HIV and human rights

HIV advocacy and human rights have become a big part of my life, thanks to my summer internship. Here are a few things I was involved in this summer, and a few things I am still involved with and exploring.

Prison Health Now

In late September, the Canadian HIV/AIDS Legal Network filed a lawsuit against the Canadian government about the lack of clean needles in prisons — which lead to horrifying health conditions, where the chances of contracting HIV and Hepatits C in prison are 10 and 30 times higher in prisons than outside. Prisoners often come from marginalized and socioeconomically disadvantaged backgrounds, and the high risk of contracting HIV and Hep C only stigmatize their conditions further. Besides the lawsuit, the Legal Network also produced a series of short video clips featuring prisoners’ stories about the devastating effects of not having clean needles. You can see the rest of the video clips, and learn more about the issues on the Prison Health  Now website.

 

HIV non-disclosure ruling from the Supreme Court 

Last week, the Supreme Court of Canada issued judgments on two cases regarding HIV status non-disclosure to sexual partners. With the judgments the Court had a chance to clarify its position on the issue since it first set the caselaw in 1998. The judgments carry some worrisome implications for people living with HIV, which I hope to write about later. In the meantime, if you’d like to know more about the cases and what the Court said, here is my recap of the background and the ruling, written for the McGill Journal of Law and Health website.

How should an activist be?

It is the last full week of my internship at the Canadian HIV/AIDS Legal Network, which makes me a bit sad. I’ve not only had the chance to increase my legal knowledge, but also work in an environment where people genuinely enjoy doing their jobs and remain engaged in issues, going beyond their job description. Here is my reflection on the more activist component of my internship–a farewell thank-you letter of sorts.

Criminalization of HIV status non-disclosure: what’s the issue?

My second post for the McGill Human Rights Interns blog is about how Canadian criminal law stigmatizes people living with HIV/AIDS by making non-disclosure of their status a criminal offence, without contextualizing their situation. I also discuss “Positive Women: Exposing Injustice,” a documentary film produced by the Canadian HIV/AIDS Legal Network, which premiered two weeks ago.

What Insite revealed about Canadian federalism

For my last blog post for the McGill Journal of Law and Health this year, I trimmed down one of the first written assignments I wrote for law school: a comment on the recent Supreme Court ruling on Insite.* You can read my piece here.

*For non-Canadian readers: Insite is a safe injection site in Canada, which almost shut down due to the Minister of Health’s refusal to renew their exemption. The context behind the Insite case is explained here by the executive web editor of the MJLH, Meara Conway.

Discussing the Protect Life Act

I’m knee-deep in exam preparation these days. But here’s something I wrote before all of that started – a post for the McGill Journal of Law and Health blog (where I’m one of the web editors) about the Protect Life Act that’s currently undergoing Senate debates in the States.

Binna Kim | A Story of an American Tragedy and Survival

[originally posted on Schema Magazine]

Photo by Elizabeth Kim, from KoreAm Magazine

On April 6, 2006, Binna Kim woke up in a pool of her own blood. It would later turn out that she would be the only survivor in a mass infanticide and matricide committed by her own father. After writing a suicide note to his church pastor, Sang In Kim shot his own family members with a .25-calibre semiautomatic, and took his own life afterwards. Kim survived the shooting because the bullet in her head had hit a thick bone right behind her ear instead of entering deeper into her brain. During her recovery, the whole story of her family’s tragedy was kept from her in fear of hindering her recovery, only to be cruelly exposed to her by an investigating police officer.

But this story does not end in tragedy. Binna, who was told by doctors she would never be able to walk again, is slowly conquering her limp. She’s finishing up college with good grades. She even has found it in her heart to “forgive her father,” as she tells KoreAm magazine.

Recently, South Korea has garnered some notoriety in Western media as a suicide capital of the developed world. Kim’s tragedy was paired with 5 other cases of murder-suicides in Korean-American homes in southern California at the same time. Men who are faced with debt they cannot pay (or legal scrutiny, as was the case for the former president Roh Mu-Hyun) see suicide as an “honourable” option.

The brutality of Binna’s story also highlights the differing cultural pressures, and the lack of support for first-generation immigrants, especially the men. Sang In Kim left the suicide note to his church pastor, but how intimate was this relationship? Could he confide in him about his money troubles? It seems unlikely he ever sought (or could seek) professional counselling, especially as someone who entered the U.S. with an illegally obtained visa. Health care is still a contentious issue for the U.S., and access to mental health resources remain scarce due to its often exorbitant costs. Places like the Korean American Family Service Centre exist to build the bridge between the newly arrived immigrant families and their new surroundings.

On top of that, seeking counselling is still seen as a sign of weakness in Korean society, where confessing to having troubles is seen as worse than taking one’s own life. Binna Kim describes her father’s attitude as often withdrawn and “constantly stressed.”

There needs to be a culture change, where discussion – and seeking help where you need it most – is no longer stigmatized as weak, but as a necessary step for rebuilding one’s roots in a foreign land. Binna’s courage to tell her story should serve as a reminder, and the beginning of that change.

Stop the “redefine rape” movement

I’ll keep this short, but this is important (especially to Americans):

The Republicans want to narrow down the definition of “rape” – by eliminating rape cases involving excessive amount of alcohol or drugs, date rape, and statutory rape, among others (basically, they’re saying: if a woman doesn’t look physically beaten, it wasn’t rape). They’re trying to do this by only counting “forcible rape” as “real rape.” This means women whose rape charges don’t fall under this vague category of “forcible rape” will not be eligible for financial support from the federal government when it comes to abortions.

The bill was declared a “top priority” by speaker of the house John Boehner, and has (mostly, but not ALL Republican) 173 co-sponsors.

Words cannot describe how scary this is, and how many steps backwards we will be taking in terms of women’s rights. So please, spread the word, and if you’re residing in the U.S., sign this petition to stop this bill and declare your outrage.

[Source: Mother Jones]

Why I hate Movember

I remember getting on the bus sometime last week and wondering why everyone was sporting skeezy mustaches, only to remember that this thing called Movember was happening. Now that it’s almost over, let me just say: I really do not like the concept of growing mustaches to raise money for prostate cancer.

I admit that I am a bit biased against mustaches in general. Why not just grow a full-blown beard, if facial hair is your thing? But my main issue with Movember is this. What does growing facial hair have to do with prostate cancer, exactly? Other than the fact that both are done mostly by (cis)men? The highly heteronormative nature of this “challenge” is one thing, and I’m growing pretty tired of the gimmicky ways of fundraising that seems to really obscure the reality of health issues and the messy reality of our bodies. There’s a lot of good discussion about why the gimmicky pink blitz otherwise known as Breast Cancer Awareness Month is problematic due to almost masking the ugly reality of it all. But at least Breast Cancer Awareness Month has the issue at hand in its name: Movember does not. You can avoid saying “prostate cancer” entirely by focusing on the gimmick of the mustache. So it becomes a superficial contest of me staring at pages and pages of gross mustaches on my Facebook feed – and not one of my friends who are growing mustaches has uttered a single word about prostate cancer awareness. Can we say issue fail?

I get it, prostates are sexual organs – and hidden ones at that. We don’t like talking about sexual organs unless they’re being discussed in a reproductive sense or highly eroticized. We don’t want to believe that our sexual organs can fail us and kill us. But that’s what our body does. As much as it pains me to see uneven mustaches on the bus, I’m sure it pains men suffering in silence from prostate cancer even more as they do not see their realities getting the genuine attention they deserve.

So, how about a Prostate Cancer Awareness Month instead? And some real discussion about how to prevent and treat the cancer?

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