Queer in Treaty 7 Podcast

About Queer in Treaty 7 Podcast

We gather Queer writers, promote their stories, and entrench the Treaty Queer here in Treaty 7 queerintreaty7.substack.com (https://queerintreaty7.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast)

Publisher

RockyMtnMattie

Category

arts · society & culture

Language

en

Explicit

Yes

First episode

3 Apr 2024

Latest episode

6 Jan 2026

Latest episodes

8 episodes in the feed.

1. 

   6 Jan 2026

   "The Paper Trail from Purge to Possibility" - A Queer Salon Inspired Tale

   The Albertan Queer Affirmation Review identified the importance of empowering Queer storytellers. Through its ways, Treaty guarantees that two-spirit folks and others should be able to live in our cities and schools. Queer people have the grand joy that, in being true to ourselves, we make room for and affirm Treaty. The same Treaty that allows us to be our own true selves lets others do the same and deserves empowerment. Through this, queer spaces become magic places and stories maintain that magic. What follows comes in part from being Queer in Treaty 7. “The Paper Trail from the Purge to Possibility” - A Queer Salon Inspired Story Nancy read the stories. She read into points on the understated overlap of Queer diversity principles and foundational aspects of Canada and its institutions. We all want a better Canada, and especially in times of uncertainty, a strong Canada. But when we started sitting down, the conversation didn’t start with the future. It tunneled straight into the past. It started with the purge. Canada, like many countries, has always had systems to define belonging and to stave off perceived threats. Through treaties and acts and acts of horror for indigenous peoples, internment for enemy aliens, quotas and biases for visible and religious minorities, it possessed a pre-existing bureaucratic language for removal. In the mid-20th century, it simply applied that same grammar to a new focal point. The state turned its administrative machinery and might on its own LGBTQ+ servants. The paperwork persecution was systematic, from the Cabinet table to the filing cabinets. Canada’s purge quickly became a masterclass in what happens when prejudice is codified into procedure. It aggregated out the sum of a million paper cuts—a systemic hemorrhage of talent and trust. Now, in a time of uncertainty and near crisis for Canada and its allies, we are left with a devastating irony: the very institution that helped exclude based on security now needs to recruit from the communities it sought to erase. Going about building military strength that targets queer folks as part of a vital citizenry labor pool rather than a target for ridicule and dismissal is no small nor monolith task. But has there ever been a time the military didn’t target queer folks in Canada? It’s a question we pondered on in every of our evolving discussions, as it deserved significantly more nuance than what yes or no offer. We know the anecdotes exist, the frameworks that survive outside official records and as context within them. Drag and duty are no foreign concepts to each other, nor soldiers and sailors’ living identities found and entrenched in the porous spaces between regulations. The paperwork persecution was systematic, from the cabinet table to the filing cabinets… …Folks were not yet a classified entry in a state database for denoting character weakness. For the Canadian Armed Forces as a modern, unified institution, the act of purging of rainbow folks was a necessary thing to remove those vulnerable of being blackmailed while in the closet. And lesser honourable actors within the institution and the federal government had all the opportunity needed to practice othering openly and with prejudice. It was a calf-opening night endeavour. The purge was baked into the foundation of the post-war national security state, and it required a vast, multi-decade bureaucratic effort to manage the relentless, smouldering burn of its own logic. The Purge was the construction of a bridge… turning stigma into security protocol. That distinction is the critical chasm. On one side was personal risk mediated by social prejudice. On the other was state policy administered by impersonal bureaucracy. The Purge was the construction of a bridge across that chasm, turning stigma into security protocol. The first pillar of that bridge was poured from the fear of defection. Igor Gouzenko flipped in 1945, revealing the reality of Soviet spy rings within Canada. A legitimate panic led to a royal commission on the matter and to a new, powerful security apparatus. Initially, the target was political loyalty, rooting out communists and occasionally fascists too. But by the 1950s, the hunters needed a broader territory and the scope began to metastasize. A cabinet directive on reliability of character meant a person could now be deemed unreliable if they had defects in their character, which may lead to indiscretion or dishonesty or may make them subjects of blackmail. The Cold War logic was chillingly elegant. A person with a secret could be turned by the enemy and therefore is the enemy. And so the RCMP’s Directorate of Security and Intelligence set up the Character Weakness Subdivision. They had the category, and now they could get to filling it based on accusation, suspicion, and confession. All deliberate choices, rather than an inevitable conclusion, as even then folks knew the homosexuals weren’t a legitimate security threat. Prejudice ratified by procedure. The administrative prey was honed in on, and through a series of bureaucratic choices, homosexuality was linguistically and legally pulled out of the private and into the public realm and that of national security. It was official. The hunt was on. Now, Nancy spoke about this in her own time in the forces. Without science, the government relied on pseudoscientific methods and applied quite a fun and dumb veneer to continue the hunt. I’d never seen it in my time, but we chatted on the wake of the fruit machine. As if from AcmeCo, the device attempted to detect homosexuality by measuring physiological responses to erotic imagery. Though a failure, its use persisted