Entrevista en MidOpen

Gracias a Luis Buenfil por esta entrevista en la nueva edición  de MidOpen con el diseñador David Salomón en portada.

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GLAAD exige disculpa por comentario homófobo a Ana de la Reguera

*Cristian Galarza publicó este texto en SDP Noticias el 8 de mayo de 2014.

GLAAD exige disculpa por comentario homófobo a Ana de la RegueraEl portal LatinTimes reporta que la organización GLAAD (Alianza Gay y Lésbica Contra la Difamación) ha pedido una disculpa pública a la actriz mexicana Ana de la Reguera, luego de que compartiera una foto en Instagram donde se refirió a un miembro de su equipo de maquillaje con un término homofóbico aún por aclarar.

Jonathan Lule, fue sorprendido por la actriz mientras dormía durante una sesión fotográfica en Mérida,Yucatán, bromeando, le tomó una foto y la compartió en Instagram escribiendo el siguiente mensaje:“Hasta durmiendo se le nota lo p…. Jajaajaj @jonalule”

Para muchos en redes sociales, la palabra que Ana dejó inconclusa y que iniciaba con “p”, se refiere al término homofóbico “puto”, otros más indican que se trata del adjetivo “pendejo”, igualmente despectivo.

Por su parte, Janet Quezada, vocera de GLAAD para la comunidad hispanoparlante, declaró: “Es realmente triste que alguien pueda encontrar divertido un término despectivo como este”. Luego advirtió que “tomar tan a la ligera el tema” sólo demuestra la poca comprensión de la sociedad hacia los miembros de la Comunidad LGBT.

Ana de la Reguera no sólo tiene que pedir disculpas, deberá hacer algo importante para ayudar a la gente a entender que sus palabras pueden llegar a ser muy hirientes,

puntualizó Quezada.

Ahora se espera la respuesta de Ana, quien es una estrella de cine internacional y deberá afrontar las consecuencias de sus palabras, hayan sido en tono de broma o no.

Algunos como el activista Enrique Torre Molina, relacionado con GLAAD, advierte que lo primero sería preguntarle a Lule si el comentario de Ana lo ofendió.

Así mismo, trasciende que en México la Suprema Corte de Justicia de la Nación, prohibió diferentes términos considerados ofensivos para la Comunidad LGBT (Lesbianas, Gays, Bisexuales, Trans), como “maricón”, “joto” o “puto”.

GLAAD exige disculpa por comentario homófobo a Ana de la Reguera2


Mexico City’s hottest tacos and gay parties

*Jean Paul Zapata published this piece on Gay Star News on March 4, 2014.

Mexico City's hottest tacos and gay partiesDon’t let the name fool you. Mexico’s Anal Magazine is an intellectual publication and has a highbrow following.

‘With a unique design, this magazine is dedicated to spread any kind of cultural expression of erotic nature or general interest to men who are not afraid to show their fascination for other men.’

The magazine’s logo is clever and well conceived; The content (no doubt provocative) extends to include literature, fashion and interviews; The publication has quickly established itself as a social force within the city’s LGBTI community.

Anal also puts on One Hell of A Party, the name given for its signature Halloween bash.
Three-year Mexico City resident and gay activist Enrique Torre Molina credits Anal Magazine with the city’s hottest dance floor. Facebook photos of previous parties corroborate these claims.

Torre Molina works with ‘media, non-profit organizations, companies, schools, and government agencies to promote respect for LGBT people,’ and has his fingers on the pulse of Mexico City’s culture scene.

He writes: ‘When I was in college in Puebla, I used to come to Mexico City about once a month. When I finally moved here three and a half years ago, I already knew my way around and had many friends living here. I especially like that there’s a lot of good theatre, and great people to meet every day. In this sense it’s very similar to New York, my other favorite city, where I lived for a little while. They remind me of each other.’

Here’s Enrique’s list of the best museums, theatres and tourist sights in Mexico City.

Favorite gay bar: Nicho and La Purísima.

Favorite any bar: Lilit.

Favorite dance floor: Anal Magazine’s Halloween party.

Favorite tourist sight: The view of the volcanoes when flying over Mexico City.

