Queer Slovakia after 1989: a long, uneven arc

Queer Slovakia – In Bratislava, Hana Fábry remembers a socialist world where queer love was unnameable, families couldn’t be trusted with secrets, and even a word like “lesbička” carried stigma. After 1989, activists helped build cultural institutions and public visibility—but

When Hana meets me at the Artfórum bookshop on Kozia Street in Bratislava. she arrives with the calm routine of someone who knows where the old queer maps are kept. It’s one of her favourite places—and. in the early days of this millennium. one of the few that stocked Atribút. the first cultural and social monthly for queer people. Back then, she remembers the slogan on Atribút’s front page from 2001: “We want to step into legality.”.

“Well, we know what that legality looks like today,” Hana says, warming her hands around herbal tea.

Hana Fábry was born in 1963. She missed the euphoria of Prague Spring. but she remembers the grey era that followed—normalisation. when queer life wasn’t simply discouraged. It was treated as a joke, a dirty secret, and an impossible future. “Not only was it not possible to be in a gay relationship. we didn’t even know that such a thing existed. ” she tells me. “We had no one to talk to.”.

She still carries the language of ridicule. In socialist Czechoslovakia. queer people were publicly mentioned only as punchlines: “a socialist person could not possibly be homosexual!” and then the crude mockery—“Do you know what a faggot and a tractor at a collective farm have in common?. Shitty rubbers!”.

In school and in the silence that followed it, knowledge didn’t come through queer circles. A teenager with a secret crush on a female friend—trying to understand what was happening to her—turned to the dictionary of foreign words. “It included the word lesbian,” Hana recalls. She even seems to remember the diminutive: “lesbička.” Its definition. she says. was “an unhealthy. unnatural attraction of one woman for another.”.

Hana and many others have come to see “lesbička” as an offensive stigmatising slur. “I still dislike the word and avoid it,” she admits. She prefers teplá.

Love, for Hana, has always had the simple ache of being human. But under the regime, that ache had nowhere to go. “As it was forbidden but at the same time. irresistible. ” she says. “I tried to become best friends with the girl I was in love with. Or at least be accepted into her inner circle.” Even when normalisation was loosening by the time she was a teenager. the state still held a firm grip.

Secrecy was practical. It was also exhausting. Hana describes how she kept her relationships small. carefully limited—“Under the commies I had only one or two girlfriends”—and how. to be safe. she told each one she was her first and only one. “I was scared that they might let something slip if they had a drink too many,” she confesses.

The cost of silence wasn’t only fear of exposure. It was the loneliness of carrying happiness alone. “Having no one to talk to when you’re happily in love is one thing. But being unhappy and having no one to tell— that’s painful. It was hard to bear.”

That feeling of being alone deepened long before politics could explain it. Hana’s father died when she was only four months old. Her mother “was left to shoulder all the responsibility. ” and she worked twice as hard. including making business trips when necessary. School holidays were the only time she could travel with her children. Hana still smiles when she remembers those holidays.

Then, when Hana was twelve, her mother died. “Growing up, I felt all alone,” she says. Her sister wasn’t quite twenty-two yet. studying to be a doctor. taking night shifts at the hospital to help make ends meet. “She threw her own life away to take care of us—myself and my brother.” Hana pauses. “There was no time to talk about anything apart from homework or whether we’d eaten our school snack.”.

But it was activism that taught her how to speak up—for herself, and for her needs. On 16 November 1989. when students first took to the streets of Bratislava. she was among the roughly three hundred young people who gathered in what is now Hodža Square. She was twenty-six, had embraced her identity, and says she understood she had to be there. “At first, it never even occurred to Hana that the regime could actually fall,” the story turns in her voice. When it happened, she says, it was a shock.

It sank in more fully when she heard about mass protests in Prague. In Bratislava and other Slovak cities, crowds swelled after 20 November, and the push for change grew stronger.

After 1989, Hana moved through the new civic space she had helped demand. She gradually evolved into an activist, political commentator, photographer, manager and tour guide around her native Bratislava. In the first decade after the revolution. she says she was involved in every milestone for the queer community in Slovakia.

In May 1992 she joined Ganymedes. described here as the first Slovak organisation defending the human and civil rights of gay and lesbian people. Two years later, she founded Museion, the first independent lesbian association. More letters, identities and individuals were gradually added to the letters L and G.

She contributed to the journal Atribút. In 2000 she helped found the initiative Inakosť [Otherness], which began as an informal group. She mentored a new generation of activists through the Queer Leaders’ Forum. And in 2010 she went on stage to address the crowd at the first Bratislava Pride.