for years as a dehumanizing piece of an expensive obsession. Those sanctioned practices and many others in callous disregard for the dignity, privacy, and humanity of its victims would continue for decades, drawing a lot of parties into its wake. People became lists. A campaign of surveillance blurred the lines of state security and moral policing. They gathered, they raided, they compelled in the style of espionage for the sake of purging. They brought civil servants, they uniformed, even private citizens out of the category of human and onto the roll call for condemnation. No longer a servant of Canada, they became personnel issues and security flaws to be dealt with, clearances revoked, careers terminated, pensions often forfeited, turned into a number in emotionless, efficient, state-sanctioned acts of bigotry. But all dumb science and policies fall in their own time, and the purge was no different. In 1992, on the eve of being sued by an exemplary officer named Michelle Douglas, who was honorably discharged due to her sexual orientation in 1989, the Feds abandoned their policy. Canada took a shift for the better. Canada stopped purging folks, but they also stopped talking about it and its wake. No apology, no compensation, no reckoning or reconciliation for the thousands of lives shattered. But after another lawsuit, decades later on behalf of over 9,000 people, a settlement was reached. The bureaucracy of harm was replaced with a bureaucracy of complication—payouts, paperwork, with a final agreement and various supplementary agreements thereafter. Nancy spoke about the apologies and the follow-up from the dry bureaucratic witch hunt and calling it off. Conversations shifted towards what a bureaucracy of repair looks like and what one of reconciling and emboldening needs ahead of taking root. This is the frontier space that good, humble, honourable folks like Michelle and Nancy occupy. Now, Nancy was appointed to the Veterans Review and Appeals Board in 2020, a former CAF military police master corporal, a recipient of the Canada Pride Citation. She is a veteran of the institution’s culture and a survivor of its policies. She hasn’t made herself to be a symbol or figurehead, but her priorities, they seem to be pragmatic steps to building through the mess into a better tomorrow, while showing up folks caught in the in-between | Read her bio (https://vrab-tacra.gc.ca/en/about-us/chair-and-members/biographies/nancy-miller). Our conversations were far from abstract. We talked about memorials, not just the planning for the national monument destined for Ottawa’s landscape, but of the kind that forced daily reflection and renewal. We talked about the Stolperstein of Germany, the Our Lady of Lourdes of Tuktoyaktuk, and other memorials in daily life of somber nature around the globe. We talked of how legacies can be kept not just in museums, but in messes, offices, drill halls, and the regular spaces of military institutions as tools of intrusive cultural awareness. It was a treat to hear her perspectives and experiences, as Nancy’s regular work, formal and informal, is that intentional, granular action that gets stuff done. Bridging people to tools, next steps, and recourse. That kind of ethos forged through time in and out of uniform pivots on a critical distinction. Folks like Nancy ensure people are heard, not just processed or managed. In the labyrinthine federal system, folks like her are the antithesis of the purge’s logic based itself on the refusal of seeing or hearing the humanity of those in the purging hopper, whoever they may be. The institution that spent decades systematically purging a segment of its own population now faces an existential need to grow from that very pool. The reflection on memory and methods collides with a brutal contemporary reality. The CAF, and Canada, is in a state of crisis, desperately short for personnel in a world where global security is degrading and traditional alliances are straining. The institution that spent decades systematically purging a segment of its own population now faces an existential need to grow from that very pool. Conversations of moral redress, historical justice, and even cultural repair are important, but with danger on Canada’s doorstep from abroad, this dark talk of strategic necessity is a necessity. The Purge was an epic, decades-long act of national self-sabotage, wasting strategic human capital and decades of lost potential thereafter. Talking with Nancy, purge survivors, as well as young queer folk in and out of service, it looks like monumental tasks still lay ahead. If we can grow internal competence of all sorts of diverse Canadian lifestyles, operational use of memory to benefit and grow perspectives, and to have veterans’ machinery which can follow dignity in service with dignity post-service, Canada will gain access to a profound labour pool. The force multiplier of open perspectives with diversity as a norm becomes operational strength, and it strengthens through known and intentional reconciliation, informed by and giving out empowerment. Nancy’s path shows the way. Less malice, more willingness. It is the quiet, granular work of listening in good years and not-so-good years, of bridging communities to recourse, case by case, person by person. It is a long-haul attitude, one that finds love and lives life while steadfastly repairing institutions from within and all around. It’s pragmatic determination that pays off, especially when allies listen and when they enable their allies. The final page of the paper trail is not yet written. It waits to be composed by their service. The Queer in Treaty 7 podcast is a call to action from the Albertan Queer Affirmation Review, an ongoing work by community curated by Cupola Policy and Strategy. You can find more, read more, and hear more through this sub-stack and more on policy science inclusion efforts at CupolaStrategy.com (https://cupolastrategy.com/). Thank you for sharing your time and for entrenching Treaty and the Treaty Queer. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit queerintreaty7.substack.com (https://queerintreaty7.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_1)

