- Anjelica Kieltyka's Travels to
the IASR Conference to
- Deliver Information to Attendees
about Bailey's Research
- Bailey's crew call the Police
- In a Frantic Effort to Keep Attendees
from Meeting Anjelica!
- by Lynn Conway and Anjelica Kieltyka
- Copyright @
2003 by Lynn Conway and Anjelica Kieltyka
- An overview of the events:
- by Lynn Conway
- Our community is amazingly large and we have our ears to
the ground and have friends everywhere. Our strength is that
there are countless thousands of us. We are found in every segment
of society, we're talented, we're organized, and we're all equally
pissed off about the way Bailey has characterized us. On May
27, 2003, one of our team members alerted everyone about the
upcoming IASR conference in Bloomington, IN. At once it was immediately
apparent what a great venue this might be to expose Bailey to
his colleagues as the fraud that he is - if we could pnly get
the goods on him by then. Time passed and we wondered if we'd
be able to exploit this opportunity.
- Seizing the opportunity:
- In the week before the conference, especially after issuing
the HBIGDA Alert on July 14th and getting an almost instant reply
from the leaders there, we all realized what a pivotal opportunity
existed for conveying recent information about the controversy
right into Prof. J. Michael Bailey's research community. The
conference was occurring on the occasion of the 50th Anniversary
of the famed Kinsey Institute for Research in Sex, Gender and
Reproduction, and Prof. Bailey was the conference Secretariat
this year. This was the moment to expose him to his community.
- We had many recent important events to report on to conference
attendees, events that we felt they truly should know about.
Andrea James and I and others (including the woman who'd raised
the first alert about the conference) worked very hard at the
last minute to prepare special "memento pens", tri-fold
flyers summarizing the issues, folders of hardcopy handouts of
all the recent information, and floppy discs containing the files
of that information.
- The folders and files included the recent and important HBIGDA
Alert of July 14th, the NTAC
Press Release of June 21st, Joan
Roughgarden's Letter to the President's of the National Academies
of May 5th, a Diverse
City Magazine article in the July issue on the controversy,
formal complaint to Northwestern University of July 3rd,
10th story about Bailey admitting he'd made up some parts of
his book, and a set of cartoons illuminating the controversy.
- Angie's mission to Bloomington:
- On Thursday July 17th, 2003, Anjelica Kieltyka drove from
her home in Chicago, Illinois down to the campus of Indiana University
in Bloomington, Indiana. She was on her way to convey all that
information to the attendees of the 29th Annual Meeting of the
International Academy of Sex Research (IASR). It was about a
4 hour drive, and she had time to reflect on the past few days
of frantic preparations - as people in California, Michigan and
elsewhere prepared hardcopy handouts, tri-fold pamphlets, floppy
discs and some special pens, and rushed them at the last minute
by UPS overnight to Angie in Chicago. She left home with 50 sets
of these artifacts, and they gave her confidence for facing the
uncertainties ahead. As she hit the road for Bloomington, she
worried about her 20 year old car - hoping it wouldn't break
down before accomplishing this important mission.
- Arriving at the University, Angie parked her car, unloaded
some of the materials, and headed for the Memorial Union building.
She envisioned entering into the lobby of the Union, and as a
"student" (she's a Northwestern University student)
handing out her materials to conference attendees there during
breaks in the program. She was armed with webbased information
on the layout of the student Memorial Union at Indiana University,
and could visualize pretty well how she might manage this. Even
so, she worried about whether she'd be able to meet with many
of the attendees that way, but hoped for the best.
- As we'll see in her report below, some incredible coincidences
occurred: The very first person she met upon entering the building
was Eli Coleman, the President of HBIGDA - Angie saw him standing
there with an IASR badge and asked if he was there for the conference
and if he'd like some materials. Eli asked "are you Anjelica?"
