On Community
By Casey Plett
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Finalist for the 2024 Firecracker Award in Creative Nonfiction • Shortlisted for the 2024 Lambda Literary Award for Transgender Nonfiction • Finalist for the 2024 Leslie Feinberg Award for Trans and Gender-Variant Literature • One of CBC Books' Canadian Nonfiction to Read in the Fall • A Tyee Best Book of 2023 • A CBC Books Best Nonfiction Book of 2023 • A Hamilton Review of Books Best Book of 2023 • An Autostraddle Best Queer Book of 2023
We need community to live. But what does it look like? Why does it often feel like it's slipping away?
We are all hinged to some definition of a community, be it as simple as where we live, complex as the beliefs we share, or as intentional as those we call family. In an episodic personal essay, Casey Plett draws on a range of firsthand experiences to start a conversation about the larger implications of community as a word, an idea, and a symbol. With each thread a cumulative definition of community, and what it has come to mean to Plett, emerges.
Looking at phenomena from transgender literature, to Mennonite history, to hacker houses of Silicon Valley, and the rise of nationalism in North America, Plett delves into the thorny intractability of community's boons and faults. Deeply personal, authoritative in its illuminations, On Community is an essential contribution to the larger cultural discourse that asks how, and to what socio-political ends, we form bonds with one another.
Casey Plett
Casey Plett is the author of A Dream of a Woman, Little Fish, and A Safe Girl to Love, the co-editor of Meanwhile, Elsewhere: Science Fiction and Fantasy From Transgender Writers, and the publisher at LittlePuss Press. She has written for the New York Times, Harper’s Bazaar, the Guardian, Globe and Mail, McSweeney’s Internet Tendency, the Winnipeg Free Press, and other publications. A winner of the Amazon First Novel Award and the Firecracker Award for Fiction, and a two-time winner of the Lambda Literary Award, her work has also been nominated for the Scotiabank Giller Prize.
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On Community - Casey Plett
On Community
Casey Plett
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Windsor, Ontario
Contents
I.
Assumptions (1)
What Community?
Assumptions (2)
Unbifurcation
A Small Working List of Synonyms for Community
Assumptions (3)
Verbs
The Power of the Group
God
Needs
Small
Bink bink bink bink bink
Transsexuals
So Look, What the Hell Is Water?
Assumptions (4)
Exceptional
Ghost World
What’s Water
Interlude
A Minimum Viable Community
Real Community
The Mennonite Thing
Darkness
II.
Compassion
Activation
Freedom
A Part of Something
Assumptions (Final)
Awkward
Queers
Manageable
Contributions
Definitions
An Ongoing Space of Encounter
Families
Strangers
Lurking, Social Media Revisited, the Warnings of Utopia
Belonging
Coffee
Some Things I Know
An Arrow
Acknowledgements
Copyright
Endnotes
Twenty-volume folios will never make a revolution. It’s the little pocket pamphlets that are to be feared.
Voltaire
For my grandfather Gerry Doerksen,
who passed away as I was writing this
and who lived much of his life as a pillar
of his own communities
I hope you might enjoy this,
wherever it now may find you
Rest in peace
Nothing is sweet or easy about community. Community is a fellowship of people who do not hide their joys and sorrows but make them visible to each other as a gesture of hope.
Henri Nouwen
Over time, I had learned that the strength of a close-knit social group lies in its ability to compartmentalize.
Rawi Hage,
The Iconoclast,
Stray Dogs
We sometimes make compromises, invite poison into our lives, and it can’t be helped.
Venita Blackburn,
Blood, Guts, and Bile,
How to Wrestle a Girl
If my experiences in gay bars have been disappointing, what I wouldn’t want to lose is the expectation of a better night.
Jeremy Atherton Lin, Gay Bar: Why We Went Out
Sodden, satisfied, you
return, take the body,
push its palms up under
your shirt. You say I am
now safe but the body narrows
against the window,
folds over the kitchen
sink rubbing small
ceramic cups, old church
mugs after midnight,
the curtains worn blue
& floating, back
& forth like whispers.
