Some cultural markers are immutable – think of the Haj
pilgrimage, the Yah Boo nature of a
democratic election, or the ranks of bare-chested men on the streets of
Britain, come the first day of Spring.
This year’s New York parade, the largest in the world, became mired in controversy when Gay Rights groups demanded to participate in
a way that not only publicly exhibited their Irish-ness, but also their gay-ness. And the organisers refused. They had no issue with gay people joining
in, but not in a way that allowed a Gay agenda to ride pillion alongside a
celebration of Irishness. Push followed shove and before you could click your
heels three times, major sponsors - including the iconic Guinness - had pulled out.
So was the demand reasonable? Arguably, campaigners were simply
asking that people be allowed to celebrate who they are, in totality – i.e.
Irish and gay. Indeed, many (most?)
people have multiple facets to their identity – one could be part Irish and
part Puerto Rican, or Irish and wheelchair-bound. These composite identities are potentially political, and thus for the ‘wearer’,
indivisible. Indeed, a composite or hyphenated identity is not only
increasingly common, but in some quarters, positively endorsed – think
African-American, British Muslim, or the LGBT division of the English Defence League.
So when is the composite model appropriate? Why does it work
in the highlighted cases? For those nations built upon waves of immigration,
pragmatism necessitates inclusion – in other words, an exclusive identity becomes
less politically (and commercially) viable, with each wave of new arrivals. Even for groups like the EDL, once your
focal point is clear, it is to the group’s advantage to cast the net wide. (The
greater success enjoyed by the EDL as compared to its more exclusive,
racially-focussed progenitors – the BNP, Combat 18 et al – illustrates this
point).
So can the same model be applied to St Patrick’s Day?
Arguably, yes – but arguably, no. St Patrick’s Day is just that – one day. One
day, to celebrate one thing – Irishness. Whether one is Catholic, Protestant or
atheist, living in the Motherland or a 5th generation émigré with
some Italian and Cuban thrown in the mix, straight or gay – on St Patrick’s Day,
the differences don’t matter – it’s the common denominator that counts. The occasion
is - at least in today’s New York context - one for the Irish diaspora to hold
hands and revel in what they share. And no secondary identity gets to hop along
for the ride.
Convinced..? No? It’s ok – let’s not argue the toss… What is
really interesting, though, is that
the public space, the sphere of debate in which the organisers were able to make
their case, collapsed down to almost nothing. Just the mere whiff of being perceived as anti-gay, led to
politicians, personalities and sponsors, running for the hills. What we
witnessed was the ‘protection’ around a minority – gay people - resembling the
privileged standing that other minorities have enjoyed in recent American
history – notably African Americans and Jews.
So far, so…conformist. The whole drama fits the exact
pattern that other minorities have experienced, as they journey away from persecution
– even to the extent of reaching near ‘untouchability’, wherein, from the
perspective of detractors, any point gets
deflected by a charge of
racism/sexism/anti-Semitism/Islamophobia/homophobia…
In his outstanding work of
difference, Far From the Tree, Andrew Solomon – himself a
gay man – documents his personal story. On the subject of the long road
journeyed from being part of a loathed minority, he writes –
“When I was born in 1963,
homosexual activity was a crime; during my childhood, it was a symptom of
illness. When I was two, Time
magazine wrote, ‘Even in purely non-religious
terms, homosexuality represents a misuse of the sexual faculty. It is a
pathetic little second-rate substitute for reality, a pitiable flight from
life. As such it deserves fairness, compassion, understanding and, when
possible, treatment. But it deserves no encouragement, no glamorization, no
rationalization, no fake status as minority martyrdom, no sophistry about
simple differences in taste – and, above all, no pretence that it is anything
but a pernicious sickness.’ "
And fifty years later, Guinness
withdrew their support from what should have been a flagship event, over fear
of being tarnished ‘anti-gay’, or at the very least, not ‘gay-friendly’.
What this demonstrates is that
‘minority rights’ aren't really about minorities; rather, it’s all about the
majority – and their preferences/tastes at any given point. And without a fixed
axis, tastes change; hated minorities can morph into unimpeachable martyrs. And
today’s ‘most-favoured’ victim could, tomorrow, find themselves usurped by the
new kid in town. So who will next find succour and understanding? Transgender,
transsexual and intersex people? Criminals, paedophiles, eco warriors? Zionists
were once officially condemned by the British Government as terrorists - could Islamists one day find a sympathetic shoulder to cry on? Sound crazy?
Maybe… But in the immortal words of Donald Rumsfeld, we don’t know what we don’t know. The only constant, is change. Good luck,
everyone.