What do we do without Judith Butler?

Of course like any self-respecting intellectual queen and any devout lesbian I made sure to attend at least one of the two lectures that Judith Butler (Judie as one Kuwaitie audience member asked to call her) at the American University in Cairo.
It was a holy pilgrimage for all the faithful followers of the Queen of Gender and it served as a LGBT reunion of some kind.
However, the lecture was not about LGBT issues or even Queer Theory.
It was about the notion of exile in the writings of Palestinian Poet Mahmoud Darwish and the writings of Edward Said.
Already a subversive act given the fact that the lecturer is a Jewish intellectual.
In a typical post-structuralist fashion Butler deconstructed the texts, opening them up to possibilities and at some point even going beyond the limits of semantics, proposing the perpetual sense of displacement words like Nakba offer or establish. Not only in the sense that the actual aftermath of the Nakba is still happening till this very moment (the Palestinian refugees are still displaced) but in the sense that it never consumed its catastrophic potential. It is a phenomenon that defined a whole nation of people.
Palestinians are defined by exile.
In the same way that modern (I use that term furtively) Jewish identity is defined by the Shoa.

As I sat listening to the narratives of mourning and exile, I couldn't help but think about Butler's other notions about categories of gender.
What do we do without transvestites? Two spirits? Drag?
What do we do without AIDS?
I myself can not imagine contemporary LGBT identity not directly formed or constituted without the aftermath of the AIDS epidemic in the 80s.
The notions that bareback sex is the reason why LGBT community suffered one of its most devastating losses since the Holocaust.
And the resurgent discourse of the medicalisation of homosexual practices, throwing us two centuries back, when same-sex practices were defined as pathologies.
The moral, sexual, cultural, personal choices current LGBT individuals make are inherently tied with this - 'this' being the 'nakba' of the 80s or even worse the attempts made to maintain a certain sexual ethic while introducing such practices as 'safe sex'.
And in that particular instance, I wonder if there is any such thing as 'safe sex'?
But that would drag me into a whole side topic that I would rather dwell on for later.

The question still remains, now that we are liberated from the categories that bound us, what do we do without them?
Wasn't it the subversiveness of these categories (drag queen, transvestite, cross-dresser,...etc) that actually reconfigured our relationship to the entire matrix of our identity?
When I asked Butler after the lecture what do we do without categories (being the anxious Virgo that I am) she said 'would it really matter?'
And in a realistic, pragmatic turn she added, 'that as long as people make choices that make their lives liveable' that it does not matter.

I like the comfort and the challenge of categories.
'I choose my choice' quoting Charlotte from Sex and the City, in a very post-post-feminist statement.