The body squints; a ghost cycled in the garden.
Sarah Ens, "Wuthering:
A Comprehensive Guide,"
The World Is Mostly Sky
I.
Assumptions (1)
When I was a kid, I lived in a small town. It’s a dot on the Canadian Prairies, in the Pembina Valley region of Southern Manitoba. I wasn’t well-liked; I didn’t get along with most other children. I moved away with my mom and stepdad after grade five.
A decade afterwards, I went back to visit. I went to a party with a boy, the only friend I’d kept in touch with. It was the kind of party where guys were mean and the kitchen counter was covered with alcohol. We walked in and one of the guys pointed at me. "Who the fuck is that?"
It’s cool, he’s from here,
said my old friend.
And that took care of that.
I’ve moved often in my thirty-six years of life—ten times, as of now. And often I’ve returned to visit a community in which I once lived, and said those words, I’m from here.
Sometimes it doesn’t mean anything. But it meant something, that night, at that party.
~
Meanwhile, one town over, my uncle taught in the schools. He’d grown up elsewhere, in the Steinbach area, about an hour away. One day, he told me of his adopted town, "I’ve lived there twenty years and I still don’t feel like I’m from there."
Both the Pembina Valley and the Steinbach region are overwhelmingly made up of people like my family: Mennonites descended from Low German–speaking communities who emigrated from eastern Europe between the 1870s and 1920s. Both these regions of Southern Manitoba are conservative, religious, agricultural, and economically centred around a larger town of about ten thousand souls. In other words, outsiders might look at these two places and think, These are all the same people.
Those outsiders would, largely, be right. Yet, within these two regions themselves, less so. Fun fact: there are these gentle, joshing Low German terms for one region to refer to the other, Dit Sied and Jant Sied, loosely translated to This side
and That over there side,
referring to the west and east banks of the Red River, which splits the larger area of the province.
But joshing aside, my uncle was serious, decades after moving: "I still don’t feel like I’m from there."
And a decade after I left, my old friend: It’s cool, he’s from here.
What Community?
I began to conceive this essay after rereading a magazine interview I’d done months prior. The interview was about my then new book of short stories A Dream of a Woman, and the interviewer had asked me about community. I’m a trans woman, and specifically the interviewer asked about community among trans people, or the trans community.
I echoed to him something a character says in the book: that term ‘the trans community’ can mean whatever I want it to mean in that moment.
¹
The character in question does believe this wholeheartedly. But when I read back those words of mine, speaking for myself as a real-life human, I wondered if I was actually quite that cynical. The magazine had landed on my doorstep in the humidity of summer 2021, in a newly vaccinated Windsor, Ontario, gingerly waking from covid quarantine. I knew I benefited from community. I was actively reconnecting with community! And Lord knows, I had dearly come to understand how I needed community during the bleak lockdown days.
Yet, I was still frustrated with the concept of community, as I had been most of my life. The drama, the groupthink, the way it turns against individuals it does not understand. Its problems felt intractable, replete with all too human Ouroboros and Gordian knots. I found myself still loath to examine community
head-on, whether it be in the context of Mennonitism, a small city like Windsor, the neighbourhoods of New York City where I was newly spending the academic year, the Manitoba towns of my childhood, the Pacific Northwest suburbs of my adolescence, or the squabbling, interlaced array of queer communities in which I’d spent much of my adult life.*
Community. Just the word itself is so damn amorphous. It can describe everything from a Rust Belt city’s literary scene to a network of Christian denominations to transsexuals bitching about electrolysis pain on the internet to unwieldy political blocs of racialized minorities to internet fandoms to organized hate groups to any homosexual-adjacent person who self-describes with the word gay. Somewhere along the line, such amorphousness had even caused the word community to attain semantic satiation for me—the phenomenon in which a word is repeated so often it loses its meaning; it ceases to sound like a word.
And when I really started thinking about this, I saw that term community invoked everywhere, in a manner at once authoritative and nebulous, a word that can, indeed, seemingly mean whatever its speaker wants.