Mexico City's hottest tacos and gay parties2Favorite meal: Tacos at El Parnita and mascarpone cheesecake at Delirio.

Favorite getaway: Merida, Oaxaca, San Cristobal de las Casas.

Favorite breakfast: Eggs at El Péndulo and French toast at Carrez.

Favorite park: Chapultepec, around the Tamayo Museum.

Favorite café: El Péndulo.

Favorite hotel: St Regis.

Favorite festival: Festival Mix, which is the oldest LGBT film festival in Latin America.

Favorite bike ride: I don’t bike.

Favorite long walk: Reforma avenue and shopping in colonia Roma.

Mexico City's hottest tacos and gay parties3Favorite photo-op: My building’s rooftop terrace, and anywhere with photographer Oscar Morales.

Favorite museum: Museo Memoria y Tolerancia and Museo Franz Mayer.

Favorite beach: Puerto Escondido in Oaxaca.

Mexico City's hottest tacos and gay parties4Favorite place for a first date: Cineteca Nacional or the theatre.

Favorite shopping street: Colima street in colonia Roma and H&M in Santa Fe.

Favorite food market: Mercado de Medellin in colonia Roma.

Favorite art gallery: I’m not a gallery person, but I love the photo exhibits they do on the fences of Bosque de Chapultepec along Reforma avenue.

Favorite view: From the Chapultepec Castle terrace.

Favorite public art: Sculptures outside Bellas Artes.

Favorite thing in the city that defies categorization: Theatre at the Santa Martha Acatitla prison.

Favorite theatre space: Foro Shakespeare and Teatro Helenico.

Favorite gay media outlet: Betún magazine.

Favorite hidden treasure: It used to be Tia Maria, a gay piano bar in my neighborhood, which closed last year. I have yet to find my new favorite hidden treasure.

To get in touch with Enrique, visit his website or follow him on Twitter @etorremolina.

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Don’t let the name fool you. Mexico’s Anal Magazine is an intellectual publication and has a highbrow following.

‘With a unique design, this magazine is dedicated to spread any kind of cultural expression of erotic nature or general interest to men who are not afraid to show their fascination for other men.’

The magazine’s logo is clever and well conceived; The content (no doubt provocative) extends to include literature, fashion and interviews; The publication has quickly established itself as a social force within the city’s LGBTI community.

Anal also puts on One Hell of A Party, the name given for its signature Halloween bash.
Three-year Mexico City resident and gay activist Enrique Torre Molina credits Anal Magazine with the city’s hottest dance floor. Facebook photos of previous parties corroborate these claims.

Torre Molina works with ‘media, non-profit organizations, companies, schools, and government agencies to promote respect for LGBT people,’ and has his fingers on the pulse of Mexico City’s culture scene.

He writes: ‘When I was in college in Puebla, I used to come to Mexico City about once a month. When I finally moved here three and a half years ago, I already knew my way around and had many friends living here. I especially like that there’s a lot of good theatre, and great people to meet every day. In this sense it’s very similar to New York, my other favorite city, where I lived for a little while. They remind me of each other.’

Here’s Enrique’s list of the best museums, theatres and tourist sights in Mexico City.

Favorite gay bar: Nicho and La Purísima.

Favorite any bar: Lilit.

Favorite dance floor: Anal Magazine’s Halloween party.

Favorite tourist sight: The view of the volcanoes when flying over Mexico City.

- See more at: http://www.gaystarnews.com/article/mexico-citys-hottest-tacos-and-gay-parties040314#sthash.NWkkZshF.dpuf

Don’t let the name fool you. Mexico’s Anal Magazine is an intellectual publication and has a highbrow following.

‘With a unique design, this magazine is dedicated to spread any kind of cultural expression of erotic nature or general interest to men who are not afraid to show their fascination for other men.’

The magazine’s logo is clever and well conceived; The content (no doubt provocative) extends to include literature, fashion and interviews; The publication has quickly established itself as a social force within the city’s LGBTI community.

Anal also puts on One Hell of A Party, the name given for its signature Halloween bash.
Three-year Mexico City resident and gay activist Enrique Torre Molina credits Anal Magazine with the city’s hottest dance floor. Facebook photos of previous parties corroborate these claims.