There is a sharp detail tucked into that Pride moment: Bratislava was the last capital in the European Union to organise a Pride event.

So if visibility expanded, why does Hana say equal rights haven’t improved?

“Why do you hate us?” Hana frames the question in the way people ask when they feel the ground moving under them. Despite “enormous efforts over the past thirty-five years,” she says Slovakia hasn’t seen improvement in equal rights for queer people. “In fact, we have even regressed.”

She points to a political and legal turn that feels, to her, like a betrayal of the post-1989 promise. Across Europe. she says. LGBTQIA+ people have become targets of populists. extremists and neo-Nazis—but Slovakia went further. enshrining two sexes in the constitution. She says this happened more than three decades after the fall of the dictatorship and more than two decades after Slovakia joined the European Union.

Hana puts this regression down to political machinery that kept reshaping the queer issue from a civic reality into a weapon. “The Christian Democratic Movement (KDH) has always been and will always be reactionary,” she says. Under communism. she recalls. they suffered oppression; after the revolution. they “started playing God and oppressing us.” She adds that. in his capacity as minister of justice. Ján Čarnogurský—described in her account as a former dissident. first KDH chairman. former prime minister and later a pro-Russian activist—launched “the deliberate politicisation of the gay issue. ” which continues.

Her weariness lands in the final sentence of the thought. “But this has only made us stronger,” she says. “We have moved from community-building activism to civic activism. However, we haven’t achieved enough.”

She doesn’t treat the present as simply a repeat of the past. Under socialism, she feared she might be forced to undergo medical treatment for loving a woman. “Nowadays. what I must fear is that just because of the most beautiful thing there is—love—I might be shot dead in the street. ” she says. She compares her present fear to a specific memory of violence: Matúš and Juraj. “two young men shot dead outside a gay club in Bratislava in October 2022.”.

“When they didn’t want me to exist, it was one thing,” Hana says. “Now they hate me.”

Her conclusion is blunt. She doesn’t believe the hatred is only prejudice or fear of difference. It is “an evil which people imbibe with their mother’s milk.” She speaks of warning-laden teachings that become reflexes: “Don’t touch that dog. it will bite you. Don’t go up to that man, he’s smelly. Ha-ha, you’re sitting next to the fatty in class!” In her telling, the establishment helped foster that lesson. “We don’t know how to live in a democracy, how to live in freedom,” Fabry concludes.

That question of what “freedom” actually means runs through everything that follows.

Many. Hana says. had hoped that the arrival of democracy would end criminalisation. stigma and the idea that queer people were sick. But the optimism after communism’s fall. the defeat of Vladimír Mečiar’s regime from 1990 to 1998. and the EU accession—which required Slovakia to provide legislative protection for all citizens including queer people—proved temporary.

She calls the anti-discrimination legislation adopted in 2004 “just window-dressing” and says comprehensive protections for queer rights are still missing. She also points to Mikuláš Dzurinda’s government between 1998 and 2006, which she says continued to pursue a conservative agenda. “It has become too deeply entrenched in this country,” she adds.

Activism has left Hana exhausted. Still, she sees hope. She names the Association of Parents and Friends of LGBT+ people, founded in 2020, and the community formed around it. It reminds her. she says. of the 1990s—of ideas she and people she remembers discussed with Jaro Gyurik. and two other friends who are no longer with us: Ivan Požgaj and Marián Vojtek. She recalls regular meetups, weekend events and outings, networking, “some of it online.”.

“I would like them to become a little more political though,” Hana adds, “at least a tiny little bit, particularly seeing as our rights are being trampled upon again. We are being driven back into isolation.”

If Hana’s story maps how politics and language shaped daily life. Jaro Gyurik’s story maps how queer life adapted when formal protection lagged far behind. I meet him after Hana introduces me, in Bistro Ferdinand in Janko Kráľ Park in Bratislava. He asks me a question that turns the outing into a reminder: “Do you know that this place used to be a brothel?”.

Outside, we drink coffee from paper cups and watch the sunlight. Jaro laughs and tells me about erotic salons and underground toilets that once served as gay meeting places. He describes a network of public toilets across Bratislava: those next to St Andrew Cemetery. the old Avion. in front of the Reduta concert hall. the City Savings Bank. in Kollár Square. and one by the park in Šafárikovo Square.

The problem, Jaro says, is that queer people in Slovakia didn’t have to fight for freedom in the way he thinks matters most. “That is why freedom doesn’t carry a profound meaning for our society. We rattled keys in the squares but is that enough?” he asks.