2. 

   16 Dec 2025

   "A New Stampede" - A Queer Salon Inspired Tale

   The Albertan Queer Affirmation Review identified the importance of empowering Queer storytellers. Through its ways, Treaty guarantees that two-spirit folks and others should be able to live in our cities and schools. Queer people have the grand joy that, in being true to ourselves, we make room for and affirm Treaty. The same treaty that allows us to be our own true selves lets others do the same and deserves empowerment. Through this, queer spaces become magic places and stories maintain that magic. What follows comes in part from being queer in Treaty 7. “A New Stampede” - A Queer Salon Inspired Tale Toby was back on treaty seven land. He built a life an ocean away in Aotearoa with his partner from Brazil, a love stitched together across hemispheres. But when the global tide of talent brought Brazilian drag superstar Pabllo Vittar to the Calgary Stampede, it created a constellation Toby couldn’t resist — a chance to show his love his home and to connect from diaspora reflections back to the prairie. I remember how his voice, usually chipper and steady, had gone thin and flat over the phone. The visa, he said, the words not landing with anger but with a heavy finality. It’s not going to happen in time. There was a long silence on the line, an ocean’s worth of disappointment. So I was rung up to be the ringer. A government stamp had left an empty seat and Toby needed a friend to fill the space. I have known many Toby’s since youth, and he could rightly claim the same about me, as we have lived many chapters and scenes of our lives overlapping. In concert for royalty, cribbage while on patrol aboard the CALGARY, stopovers at the Greco-Ukranski Seminary while on stints in Ottawa. We knew many different worlds as friends making their way, and all involved sound, story, music, and voice. We knew many things, we learnt many things, but amongst them was the heat, the cool, the joys, and the hate of northeast Calgary, and pride hidden upbringings and neighborhoods, and many a stampede time to recognize these truths. He arrived with tickets, time, and a heart full of that particular hope that is spun from nostalgia. As we wandered and roamed the downtown core, all dudded up with painted window and hay here and there, Toby reminisced how the times were again a changing. Stampede is a time for stories made, edited, modified, and modified more. From how folks spend their time in the daylight and what they do after and after that, stories turn, churn, and adjust to fit the times. Toby’s reflections peeled back the shared now with perspective from time away. How despite adjusted stories layered on adjusted stories, Stampede was a celebration of diversity and stories felt, though rarely told. Stampede talk peels back truths of a tapestry of prairie cowboy spirit. Think about it — The West was built by people who are running to something or running from something... The real frontier wasn’t a poster, it was a hard, diverse scramble for survival and at times belonging." Toby swept a hand across the vibrant, noisy grounds. We’re told a story about these plains, he said. The story of the white, straight, Christian cowboy. And sure he existed. He turned to me, his eyes clear, but so did the Black, the Asian, and the Métis riders and more, the Two-Spirit and Queer folk who cared for horses and who ran accounts and negotiations paid in dirt and sky. He paused, pointing towards the distant festive tapestry of the summer fire season all about. Think about it — The West was built by people who are running to something or running from something. A Black cowboy from the American South wasn’t just seeking work, He was seeking a semblance of freedom. A Queer person finding a role with a ranch was finding a community that, for a time, might have valued their skill with a rope over their personal life or what they called themselves. The real frontier wasn’t a poster, it was a hard, diverse scramble for survival and at times belonging. The skills required with animals, tack, and trade didn’t come with a prerequisite of whiteness or straightness. This simpler, cleaner history was a fiction, a comfort to those who needed the past to be less complicated than their present. While a stampede of my youth taught me many lessons, the one we’d walked through now showed me a reality I wouldn’t have thought possible. Sure, all sorts of folks could work the stampede back in my day, but now in the broad daylight, all sorts of folks were enjoying it. BIPOC folks, Queer folks, newcomers, old comers. They had smiles on their faces, and faces like theirs were on the posters; a glimpse of the times before stampede times neighbors from Marlborough neighbors from the Crossroads they’d be here working or hiding in plain sight where they could but