Torre Molina works with ‘media, non-profit organizations, companies, schools, and government agencies to promote respect for LGBT people,’ and has his fingers on the pulse of Mexico City’s culture scene.

He writes: ‘When I was in college in Puebla, I used to come to Mexico City about once a month. When I finally moved here three and a half years ago, I already knew my way around and had many friends living here. I especially like that there’s a lot of good theatre, and great people to meet every day. In this sense it’s very similar to New York, my other favorite city, where I lived for a little while. They remind me of each other.’

Here’s Enrique’s list of the best museums, theatres and tourist sights in Mexico City.

Favorite gay bar: Nicho and La Purísima.

Favorite any bar: Lilit.

Favorite dance floor: Anal Magazine’s Halloween party.

Favorite tourist sight: The view of the volcanoes when flying over Mexico City.

- See more at: http://www.gaystarnews.com/article/mexico-citys-hottest-tacos-and-gay-parties040314#sthash.NWkkZshF.dpuf


El clóset y los medios y la gran familia queer

*Este texto lo publiqué originalmente en The Huffington Post.

Ellen PageA principios de este año viajé a Mérida, la ciudad donde nací y viví 18 años, para ir a la boda de Chalo, un querido amigo de la preparatoria. Me encontré con personas que no veía desde que salimos de la escuela y platicamos sobre nuestros trabajos, nuestros planes, nuestras parejas. Estaba muy contento de escucharlos, de contarles, de ponernos al día.

También me sentí raro. Recordé mi inseguridad cuando platicaba con algunos de ellos en los recreos, a la salida de la escuela o en fiestas sobre, por ejemplo, quién nos gustaba, qué niña nos parecía guapa o a quién queríamos enamorar (así le llamábamos al proceso que iba desde invitar a una niña a salir hasta hacerla tu novia).

Según yo, cuidaba magistralmente qué decía, qué palabras usaba, en qué tono hablaba para no indicar de ninguna manera que estaba mintiendo, para que no se me notara. Porque no me interesaba ninguna chava y me atraían más bien algunos de nuestros compañeros. En estos reencuentros en la boda de Chalo faltaba algo: ese escudo imaginario que me acompañó toda mi adolescencia ya no estaba. Conversar sin el miedo de que “se me notara” algo y no tener que esforzarme por mantener apariencias me hizo sentir muy cómodo.

Una comodidad liberadora, porque el clóset es agotador.

Hace seis o siete años que le dije a mi familia y amigos que soy gay. Recibí desde sermones sobre cómo “formar relaciones que no producirán nuevas vidas destruye el amor que dios nos da” hasta un correo electrónico de “bienvenido a esta gran familia de queers” de una tía lesbiana. Hoy sigo conociendo historias igual de variadas. Las anécdotas van de lo más chistoso a lo más deprimente.

En un mundo donde la homofobia permanece en todo tipo de espacios, donde muchos jóvenes cargan esos escudos imaginarios, salir del clóset sigue siendo relevante. Y no sólo en la privacidad de nuestras casas, escuelas y oficinas, sino en la esfera pública. Por eso me emociona tanto escuchar discursos como el de Ellen Page en la conferencia de Human Rights Campaign, donde dice que es gay y recuerda que “hay personas que van a la escuela todos los días y los tratan como mierda o sienten que no pueden decirle la verdad a sus papás”.

O leer artículos como el que escribió Maria Bello en The New York Times sobre ser bisexual, contradiciendo el mito de que la bisexualidad no existe o que los bisexuales nada más están confundidos. O ver a Michael Sam, Brian Boitano, Ian Matos y Tom Daley destapando poco a poco la homofobia que existe en el mundo deportivo. Salir del clóset sigue importando y más jóvenes necesitan escuchar esas historias. Sin duda es lo que a mi yo de 16 años, tan lejos de caras conocidas que hablaran abiertamente de su orientación sexual, le hubiera gustado escuchar.