Like, okay, look at influential forces like politicians, or multinational conglomerates, or even just the media. Netflix advertises the documentary Disclosure: Leading trans creatives and thinkers share heartfelt perspectives and analysis about Hollywood’s impact on the trans community.
² The New York governor says of Black History Month: A time for all New Yorkers to reflect on the many contributions of the Black community and the ongoing struggle for equality.
³ I can get off an airplane in Toronto and a bank advertisement on the jet bridge will proclaim the colonial nation-state of Canada a close-knit community of 36 million.
I can cancel my free Adobe trial and, after alarmingly clingy screens plead for me to reconsider, the confirmation screen arrives: Casey, you’re still part of the Adobe community.
On the tenth anniversary of the Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals program,† an ABC affiliate reports: The undocumented community says its future will remain uncertain until there’s a clear pathway to citizenship.
⁴ The US president signs a bill related to gay marriage and praises the then Speaker of the House at the ceremony: Equality and dignity for the LGBT community has always been her North Star.
⁵ A Politico article on a US Senate race: Herschel Walker rallied with the Indian American community in September . . .
⁶ A Wall Street Journal deck‡ on the backlash to a comedian’s jokes: the company faced strong criticism from the transgender community . . .
⁷
So here we have powerful entities referring to vast, disparate groups of far-flung people and doing so with a mien of authority, with the assumption that when they say community,
their audience understands what they mean, that nobody’s going to ask for clarification. These powerful entities are also the type whose utterances are usually subject to multiple rounds of review as well as quick public criticism—in other words, if a term would be confusing or get them in trouble, they might not use it. But community
is invoked without question all the time.
I believe in community. I believe in its necessity. I believe it is deeply and irrevocably meaningful to humanity and to our individual lives. And yet: What do these powerful entities mean?
Take the phrase the [X] community.
When I read that phrase, I think: How does this person know this about the [X] community? What are the borders of the [X] community? How is the writer deciding who counts within them and who does not? Is the writer a member of the [X] community? Would others dispute their membership? Whatever claim is made about the community, how many sections within it must the claim apply to in order to justify the term? Perhaps most importantly, How can that writer possibly decide who gets to speak for the community? And who are those not speaking in their place?
Now, as a writer, I get it. More specific phrasing than the [X] community
can get prolix, and the pressure of word economy closes in. Still, my bullshit radar pings.
Take the last of the examples above, the transgender community.
How would, say, that writer at the Wall Street Journal define it, if pressed? How would I define it if pressed? Certainly, if you asked me off the street, I doubt I’d come up with much beyond: Goodness, that’s complicated. I don’t know.
~
Here, with the luxury of slow consideration, both thinking on aspirational wide-tent definitions and capturing how the term actually gets functionally used, let me take some stabs at possible definitions of the transgender community.
The transgender community is:
anyone whose sex or gender differs from that assigned at birth. Put another way, the trans community is all trans people.
anyone who explicitly identifies as transgender. Difficult to measure numbers, but the Williams Institute pegs it as roughly 1 in 200 adults in the US,⁸ which scans as reasonable to me.
any trans person in relations with other trans people: friends, lovers, spouses, co-workers, organizers, et al. (A phrase I hear often is being in community with others, using community as a verb. I’ll return to this.)
anyone active in trans politics, social services, culture, and other work incorporating the considerations and needs of trans people.
the trans people most visible and palatable to mainstream media and society, and thus accordingly some mixture of cis-passing, skinny, white, college-educated, and already famous/notable before they transitioned.
whichever trans activists are the loudest and most uncompromising voices in the room on a given issue.
any group of trans people whom a given transgender person feels like bitching about that day.
any group of trans people whom a given cisgender journalist feels like bitching about that day.
all trans people plus some cis people who, say, are active in trans movements or perhaps parent trans children or are partners of trans people.
all trans people plus those who don’t identify as trans now but likely well might someday—such as those unable to come out or who are actively questioning or who are simply unaware of certain language or options. Example: when I was sixteen, I explicitly said and believed that I was not transgender, because back then I had a different idea of