He describes freedom as unevenly taken. “Some have taken a larger bite of freedom than others,” he says. And then he brings it back to the concrete humiliation that remains even after the revolution: “while I have to put up with a bloodied Jesus Christ on almost every corner. even thirty-six years after the revolution I don’t have the freedom to hold my husband’s hand in public.”.

Jaro was a founding member of Ganymedes. He says he was introduced to Vojtek, Požgaj and later Hana by sexologist Božena Castiglione. Many queer people, he says, turned to her when they felt lonely and needed help with personal and health problems. In his memory, she “did not treat them as if they were sick.”.

Under the old regime. Jaro reminds me. homosexuality was regarded as a mental disorder well into the 1960s—its diagnosis had the number 302. Even as medical opinion changed internationally and at home. he says. the idea that queer people are sick still holds sway among many in Slovakia. including “a small but particularly vocal” group of medical professionals.

In the 1990s, the first self-help support groups emerged for gay, lesbian and bisexual people. People who lived too far away could use crisis telephone helplines or write to P.O. boxes, including one administered by Ganymedes. Jaro says that by then he had left the group because he and Marián Vojtek diverged on how to achieve their shared goal: equal rights for same-sex couples.

A line from a 1993 issue of the Ganymendes community magazine sits at the centre of his version of the argument: “Freedom is coming. Freedom is coming out.” Jaro says that “No one is going to respect you for who you really are if no one knows who you are” was a key point on which he disagreed with Vojtek.

Jaro says Marián favoured a slow and cautious approach. and felt Jaro put too much pressure on people to come out. “I think this is one of the reasons why we are still second-class citizens in this country and why we have not yet won our rights. ” Jaro says Marián believed. Jaro adds that Marián described his first coming out at work as a huge relief—happening by accident—and that before it. he had lived “two separate lives. two identities. ” until he had “had enough of it.”.

After parting ways with Ganymedes, Jaro says he decided to mobilise LGBTQIA+ people through entertainment. On 7 February 1992, he organised the First Gay Gala Ball in Czechoslovakia in Bratislava’s Park of Culture and Leisure (PKO). He brought ballroom dancers from Interclub. arranged a DJ from FunRadio. and recruited volunteers from the gay community to take part in a drag show. Tickets cost a hundred crowns.

Only two pieces of evidence remain, Jaro says: a flyer and a photo showing a tall, thin, red-haired diva in a tight red gown. He jokes that he suspects her singing voice “was closer to a baritone’s than a soprano’s.”

The venue itself, he recalls, was hostile at first. “The staff at PKO found the idea of a gay ball inconceivable and threatened to go on strike,” he says. Later, they told them it was the best event ever held at the venue. “Nothing had been broken and there had been no fights,” he says, with glee. Even so, the event left him 4,000 crowns in debt, a deficit he says took him years to repay.

Besides the ball. Jaro and friends organised Friday discos at the Camel Club. swimming in the lake in Rusovce. and nudist beach gatherings. along with disco cruises on the Danube and community trips. He says security was necessary: if skinheads showed up. “we would fight them with anything we had. including our hats.” He adds that the club used to be packed solid.

He later participated in protest rallies and pride marches in Slovakia and abroad before moving with his husband to England, where he stayed for twelve years. He returned to Slovakia three years ago—alone. “He had enough of the constant rain as well as all the smiling faces,” he says.

Now, Jaro is no longer in touch with what remains of the old community; it changed while he was away. He has sold his flat in Bratislava and bought an orchard in Žitný ostrov, where he tends trees neglected by the previous owners. He spends most of his time outdoors and on his own.

But his organising drive has returned in a different form. “In the UK there are non-profit organisations that provide care for ageing lonely gay men and lesbians,” he says. Their work. he adds. is supported by the National Health Service. which he says understands that investing in such programmes helps people become happier. enjoy greater physical and mental health. and be more empathetic.

His other idea, Jaro says, is to set up a safe refuge for men who are free “in both body and soul.” He doesn’t hide the emotional tone of it when he imagines it: in an avenue of trees in his orchard, far from the crowd.

Hana’s tea has gone cold by then. Jaro’s laughter is still there, but the point is sharp. In Slovakia. queer life has moved through eras—socialist censorship. post-1989 activism. EU-era expectations. and today’s constitutional and cultural pushback. The result is not simply a story of progress. It’s a story of how hard-won visibility can still be met with new forms of confinement.

And for people like Hana Fábry and Jaro Gyurik, the stakes aren’t theoretical. They are counted in words people refuse to say, in streets where love can still end in violence, and in whether “freedom” can become something you can live out in public—not just something you remember from a march.

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