Queer Georgians: A Hidden History of Lovers, Lawbreakers and Homemakers
by Anthony Delaney
Genres: History, Non-fictionPages: 352
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Synopsis:In this dazzling work of restorative history, Dr Anthony Delaney has traced the stories of people daring to challenge society's expectations, unearthing archives and court records to reveal the tragedies and the joys of queer life three centuries ago. Breathing new life into the forgotten and offering radical new interpretations of celebrated figures such as Anne Lister, Queer Georgians is an invitation to view our shared history in a whole new light.
The celebrated Chevalier d'Éon, soldier, diplomat and spy, challenges a rival to a fencing match. The sweepstake is not over who will win, but whether the Chevalier is a man or a woman.
Mother Clap's Holborn coffee house is open to all comers, a place of companionship and community, until a tip-off leads to a midnight raid.
Two women, exiled from their families, set up a utopian homestead in a remote Welsh cottage, inspiring a generation of Romantic poets.
Anthony Delaney’s Queer Georgians sets out to tell the stories of various Georgian people who in various ways managed to live and love in an environment not friendly to queer experiences. Sometimes these stories aren’t what you might expect, where the people in question — the Chevalier d’Éon and Anne Lister, for instance — have become well known (at least in queer communities) and have had a narrative built up around them.
Some of that’s uncomfortable: Anne Lister was deeply manipulative, out to get control of her partner’s money, and by her own words she sometimes loathed Ann Walker in that process. The Chevalier d’Éon is far from a non-binary icon who slipped between male and female dress as pleased them, but rather someone whose gender presentation was forced upon them, sometimes to their distress. (I’m using neutral pronouns as it isn’t clear to me what they would have finally preferred if they had had any choices left, and I can’t exactly ask.)
Some of it is just sad, or sordid, too. But it all adds up to a world that was queerer than we sometimes think, in which queer people found ways to live authentically and get what they needed, and through their words and other evidence about them it becomes obvious that (though it shouldn’t be any surprise) there have always been queer people, trans people included.
I enjoyed it a fair bit, and though I didn’t check the endnotes myself (it’s just not my area at all), the author is forthright about sources and interpretations, and clearly did his own digging into the evidence in order to celebrate the truth of these queer Georgians. Definitely enjoyed it, even if it sometimes felt sad or uncomfortable. Warts and all, these people have been worth learning about.
Rating: 4/5 (“really liked it”)
I was thinking about this topic the other day, as my Twitch chat were asking for me to read some queer authors this Pride. While I do read queer authors throughout the year (sometimes contested, although often fairly clear if you aren’t trying to pretend gay men are really asexual and all those lesbians are just very, very, very good friends….), I’ve realised that often the authors and just people in general who come to us in the historical record in the current public domain tend to come in one of two varieties: because they got caught and it went very badly for them, or they were rich enough to get away with it (which tends to mean they… might have been assholes). While they’re all worth learning about, I do tend to feel it’s not the joyful celebration my chat is probably asking for…
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Yeah. I think that in looking for queer joy (and trying to prove that queer people have always existed and it’s totally normal), there’s a lot of… glossing over or excusing the assholes, and trying to paint things in a much more positive light than they were. The real stories are often less uplifting and more ambiguous in various ways — I’d often heard vaguely about the Chevalier d’Éon, but with not a fucking whisper of the fact that the crossdressing was actually forced upon him by the king and made him miserable. Instead it was “look at this amazing trans figure who slipped between gender presentations”. That does not seem to have been by any means his choice!
…And I’d had no idea about Anne Lister’s absolutely brazen manipulation of her partners and hatred of her “wife” whom she was coercing into a relationship to get her money. Lister was not a great person and does not deserve the rainbow romanticisation she gets.