often enjoying it away from the midway. Toby quipped as we stepped into the river of people on that midway. I was struck by the cacophony. A woman’s laugh free and bell-like cut through the din of groaning machinery and the frantic pitch of carnival barkers. The air itself was layered sensory experiences: the sweet sticky smell of mini doughnuts fused with the scent of fried onions and the honest musky odor of horse and hay from the nearby stables. My hand drifted unconsciously to my neck as I absorbed the symphony of a thousand easy voices, a stark contrast to the careful practiced silence I carried with me like a necessary shield He pointed to the advertisements in the lineups, bouncing to the beat of music. All of these folks, now out in broad daylight. It was a simple statement, but it held the weight of decades. For so long this place was sold as the last best West for a very specific kind of person. To be yourself in these spaces was a quite often solitary act. Toby comes from long-standing prairie stock, but he took his knowledge of the land and carried it across the world. I remember visiting him by zoom in Aotearoa, his hands dark with soil as he gently showed me native plants and global crops, explaining in symbiotic relationship with the earth beneath his feet. His wasn’t just book knowledge, it was a deep, tactile understanding. To practice skills like that fully, you need a community that welcomes your whole self. Like the cowboys of old, he took his skills where he could live completely. Many Queer folk from these lands know this same journey. The need to leave in order to find a place for your hands and your heart to work is one. As we walked, the strength he had built for himself was clear, a new kind of fortitude flowing through him like a deep, calm river. And there we were, at a city-block-sized pavilion tent packed with people who had come from far and wide in belief of art, in community, and in having a damn good time. I was there because of a paperwork failure, but shortly enough I found my own belief, It was the voice. Their voice. Pabllo does drag, but Pabllo sings. And the sound was a stunning, soaring force. It was the sheer effort behind it that truly entranced me — the countless hours of training and self-overcoming it represented. “I, like many trans folks, have a fraught relationship with my own voice… A sound that can feel like a borrowed coat that doesn’t always make warm… And here was living proof… that it could all be done.” I, like many trans folks, have a fraught relationship with my own voice. It’s a recording I often flinch from. A sound that can feel like a borrowed coat that doesn’t always make warm. I remember the exhausting practice sessions alone in car repeating phrases until they felt less foreign only to have a misgendering here or there like a stone crush the momentum. The struggle to find a sound that feels like one’s own one that fits is a constant quiet war. And here was living proof, screaming or more so serenading that it could all be done. Pabllo had forged their voice into an instrument that was entirely, powerfully their own. Toby saw my silent absorption, reflecting later in his words a gentle truth. You know, throughout our walk and talk, you’ve been using your own voice all night. As a trans femme person, voices are a hard thing. They’re hard to practice where you might be heard, hard to hear played back, and hard to trust in the world and in the wild. I’ve wrapped myself in silence so many times afraid of being heard, of the disconnect between my voice and myself, causing that dreaded misgendering. Sometimes, in so many ways, it’s just easier not to talk but easier still was hearing progress validated and effort honoured. So here’s to all the Toby and Toby like folk out there making time and effort to flag progress. There was an immense power in talking and gathering, being heard and feeling heard. It’s like a communion, a gratitude for a shared ideal, a sense that our efforts are seen and valued. Now the Stampede can reflect the narrow story some have always tried to tell or it can reflect the quiet but never silent truth of our diversity then and now the more we talk the more we gather the less the silence is deafening the more we encourage our stories the more the old stories make room. The Queer in Treaty 7 podcast is a call to action from the Albertan Queer Affirmation Review, an ongoing work by community curated by Cupola Policy and Strategy. You can find more, read more, and hear more through this sub-stack and more on policy science inclusion efforts at CupolaStrategy.com. Thank you for sharing your time and for entrenching Treaty and Queer folk. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit queerintreaty7.substack.com (https://queerintreaty7.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_1)

