This Magical Place
As told to Jeff Lawrence.
From Sad Mag issue 7/8.
At 21, Ghassan Shanti left behind a life of fear in Jordan because of his sexuality and claimed refugee status in Canada to begin a promising career as a makeup artist.
My parents are Palestinian, but I was born in Jordan. So I guess I’m from Jordan, but I spent a big chunk of my childhood in southern California in a small town called Torrance.
We moved there when I was five, in 1990, and we lived in California until I was 14. In 1999, we moved back to Jordan. It was the most horrendous, traumatic experience of my life, probably. I spent the next seven years there until I turned 21. High school is difficult enough in any part of the world, let alone being a little Americanized, angsty teen in the Middle East.
For the first couple years of high school I always thought that I would just somehow move back to the States—I didn’t know how. Then 9/11 happened and it became virtually impossible for an Arab to travel between the Middle East and the U.S. It was just incredibly difficult, and I figured that it would be years before the anti-Arab climate would cool down.
I wanted to go to Canada because I figured it would be a better option than the U.S. I chose Vancouver because it was the least cold part of Canada. I guess I was right. The summer that I moved here was perfect: July 2006. It was magic, the best summer the city has had in ages.
I don’t know that I would be alive today if I were living in Jordan. It’s a Muslim country. But I honestly don’t think that Islam is any more anti-gay than any of the other major religions, specifically Christianity. I think that they both manage to be as spiteful in their vitriol against homosexuals. But there’s no legislation in Jordan protecting me, and anti-homophobia legislation in Canada is super extensive. Unlike Jordan, where being gay is a criminal act, virtually any discrimination against gays is a criminal act here. I feel safe.
Photo: Daphne Chan.




