In 1994, two queer students in Galway‑Mayo Institute of Technology were so tired of the silence around HIV that we called AIDS West, borrowed a table and created the college’s first World AIDS Day event. That one stand turned into
I didn’t arrive in activism with a megaphone in my hand; I came in through the arts. As a queer artist I learned early how power shapes who gets to be seen and heard, and I spent years using performance
The optimism of queer youth in Ireland was not about ignoring risk or pain. It was about insisting on possibility in the face of hostility. It was about building alliances that shifted common sense, turning what was once dismissed as
Survival has never felt passive to me; for so many queer people I’ve known, simply staying alive and visible in a hostile world has been a kind of activism in itself.
The rise in homophobic and transphobic hate and violence we are experiencing is devastating, organised and international. But this is not our first rodeo