Los medios de comunicación dan forma a esos clósets, pero también los clósets moldean a los medios. Y sí, algunas de estas declaraciones de celebridades y atletas son una acción de mercadotecnia. Sí, algunas son parte de una estrategia de comunicación con asesoría de expertos en el tema. Sí, “ya todos sabíamos” que un par de ellos eran gays o lesbianas. ¿Y qué? ¿No podemos celebrar que alguien dejó de fingir y la está pasando mejor? ¿Que le está diciendo al mundo que su sexualidad no es motivo para avergonzarse o esconderse? Un truco para impulsar la carrera de alguien no está peleado con mandar un mensaje positivo. Salir del clóset, en privado y en público, todavía tiene un gran peso.

El clóset es agotador. Es una máscara pesada, como dice el personaje de José María Yazpik en La vida en el espejo cuando le confiesa a su papá que es gay. Yo quiero que vengan más Ellens, Marias, Michaels, Toms. Más Rickys, Chavelas, Rachel Maddows y Kevin Kellers (para los que somos fans de Archie Comics). Quiero que cada vez más mexicanos y latinoamericanos se animen también. Total, de varios ya sabemos y ya ven que no pasa nada. Yo prometo enviarles un mensaje de bienvenida a la gran familia queer.


The closet, the media and the big, queer family

*I originally published this post on The Huffington Post.

Earlier this year, I traveled to Merida, the city where I was born and lived for 18 years, to attend my high school friend, Chalo’s, wedding. I ran into people I had not seen since we finished school, and we talked about our jobs, our plans, our significant others. I was so happy to catch up with them.

I also felt weird. I remembered my insecurities when we used to talk at recess, after school or at parties about, for instance, what girl we liked or who we wanted to date. At that time, I thought I mastered the art of choosing every word carefully, and even my tone of voice, to make sure they couldn’t tell I was lying. To keep it from showing. Because, of course, I was not interested in any girl, but actually attracted to a few of our male classmates. At this reunion at Chalo’s wedding, there was something missing: That imaginary shield I wore my whole time as a teenager was gone. Chatting with them without fearing that they could tell I was into boys, and not trying to maintain a certain appearance made me felt so comfortable. A liberating sort of comfort, because being in the closet is exhausting.

I told my friends and family I am gay about six or seven years ago. They responded in different ways, from lectures of how “forming relationships that won’t result in new lives destroys the love that God gives us,” to a, “Welcome to this big family of queers,” email from a lesbian aunt. Now I still hear of stories as varied as mine. Anecdotes range from the funniest to the most depressing.

In a world that still makes a lot of room for homophobia, where many young people still wear imaginary shields, coming out of the closet is still relevant. Not only in the privacy of our homes, schools and workplaces, but publicly. That is why I am moved by Ellen Page’s speech at the Human Rights Campaign conference where she said she’s gay, and reminds us of “people who go to school every day and get treated like shit, or feel like they can’t tell their parents the whole truth.” That’s why I’m glad to see in the New York Times Maria Bello’s article about being bisexual, fighting the myth that there is no such thing as bisexuality, or that bisexuals are just confused. That’s why I get excited to learn that Michael Sam, Brian Boitano, Ian Matos and Tom Daley are brushing off homophobic stereotypes in sports. Coming out still matters, and young people need to hear these stories. My 16-year-old self would have definitely wanted that.

Media shapes these closets, but closets shape the media as well. And, yes, some of those coming outs serve marketing purposes for celebrities and athletes. Yes, some are part of communication strategies with the help of experts. Yes, “we already knew” a couple of you were gay or lesbian. So what? Can’t we celebrate that someone stopped pretending, and is having a better time? That they are telling the world they have no reason to be ashamed or hide? A publicity stunt to advance someone’s career and sending out a positive message are not mutually exclusive events. Coming out of the closet, privately and publicly, is still powerful.

Being in the closet is exhausting. It’s a heavy mask, says Mexican actor José María Yazpik’s character when he comes out to his dad in La vida en el Espejo. I hope to see more Ellens, Marias, Michaels, Toms. More Rickys, Chavelas, Rachel Maddows and Kevin Kellers (for us fans of Archie Comics). I want to see more celebrities in Mexico and Latin America coming out too. We already know who a few of you are, anyway. It’s no big deal. And I promise to welcome you to this big family of queers.


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