Stunned, Angie asked how he knew - and then connected that Eli
of course had seen the HBIGDA Alert and was well aware of the
- Angie was able to give out materials to a few other people,
but soon Bailey realized that she was in the lobby and began
frantically pulling Union staff together to figure out how to
get rid of her. Meantime, Eli Coleman had asked Angie to be sure
to meet with the HBIGDA archivist, who was also at the conference.
- After a while, Angie and Eli Coleman and the HBIGDA archivist
got together and Angie gave more materials to the archivist.
By now Bailey and the Union staff were in an uproar. Angie noticed
staff members coming towards her, so she quickly slipped out
the front door of the Union. No sooner had she done that when
police cars pulled up outside the building and officers came
rushing towards the lobby. As it turns out she had just managed
to avoid being arrested!
- Bailey's support crew had called the cops to keep any more
conference attendees from meeting Anjelica!!! Gadzooks can you
- This was a most astonishing and unexpected contingency. What
on earth was this senior professor so afraid of? What was he
feeling so guilty about that upon seeing Angie he was frightened
to death? We wonder what he could have been so afraid Angie might
tell his colleagues? - - - ?
- Was he worried that his colleagues might learn some facts
for a change? Or learn how deadly serious the controversy had
- Why was the only thing he could think of doing was having
the Union staff call the cops? This was obviously a move made
in desperation - the move of a totally panicked coward.
- Anjelica had gone to Bloomington on her own. She was not
there to demonstrate or to protest. She was simply trying to
get some basic information about our questioning of Bailey's
research methods and results in front of his colleagues.
- And what does Bailey do? Bailey, who often lies to the media
in accusations that we are trying to censor him, called
the cops to keep Angie from handing out her information!!! He
is the ultimate censor here!!
- Under the threat of arrest if she reentered the Union building,
Anjelica started on what would be a long drive back to Chicago.
- In northern Indiana she drove into a vicious thunderstorm,
driving for what seemed endless miles in intense rain, tailing
closely a truck whose tail lights barely kept her on the road.
Just as she cleared the storm, all her engine lights lit up and
her car broke down! Luckily for her it didn't happen during the
storm, for she might have either run off the road or been hit
from behind if that had happened. Even so, it was hours before
she finally got her car towed and then fixed. Finally, about
14 hours after leaving Bloomington, she arrived back home.
- Anjelica wondered if all the effort and all the emotional
energy, which ended up in her only handing out about 10 of the
sets of information, had done any good. It did seem miraculous
that she'd met Eli Coleman. Was this a signal? Did we have Karma
on our side? After all, HBIGDA was already showing signs via
e-mails of taking the Bailey controversy extremely seriously.
But was the trip successful, or was it in vain? She didn't know
and couldn't guess. Exhausted, she crashed into bad and went
into a deep sleep.
- Little could Angie know what her "guerilla attack"
would trigger, following as it did on the heels of our HBIGDA
Alert, and our other recent team efforts: Two
days later, on Saturday July 19th, Bailey was finally confronted
by reality . In front of all the conference attendees, he
finally had to face the fact that his ship, "The Queen",
had "hit an iceberg"!
- But that's another story. For now, let's listen to Anjelica
Kieltyka as she retells the actual events of July 17th, in her
- Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003
To: Lynn Conway
From: Charlotte Anjelica Kieltyka <email@example.com>
- Subject: In the Eye of the Hurricane
- Dear Lynn, ......Did you hear the one about the 150 pound
female Guerilla that attacked Dr. Bailey at the Sex Conference.....It
was one of Bailey's research animals that was mightily pissed
off at Dr. Sex for some reason....even the cops could not restrain
- And now my report on the Guerilla attack on Baily
at the IASR conference:
Dear General Lynn "Ike" Conway.....Field General Anjelica
"Patton" Kieltyka reporting "mission completed".....Just
returned from my "Guerilla attack" on Bailey at the
Sexology Conference otherwise known as IASR.....more on that
later, but it did include a totally synchronistic and Karma driven
"accidental" and most positive encounter with Eli Coleman,
El Presidente of "Harry's People" (HBIGDA - Harry Benjamin
International Gender Dysphoria Association).....the very first
person I handed our "revolutionary" pamphlet to, inside
the Student Union....the conference center...