3. 

   7 Apr 2025

   "A Garden of Voices and Time for Debate to Bloom" - A Queer Salon Inspired Tale

   “A Garden of Voices and Time for Debate to Bloom” - A Queer Salon Inspired Tale It was hot, the food was filling, and the banter and socialising were both so so spot on. The unwritten but often practiced dance of 7-degrees-of-the-rainbow was on and happening as the salon’s attendees all got to add context to who they were all sharing the room with and their worlds. Then, it was story time… - - - - - - - - - - The 2023 Albertan Queer Affirmation Review identified the importance of empowering Queer story tellers. Through its ways, Treaty guarantees that Two Spirit folks & others should be able to live in our cities and schools. Queer people have the grand joy that, in being true to ourselves, we make room for & affirm Treaty. The same Treaty that allows us to be our own true selves lets others do the same, and deserves empowerment. Through this, Queer spaces become magic spaces, and stories maintain that magic. By grace and good fortune, we've gathered Queer writers and their stories. Today's story is the second of our second tranche which has brought the pilot project back to life. It helps us set a new tempo and reflects on Queer storytellers, audiences, and who stories are for. What follows comes in part from being Queer in Treaty 7. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit queerintreaty7.substack.com (https://queerintreaty7.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_1)

4. 

   31 Mar 2025

   "Queer Writers and Story Ripples" - A Queer Salon Inspired Tale

   “Queer Writers and Story Ripples” - A Queer Salon Inspired Tale In a valley many mountain crests west of Treaty 7 lands, in territory devoid of treaty itself and far from the few sparse Canadian metropolises, a stranger found me in the alps, recognising not just me, but the story I hadn't finished telling.... - - - - - - - - - - The 2023 Albertan Queer Affirmation Review identified the importance of empowering Queer story tellers. Through its ways, Treaty guarantees that Two Spirit folks & others should be able to live in our cities and schools. Queer people have the grand joy that, in being true to ourselves, we make room for & affirm Treaty. The same Treaty that allows us to be our own true selves lets others do the same, and deserves empowerment. Through this, Queer spaces become magic spaces, and stories maintain that magic. By grace and good fortune, we've gathered Queer writers and their stories. Month’s since our last episode, months since hurdles and hiatus, today's story brings us to a new tempo and reflects on Queer storytelling and storytellers. What follows comes in part from being Queer in Treaty 7. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit queerintreaty7.substack.com (https://queerintreaty7.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_1)

5. 

