I keep hearing wonderful things about Kate’s new book. Even though Kate sometimes infuriates the hell out of me we’ve met a couple of times and she is wonderfully witty and a genuinely terrific person have a conversation with.
If some one were to comp me a copy of her book, it would go to the top of my reading list and I would review it. Otherwise I’ll get around to reading it later this year when I have finished my memoir.
Even though I’m presently reading mainly fiction and avoiding the memoirs of sisters and brothers due to my own writing and the need to avoid cluttering my own thought processes with other voices.
I have a feeling there are a lot of pissed off people in Sea Org in Hollywood, where Scientology has become the monster that devoured wa wonderfully sleazy bohemian area.
This Review is from Religion Dispatches: http://www.religiondispatches.org/books/atheologies/5988/no_longer_at_sea:_kate_bornstein_talks_scientology_|_%28a%29theologies_|_/
By Kristin Rawls
June 13, 2012
- A Queer and Pleasant Danger
- by Kate Bornstein
- Beacon Press , 2012
Kate Bornstein is a trans activist and writer who first gained notoriety with the 1995 release of Gender Outlaw: On Men, Women and the Rest of Us. Now a staple in college courses, that book remains controversial for questioning the male and female gender binary.
Always forthcoming, Bornstein has nonetheless avoided writing, until now, about one period of her life: the twelve years she spent as a staff member in the Church of Scientology. Recently, I caught up with Bornstein to discuss her new memoir, A Queer and Pleasant Danger.
You say you wrote this book for your daughter—what do you mean by that?
My daughter, my ex-wife and my grandkids are all members of the institutionalized Church of Scientology. By canonical law, they’re not allowed to talk with me because I am “evil.”
My daughter was born into the Church of Scientology in the early 1970s. I left in 1981 when she was nine. And you know, I needed to leave. It was the end of twelve years, and I had to get the fuck out of there. I’ll be saying “fuck” here—you can change it if you have to! [That’s OK, carry on. -Eds.] Anyway, I figured, I’m 64 years old. I won’t be around much longer. If she ever wonders what happened, I want it there for her.