Here is the full transcript of Canadian performer Ivan Coyote’s TEDx Talk: We All Need a Safe Place to Pee at TEDxVancouver conference.
Ivan Coyote – Canadian performer
Hi everybody. There are a few things that all of us need. We all need air to breathe. We need clean water to drink. We need food to eat. We need shelter and love.
You know, love is great, too. And we all need a safe place to pee. Yeah? As a trans person who doesn’t fit neatly into the gender binary, if I could change the world tomorrow to make it easier for me to navigate, the very first thing I would do is blink and create single stall, gender-neutral bathrooms in all public places.
Trans people and trans issues, they’ve been getting a lot of mainstream media attention lately. And this is a great and necessary thing, but most of that attention has been focused on a very few individuals, most of whom are kinda rich and pretty famous, and probably don’t have to worry that much anymore about where they’re going to pee in between classes at their community college, or where they’re going to get changed into their gym strip at their public high school.
Fame and money insulates these television star trans people from most of the everyday challenges that the rest of us have to tackle on a daily basis. Public bathrooms. They’ve been a problem for me since as far back as I can remember, first when I was just a little baby tomboy and then later as a masculine-appearing, predominantly estrogen-based organism.
Now, today as a trans person, public bathrooms and change rooms are where I am most likely to be questioned or harassed. I’ve often been verbally attacked behind their doors.
I’ve been hauled out by security guards with my pants still halfway pulled up. I’ve been stared at, screamed at, whispered about, and one time I got smacked in the face by a little old lady’s purse that from the looks of the shiner. I took home that day I am pretty certain contained at least 70 dollars of rolled up small change and a large hard candy collection.
And I know what some of you are thinking, and you’re mostly right. I can and do just use the men’s room most of the time these days. But that doesn’t solve my change room dilemmas, does it? And I shouldn’t have to use the men’s room because I’m not a man.
I’m a trans person. And now we’ve got these fearmongering politicians that keep trying to pass these bathroom bills. Have you heard about these? They try to legislate to try and force people like myself to use the bathroom that they deem most appropriate according to the gender I was assigned at birth.
And if these politicians ever get their way, in Arizona or California or Florida or just last week in Houston, Texas, or Ottawa, well then, using the men’s room will not be a legal option for me either. And every time one of these politicians brings one of these bills to the table, I can’t help but wonder, you know, just who will and exactly how would we go about enforcing laws like these.
Right? Panty checks? Really. Genital inspections outside of bath change rooms at public pools? There’s no legal or ethical or plausible way to enforce laws like these anyway. They exist only to foster fear and promote transphobia. They don’t make anyone safer. But they do for sure make the world more dangerous for some of us. And meanwhile, our trans children suffer. They drop out of school, or they opt out of life altogether.
Trans people, especially trans and gender-nonconforming youth face additional challenges when accessing pools and gyms, but also universities, hospitals, libraries. Don’t even get me started on how they treat us in airports. If we don’t move now to make sure that these places are truly open and accessible to everyone, then we just need to get honest and quit calling them public places. We need to just admit that they are really only open for people who fit neatly into one of two gender boxes, which I do not I never have.
And this starts very early. I know a little girl. She’s the daughter of a friend of mine. She’s a self-identified tomboy. I’m talking about cowboy boots and Caterpillar yellow toy trucks and bug jars, the whole nine yards.
One time I asked her what her favorite color was. She told me, “Camouflage”. So that awesome little kid, she came home from school last October from her half day of preschool with soggy pants on because the other kids at school were harassing her when she tried to use the girls’ bathroom. And the teacher had already instructed her to stay out of the boys’ bathroom. And she had drank two glasses of that red juice at the Halloween party, and I mean, who can resist that red juice, right? It’s so good.