Viet Pride

I might have missed the Jerusalem pride events this year (I heard they still got a stink bomb thrown at them L) but I did join the LGBT community and supporters in Hanoi for their second pride festival ever.

All the colors of the rainbow

All the colors of the rainbow

Hand made pride flags!

Hand made pride flags!

Preparations for the fashion show

Preparations for the fashion show

The first two day of events happened at the Gothe institutions and included lectures, movies and a fashion show. The organizers did their best to provide a high tech environment, with five laptops, two web cam’s broadcasting live, a high res video camera man and instant translation through ear phones. The translation was meant for the few foreigners like me that joined the mostly local crowd. Unfortunately it wasn’t a very good translation so it was quite hard to follow.

There were intense monsoon rains the first two days which might have kept many people at home, those who did come heard LGBT community members talk about discrimination, gender roles and the fact that everyone asks them if they are married and when will they be married? The truth is I get asked the same question without anyone knowing my sexual orientation. Anyway, turns out annoying people in the crowd that just like to hear their own voice is an international thing, there was some straight guy that works in the medical field who was relentless in his jabbering. I’m pretty sure he was saying some bad things about the community but with the translation I got he might as well have been talking about eating pizza. Then came a sudden power outage to remind us that we are still Vietnam.

All motorbike are created equal

All motorbike are created equal

Photography is a dangerous occupation!

Photography is a dangerous occupation!

The next day I woke up super early to get to the main event, the parade which was supposed to be a bicycle parade!?! I was way too chicken to ride a bicycle across town so I thought I’d join by walking. That turned out to be impossible as people were riding really fast and in fact, at least half of them were on motorbikes not bicycles. So I hitched a ride with a young women. There must have been a few hundreds of us driving down the crazy traffic of Hanoi with cars and motorbikes zooming all around. I couldn’t help but think that the parade might be a homophobic ploy to try to get rid of the gay population, “assassination by motorbike accident”. Luckily no one seemed to get hurt.

Love the shirts!

Love the shirts! Hate the motorbikes!

I’ve organised a few parades and political demonstrations in my time and I have to say the organizers did one hell of an amazing job. Each participant got a free T-shirt, flag and water bottle. And there were tens of bikes decorated in the colors of the rainbow riding one after each other.

Self portrait from back of a motorbike!

Self portrait from back of a motorbike!

It’s been a long time since I felt that I’ve been to some “underground” event. I felt this in Hanoi pride week, not because they were hiding but because it felt like something new and exciting coming into being in this quite traditional city. While some places in the world like Russia are going back into the dark ages banning homosexual behavior and using violence against the LGBT community (you can sign a petition to postpone the Olympics that are going to be held in Russia here until LGBT rights are returned) , it was great to see so many young teenagers come out in support of gay rights, marching this country forward!

A Skeptic Needle?

Ten minutes before I left for my first ever Acupuncture treatment, the Richard Dawkins Foundation for Reason and Science published an article titled “why acupuncture is giving sceptics the needle”. If I had any inclination to believe in god or fate or whatever I’d say it was a sign telling me not to go. Luckily I don’t so I can bring you this tale. Read on…

I might not believe in God or even Chi for that matter but I do believe in the well documented Placebo effect. As I’m suffering from a mild L4/L5 pinched nerve, the cause of which I’m not sure I want to know, I thought why not try it. Even the article the Dawkings piece was based on said some research indicated Acupuncture could help in lower back pain. Besides I love Dr Mae-Wan Ho’s theory about how quantum coherence might allow our cells to communicate at a much lower level and she muses about acupuncture being able to affect that network.

I freaked out a seeing this still on the table with all the needles in...

I freaked out a little, seeing this while still on the table with all the needles in…

After I explained to the head of the clinic my symptoms she took a look at my tongue. She asked me to lay down while she and her assistant preceded to examine me by pressing at certain points, moving my legs around and stretching me here and there. I think it took a long stressful 10 minutes. I felt I was in some test waiting to hear the important results. Finally she said my spine was healthy and my energy levels were good. Which I’m hoping means my nerve pinch isn’t caused by a slipped disk.

From there I went with the assistant who started out with the best shiatsu style massage applying very strong and focused pressure. Then she swabbed my back with alcohol and my stress levels jumped up. I tried to stay calm while she inserted the first needle. It felt somewhat between a pinch and a static electric shock. Not too painful but still an ‘ouch’ moment. She went on slowly inserting more needles each of which felt different. Within a few seconds of the needles’ insertion the pain subdued and some weren’t felt at all.

Then she said I will feel a “tok tok tok”. Just as I began saying I don’t feel anything I yelped out as fast week electric shocks began pulsing through my lower back. That’s when things got really strange. I started feeling as if I was being stung by needles in placed the acupuncturist wasn’t even touching me, the thigh I was lying on, the back of my hamstring and the fingers of leg, all of which on the left side which is being effected by the nerve pinch. As the Acupuncturist’s English wasn’t the best it was hard to explain to her but when I did she went on to place needles in those area’s that I mentioned that she could reach and massaged the rest.

I was quite surprised at how dynamic and changeable the feelings were. Each point was sending out completely different signals every few seconds. At times the pulsing was almost unbearable, a moment later it was almost unfelt, then I felt pleasurable pressure on my lower back and suddenly my right shoulder felt as if it were pricked. I was being my regular animated self, giggling and screeching, when a woman that was getting a massage a few meters from me, said through a cloth certain that separated us, “next time I want to have what she’s having”, after which I struck up a strange little conversation with her trying to explain how strange it all felt.

Before the needles were removed I asked the acupuncturist if she could take a picture. I think she thought I was insane but still took the photo J

Then she asked me to turn on my back and started stretching me in a thai style massage.

I felt very strange getting up but could still feel my nerve pinch. As the whole treatment had cost me just $7 I wanted to tip the woman but she wouldn’t let me.

After effects:

I kept on needing to pee for the next two hours. Then after a nap I woke up my lower back feeling very stiff, as if it had a hard workout, but I couldn’t recreate the nerve pinch feeling that happens only when I arch my back. I kept wondering if my subconsciousness wasn’t allowing me to arch as far as I usually do but I really did my best to contort every which way. The lower back pain was there but the shooting pain down my buttock was gone. Latter I went to my regular kung fu class and at some point managed to recreate that nerve pinch feeling but it was still much harder to reach and the pain was much weaker.

The next day I woke up and the nerve pinch is pretty much back to usual, but the whole experience was strange enough so I’m willing to recreate the experiment on Sunday…I’ll see how it goes.