- I had barely composed myself, settling down after the 4 hour
drive, calming down, bringing the "Eye of the Hurricane"
down from Northwestern University in Evanston, Illinois down
to University of Indiana, in Bloomington, Indiana. It is quite
possible the weather service was tracking this queer hurricane
as it moved southward , across America's Heartland, carrying
the hearts and minds of America' Transexual community, carrying
its calmness and chaos to center, dramatically and momentarily,
in Southern Indiana.....
- The revolutions of this storm cloud, stirred up, woken up
by the Bailey book controversy carried with it a strange parallel
in time, place and history to another revolutionary movement....The
American Revolution of Independence. Driving down from Northwestern,
driving Northwestern down to University of Indiana, I was filled
with historical precedent and historical perspective....I've
been here before....This has always been northwestern territory...more
historically, Northwest Territory of 1776 - 1779. I've been
here before .....same place, but another revolutionary time......I
was part of Capt. Joseph Bowman's Company, Illinois Regiment,
under the heroic leadership of General George Rodgers Clark,
who led us in that famous guerilla raid on the enemy forces fortified
at Vincennes, Virginia Territory on the Wabash River, not far
from Bloomington, on the White River, as the crow flies. We were
a group of "rag tag" revolutionary fighters who were
led by Gen. Clark on that famous surprise raid on the enemy and
turned the tied of the war in the Northwest Territory............
- Dr. Coleman stopped me in mid sentence..." Is your name
Anjelica ?" ....."Yes" I answered ......
- Karma was with me .......I knew it the moment Eli Coleman
and I connected....over time and space and these queer circumstances.
We would meet again before my mission was complete and Karma
would be there too......
- But I had come to wage war against that Bailey bastard.
I had come to prevent the Baileys and Blanchards and Bastards
of the world from establishing control of my Northwestern Territory
and Sexual Wilderness.......Like Patton, myself in another re-incarnation,
I had read the malignant bastard's book.....I was the reason
for that malignant bastard's book, and I wanted my life and identity
back......This was going to be psychological warfare and I was
going to psych Bailey out ....now I and the Eye of the Hurricane
must find Bailey and face him eye to eye.......
- He would not be hard to find....A dark cloud hovered over
him everywhere he went. He carried an inner turmoil within him
that was like a black hole of personal chaos and contradiction
....A man confounded by his own inner demons and confounding
everyone with his seemingly calm, controlled psycho-analytical
- I was certain my surprise attack on his citadel of sexology
would render him dysfunctional and impotent and I was right.......The
look on his face - seeing me crashing his big party - was worth
the trip .......In that moment , I could see what he saw : his
life and career crashing down around him....He was shaken to
- I will spare you the details of our face to face meeting
for now, but to say his world was turned upside down is not overstating
it....This is true of all revolutions....The British in our War
of Independence had a tune called "The World Turned Upside
Down". Our transexual revolution was standing Bailey and
his DEVOLUTIONISTS on their heads.......It wasn't just seeing
me, it was knowing what and who I represented and the valuable
information I carried with me.
- At that moment I and the Eye of the Hurricane represented
"Ground Zero" of the Transexual Revolution ...A self-centered
revolution of Identity that was clear and focused and no longer
confused. Our \centeredness is like the peak experiences of self-actualization
where the "I" becomes the center of the world, but
not full of oneself , like Bailey, but selfless and certain of
position and purpose....
- Bailey's ego-inflated self was imploding and collapsing in
on itself and his royal facade was disintegrating.....( I am
not sure if it was a kingly or queenly facade that was falling
apart ) .It was unfortunate that I would not be there to see
the condition of his/her royal [f]ARSE two days later when he/she
was giving his/her keynote address!
