Whether they like it or not, we are part of the science fiction community
(Jason is having trouble with WordPress this morning, so I’m posting this for him.)
I’ve been pretty quiet up to this point about the Hugo nominations and the brouhaha it has caused. Oh sure, I’ve quietly seethed about it in my office while working on my latest book, and on more than a few occasions I’ve vented about how friends of mine – friends I consider practically family – have been lambasted and attacked, and accused of everything from racism to animal abuse. I’ve watched “professional journalists” (that was very hard to type with a straight face) abuse their own publication’s integrity by launching false and libelous attacks by using word of mouth as their only source, backing up their comments not with facts but with vitriol. I kept my mouth shut publicly not because I was worried I might harm my Campbell chances but because I didn’t want anything I said to hurt my friends and their chances at winning a Hugo.
Okay, I lost it a little bit when a Tor editor called my friends neonazis, but other than that…
I was up late last night writing this (it was 0400 when I stopped, and immediately started back up again once I was awake) and I just felt ready to throw in the towel. I was at the point where I just looked at everything and thought “Why bother? If any of my friends win, someone will throw a fit and accuse them of fraud, ballot-stuffing and lament how racism won and destroyed the Hugos. If my friends lose, they’ll cry triumphantly to the heavens that the racists have been defeated and they should just take their wannabe writer status and go home.”
It got worse when I found a post by Vox Day and who he thought would win the Campbell, and I saw that I wasn’t even worth mentioning. I mean, it’s one thing to doubt I’ll win it, but it’s something else to be discounted so much that I’m not even mentioned as a nominee. That was a swift kick in the balls, to say the least. I mean, I expected it from Puppy Kickers (PKers from here on out), but from someone who had me on their own initial Hugo ballot? Ouch.
So to counter this mild case of the blues, I went and played some Civilization 5 and conquered the world. As usual, defeating my enemies and driving them from their capitols in a fiery nuclear bombardment made me feel that much better. I bucked up, realized that my friends were grown ups and capable of defending themselves, and shouted “Hoist the Black Flag!”
(Well, I shouted in my head “Hoist the Black Flag!” Shouting that at 4 in the morning is just rude and my neighbors would not appreciate it)
How dare those who kick the puppies claim to represent diversity in the field when they only offer a bunch of white people and a token year in and year out as their nominees, yet call me and mine racists for nominating a broad spectrum of minorities. How can they accuse me and mine from having an overabundance of privilege without checking their own?
I’m done with your bullshit. I am absolutely done. You may have the right, but you are in the wrong when you attack my friends and try to harm their livelihoods because your award – which 95% of science fiction fans haven’t fucking heard of – is in danger of being awarded to those you don’t deem as the “proper” nominees. Any moral high ground you may have had is gone the moment you claim that certain female authors are nothing more than shields. All claims of not being a “racist” go out the window when you claim that Brad Torgersen’s wife and child are nothing but a shield for his own inner racism (that was one of the more idiotic things I’ve read, by the way).
Quite frankly, PKers, everything you claim that the Sad Puppies represent is a product of your own projection. I’m firmly convinced that you are the homophobic, racist hate mongers who are delusional. Every step, every public statement you’ve made, only reinforces this. Every single stance you’ve taken, from using “professional journalists” to write similar hit pieces to public condemnation of anyone who might say anything positive about us, all the way to demanding a rule change in the Hugo Nominating process just screams of maintaining your own exclusive club. And you know why the word “exclusive” is used in describing any such club? Because it excludes people who you view as undesirable. Your stance reminds me of the “Whites Only” and “Colored” drinking fountains standing side by side, separate but “equal”. This is why whenever I see someone telling my friends to go find their own award, I laugh.
Because despite what you PKers want to admit, we’re part of the SF community as well.
It sucks, I know, being forced to admit that people like Sarah and Brad and Larry might actually be good at writing and belong in your community. You can’t exclude them from it because SF is not a gated community, though it sounds like that may change if you get your way.
The Hugos are being awarded tomorrow night. If you’re going to nuke the nomination process and the awards themselves, PKers, will you at least wait 24 hours after the winners are announced so that they can enjoy their accolades? It would suck for Jim Butcher to win Best Novel and immediately be declared “persona non grata” by you before he could even enjoy his win.