   8 May 2024

   "Memory of an Eagle: Community makes memories happen" - A Queer Salon Tale

   Memory of an Eagle: Community makes memories happen - A Queer Salon Tale At a Salon of Queer storytellers in Calgary, where the Elbow meets the Bow, as stories unfolded and more stories after that, "The Eagle" kept popping up. Not the bird, not the radio, but the bar & the symbol of community. - - - - - - - - - - Last year, The Albertan Queer Affirmation Review identified the importance of empowering Queer story tellers. Through its ways, Treaty guarantees that Two Spirit folks & others should be able to line in our cities and schools. Queer people have the grand joy that, in being true to ourselves, we make room for & affirm Treaty. The same Treaty that allows us to be our own true selves lets others do the same. Through this, Queer spaces become magic spaces, and stories maintain that magic. By grace and good fortune, we've raised enough to gather Queer writers and promote their stories. This story does that in its own way; what follows comes from being Queer in Treaty 7. Read this story on substack & find more through our Linktree https://linktr.ee/queerintreaty7 (https://linktr.ee/queerintreaty7) - - - - - - - - - - This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit queerintreaty7.substack.com (https://queerintreaty7.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_1)

6. 

   17 Apr 2024

   "Queer People Belong in Our Governments: It Can Be Done" - Michael Smith affirms

   Queer People Belong in Our Governments: It Can Be Done - Michael Smith affirms At a Salon of Queer storytellers in Calgary, where the Elbow meets the Bow, the question arose, "Should Queer youth bother with politics if governments can't seem to accept them?" And Michael answered, "It can be done... - - - - - - - - - - Last year, The Albertan Queer Affirmation Review identified the importance of empowering Queer story tellers. Through its ways, Treaty guarantees that Two Spirit folks & others should be able to line in our cities and schools. Queer people have the grand joy that, in being true to ourselves, we make room for & affirm Treaty. The same Treaty that allows us to be our own true selves lets others do the same. Through this, Queer spaces become magic spaces, and stories maintain that magic. By grace and good fortune, we've raised enough to gather Queer writers and promote their stories. This story does that in its own way; what follows comes from being Queer in Treaty 7. Read this story on substack & find more through our Linktree https://linktr.ee/queerintreaty7 (https://linktr.ee/queerintreaty7) - - - - - - - - - - This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit queerintreaty7.substack.com (https://queerintreaty7.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_1)

7. 

   10 Apr 2024

   "The Sweetest Raspberries" - A story by Mattie Nighean McMillan

   The Sweetest Raspberries - A story by Mattie Nighean McMillan A tale of a canoe and a lake, raspberries on a cliffs edge, and the impacts hormone therapy can have on ones strengths and joys. Read this story on substack & find more through our Linktree https://linktr.ee/queerintreaty7 (https://linktr.ee/queerintreaty7) - - - - - - - - - - This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit queerintreaty7.substack.com (https://queerintreaty7.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_1)

8. 

   3 Apr 2024

   "The First Time I Kissed a Girl" - A story by KSC Hatch

   The First Time I Kissed a Girl - A story by KSC Hatch Last year, The Albertan Queer Affirmation Review identified the importance of empowering Queer story tellers. Through its ways, Treaty guarantees that Two Spirit folks & others should be able to line in our cities and schools. Queer people have the grand joy that, in being true to ourselves, we make room for & affirm Treaty. The same Treaty that allows us to be our own true selves lets others do the same. Through this, Queer spaces become magic spaces, and stories maintain that magic. By grace and good fortune, we've raised enough to gather Queer writers and promote their stories. This story does that in its own way; what follows comes from being Queer in Treaty 7. Read this story on substack & find more through our Linktree https://linktr.ee/queerintreaty7 (https://linktr.ee/queerintreaty7) - - - - - - - - - - This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit queerintreaty7.substack.com (https://queerintreaty7.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_1)

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