- I sensed it was time for truth and beauty to leave the belly
of the beast and kiss it good bye and good luck. Things had gotten'
hot and heavy and pretty sweaty inside the student union......Oh,
not for me, mind you.....I was cool, calm and collected - a centerpiece
of "Grace Under Fire".......Whereas, Baily and his
dis-coordinated coordinators were scrambling around in a discordant
cacophony of chaos; desperately trying to do damage control on
the gaping hole in their Queen Mary, aka. Titanic, aka. H.M.S.
Bailey, inflicted by one dissonant coquettish courier of BAD
NEWS : BAILEY AND BLANCHARD'S FICTIONAL THEORY HAD COLLIDED HEAD-ON
WITH THE HARD FACTS OF LIFE - THE REALITY OF TRANSEXUALS' LIVING
NORMAL NON-PATHOLOZIGED LIVES.
- So I took my one woman guerilla band outside to rendezvous
with Dr. Coleman as planned earlier.......
- What wasn't planned was our meeting being abruptly interrupted
by three squad cars and a phalanx of cops - called to the scene
of a crime most heinous and harmful that Bailey and his henchmen
had to call in the "Goon Squad" .....
- But it was too late....The trans coup had begun !!
- What followed was an unbelievable scene of non-chaos, non-violence,
non-unrest and non-arrest......I had learned a long time ago
how to charm my way out of an arrest from some of the best drag
queens in Chicago.....that and how to keep your wig in place
when charm fails and you are subsequently dragged off to jail.....Is
that where the term "Drag Queen" originated ?.....
- The cops, Eli Coleman and I hit it off famously and charmingly.....Karma
again was on our side......( I wonder if Karma and Charm come
from the same root word ? - I bet it does....and my bets have
been paying off big time lately ! )
- All in all, for Anjelica and "Cher", a totally
symbolic and excellent adventure , if I do say so myself......I
did not know it then, but I had delivered the "goods"
for a successful coup d'`etat in this coup de [guerrilla] theatre
of the absurd.....All that was left was the COUP DE GRACE and
Karma, Grace and I, ( as Karma Miranda ), may have played a small
part in that also.......
- EPILOGUE :
- After bidding "Adieu" to my new-found friends Eli
Coleman and the cops, and "Hasta La Vista, Baby !"
to Bailey and his ship of fools, I packed in my protest paraphernalia
(not to be confused with paraphilia - which is what Bailey had
) and began my journey homeward bound.
- I had not quite left the student union parking lot when I
caught a glimpse of a little old man, Asian and Zen-like, sitting
peaceably on a park bench in the shade of a big oak tree. He
had one of those "IASR" Conference name tags around
his neck and something about his serenity made me turn the car
around, park and ask if I could sit and have a moment with him
in the shade of the old oak tree. His face intrigued me....It
was the face of Wisdom, my Grandfather and Don Ameche all rolled
- The old gentleman listened intently to my brief protest speech
and looked at the stupid cover of Bailey's stupid book that contained
all those stupid and hurtful remarks about me and all of the
other women misrepresented in the book. He told me he was the
retired president of the Kinsey Institute, merely a figurehead
position at this point, not very active in current affairs and
I thanked him for listening to my story.......
- I bid him and the University farewell, got back into my car
and drove off.........Karma drove me and the hurricane down from
the Northwestern part of the "Northwest Territory"
and Karma most certainly was driving my car through the horrific
storm of the "Northwest Passage" on the way back....I
barely made it back in one piece but my car did not....It broke
down near Gary, Indiana, while Mike Bailey, in denial, broke
down in Bloomington, Indiana......
- It seemed my Karma had run over his Dogma.....
- Anjelica Kieltyka,
- a.k.a. "Cher"
- P.S. My mom always said I would get what was coming to me
- what I deserved....
- ........and so would Professor Bailey....and soon......his comeuppance and "Fall
- This page is part of Lynn Conway's
report into the publication of
J. Michael Bailey's book on transsexualism
by the National Academies"