discrimination lawsuit - and,
bizarrely, replacing it with the Controversial Topics Curriculum Policy,
which
requires teachers to not reveal their personal opinions when discussing
"controversial topics." The proposal was loudly rejected both by
conservatives,
who blasted the board for retreating ("The gay activists now have it all,"
proclaimed one Parents Action League member) and by LGBT advocates, who
understood
"controversial topics" to mean gays. Faced with such overwhelming
disapproval, the board withdrew its proposed policy in January - and
suggested a new
policy in its place: the Respectful Learning Environment Curriculum Policy,
which the board is expected to swiftly approve.
The school district insists it has been portrayed unfairly. Superintendent
Carlson points out it has been working hard to address the mental-health
needs
of its students by hiring more counselors and staff - everything, it seems,
but admit that its policy has created problems for its LGBT community. "We
understand that gay kids are bullied and harassed on a daily basis," and
that that can lead to suicide, Carlson says. "But that was not the case
here.
If you're looking for a cause, look in the area of mental health." In that
sense, the district is in step with PAL. "How could not discussing
homosexuality
in the public-school classrooms cause a teen to take his or her own life?"
PAL asked Rolling Stone in an e-mail, calling the idea "absurd," going on to
say, "Because homosexual activists have hijacked and exploited teen suicides
for their moral and political utility, much of society seems not to be
looking
closely and openly at all the possible causes of the tragedies," including
mental illness. Arguably, however, it is members of PAL who have hijacked
this
entire discussion from the very start: Though they've claimed to represent
the "majority" opinion on gay issues, and say they have 1,200 supporters,
one
PAL parent reported that they have less than two dozen members.
Teachers' union president Blaha, who calls the district's behavior
throughout this ordeal "irrational," speculates that the district's
stupefying denial
is a reaction to the terrible notion that they might have played a part in
children's suffering, or even their deaths: "I think your mind just reels in
the face of that stress and that horror. They just lost their way."
That denial reaches right up to the pinnacle of the local political food
chain: Michele Bachmann, who stayed silent on the suicide cluster in her
congressional
district for months - until Justin's mom, Tammy Aaberg, forced her to
comment. In September, while Bachmann was running for the GOP presidential
nomination,
Aaberg delivered a petition of 141,000 signatures to Bachmann's office,
asking her to address the Anoka-Hennepin suicides and publicly denounce
anti-gay
bullying. Bachmann has publicly stated her opposition to anti-bullying
legislation, asking in a 2006 state Senate committee hearing, "What will be
our
definition of bullying? Will it get to the point where we are completely
stifling free speech and expression?... Will we be expecting boys to be
girls?"
Bachmann responded to the petition with a generic letter to constituents
telling them that "bullying is wrong," and "all human lives have undeniable
value."
Tammy Aaberg found out about the letter secondhand. "I never got a letter,"
says Tammy, seated in the finished basement of the Aabergs' new home in
Champlin;
the family couldn't bear to remain in the old house where Justin hanged
himself. "My kid died in her district. And I'm the one that presented the
dang
petition!" In a closed room a few feet away are Justin's remaining
possessions: his cello, in a closet; his soccer equipment, still packed in
his Adidas
bag. Tammy's suffering hasn't ended. In mid-December, her nine-year-old son
was hospitalized for suicidal tendencies; he'd tried to drown himself in the
bathtub, wanting to see his big brother again.
Justin's suicide has left Tammy on a mission, transforming her into an LGBT
activist and a den mother for gay teens, intent upon turning her own tragedy
into others' salvation. She knows too well the price of indifference, or
hostility, or denial. Because there's one group of kids who can't afford to
live
in denial, a group for whom the usual raw teenage struggles over identity,
peer acceptance and controlling one's own impulsivity are matters of extreme
urgency - quite possibly matters of life or death.
Which brings us to Anoka Middle School for the Arts' first Gay Straight
Alliance meeting of the school year, where 19 kids seated on the linoleum
floor
try to explain to me what the GSA has meant to them. "It's a place of
freedom, where I can just be myself," a preppy boy in basketball shorts
says. This
GSA, Sam Johnson's legacy, held its first meeting shortly after her death
under the tutelage of teacher Fietek, and has been a crucial place for LGBT
kids
and their friends to find support and learn coping skills. Though still a
source of local controversy, there is now a student-initiated GSA in every
Anoka-Hennepin
middle and high school. As three advisers look on, the kids gush about how
affirming the club is - and how necessary, in light of how unsafe they
continue
to feel at school. "I'll still get bullied to the point where-" begins a
skinny eighth-grade girl, then takes a breath. "I actually had to go to the
hospital
for suicide," she continues, looking at the floor. "I just recently stopped
cutting because of bullying."
I ask for a show of hands: How many of you feel safe at school? Of the 19
kids assembled, two raise their hands. The feeling of insecurity continues
to
reverberate particularly through the Anoka-Hennepin middle schools these
days, in the wake of the district's ninth suicide. In May, Northdale Middle
School's
Jordan Yenor, a 14-year-old with no evident LGBT connection, took his life.
Psychologist Cashen says that at Northdale Middle alone this school year,
several
students have been hospitalized for mental-health issues, and at least 14
more assessed for suicidal ideation; for a quarter of them, she says,
"Sexual
orientation was in the mix."
A slight boy with an asymmetrical haircut speaks in a soft voice. "What this
GSA means to me, is: In sixth grade my, my only friend here, committed
suicide."
The room goes still. He's talking about Samantha. The boy starts to cry.
"She was the one who reached out to me." He doubles over in tears, and
everyone
collapses on top of him in a group hug. From somewhere in the pile, he
continues to speak in a trembling voice: "I joined the GSA 'cause I wanted
to be
just like her. I wanted to be nice and - loved."
Not merely galactically stupid ignoramuses, Bachmann -- along with her
fellow travelers -- are malevolent hate-filled bigots, sociopaths,
misanthropes and
sadists; there is blood on their hands, a fact of which they take great
pride.
That she -- and her ilk -- have the obscene temerity to call themselves
"Christians" is out-and-out BLASPHEMY, for the word literally means
"Christ-like,"
a quality NONE of them even remotely posses. THEY are the abominations.
Moreover, unable to distinguish personal subjective experience from the
reality of the external world, these cretins satisfy the medical criteria
for a
diagnosis of psychosis; that is, they are literally mentally ill.
Homosexuality is as much a part of nature and the natural world as are,
alas, the cretins who claim otherwise.
The cruel irony is that many of these bible-beating bunko artists are
perfectly described by a line from one of Shakespeare's better-known plays:
"The
lady doth protest too much, methinks" (Hamlet: Act III, Scene II).
Finally, as a Lutheran pastor once said in a sermon, "How can those of you
who have not the slightest notion of what goes on in the minds of your dogs
and cats presume to know what God is thinking?" In fact, they can't.
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