Thursday, January 5, 2017

Slight Problem with Forbidden Thoughts Review

I didn't finish the book today.

Which would not be a problem in writing a review if I was an SJW.  But of course I am not.  Now I did finish the intro by MILO (which has me noodling around an idea for a version of Farenheit 451 where the Firemen were once SJW heroes but are now in hiding and burning books in secret while being relentlessly pursed by the Green Police for Carbon Emissions Crimes Against Humanity),  I also finished the first three stories.  The one by Nick Cole is in the running for my favorite in the anthology.

However, I need to get a little bit more indepth before tacking up my scribbled recommendation, (which I can already tell is going to be BUY IT!).

However, Brad's History of the Sad Puppies reminded me of my own limited part in that campaign.  Herewith a reprint of my Spanking of Amanda Marcotte.

Now the truth is that this particularly toxic feminist didn't know shit about the Hugos and almost certainly had never heard of them prior to George RR Martin deciding to burnish his SJW credentials by coming down squarely on the wrong side of Sad Puppies.

I could have taken the high road and simply exposed her as the dilettante that she is...but I decided I decided to go dirty instead.

I made my choice and I stand by it.  She is after all a horrible person.

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Reading an Amanda Marcotte piece is a surreal experience for a sane and rational mind.  It’s like a thousand head of cattle that were completely tripped out on LSD just took a crap in my brain.


Lets try to enjoy some hilarious moron stew, courtesy of Post Wall Barbie herself.


My comments are in bold.
After Gamergate, I must admit I am completely burned out on angry white dudes who, apparently eager to confirm every ugly stereotype of geeks as social outcasts whose bitterness turns them into misogynist bigots, are trying to ruin everyone else’s fun by trying to destroy any medium or social space if they’re forced to share it with those people. (Read: anyone who isn’t a white male or a token supplicant.)


A seventy word sentence that by some dark miracle failed to communicate anything that resembled human intellect.  Is Amanda Marcotte an SJW bot with a byline? It would explain the more laughable highlights of her career.  Though it also assumes a dark and frightening world where someone has finally made inroads on Artificial Stupidity programming.  


The latest temper tantrum, which threatens to destroy the venerable Hugo Awards, is particularly depressing. For those who don’t know what’s going on,


That would be Amanda.  Who clearly and obviously just heard about the Hugos five minutes before she grunted out this steaming mound of feminist journalism.


a group of man-babies, (*the wit, the stellar wit!*) self-identified as the Sad Puppies, have gamed the Hugo Awards, turning it from a celebration of the best in sci-fi to a political statement against the idea that women and people of color are equal.


Up until this year the Hugos were safe space where all white liberals both female or not quite female could gather together and honor each other.



Fuck that. I. Am. Not. Fisking Daily Dot too.

Bottom line. Amanda on top of being insane is also way too lazy to summarize herself. Also to maintain even the thinnest fig leaf of journalistic integrity she would have had to actually speak to one us. Unthinkable. A horror beyond imagining. Way safer to quote someone else. If they didn’t bother to talk to one of us, that is their fault. Amanda can hardly be blamed if someone else didn’t do her job for her.





If you think I’m exaggerating, here’s how one of the ringleaders, Brad R. Torgerson, defends himself:


To my shock and amazement, she continues to use other peoples content as filler by actually quoting Brad here.  However in this case it’s worth reading.  Behold the workings of an intelligent mind.


“That’s what’s happened to Science Fiction & Fantasy literature. A few decades ago, if you saw a lovely spaceship on a book cover, with a gorgeous planet in the background, you could be pretty sure you were going to get a rousing space adventure featuring starships and distant, amazing worlds. If you saw a barbarian swinging an axe? You were going to get a rousing fantasy epic with broad-chested heroes who slay monsters, and run off with beautiful women. Battle-armored interstellar jump troops shooting up alien invaders? Yup. A gritty military SF war story, where the humans defeat the odds and save the Earth. And so on, and so forth.


These days, you can’t be sure.


The book has a spaceship on the cover, but is it really going to be a story about space exploration and pioneering derring-do? Or is the story merely about racial prejudice and exploitation, with interplanetary or interstellar trappings?


There’s a sword-swinger on the cover, but is it really about knights battling dragons? Or are the dragons suddenly the good guys, and the sword-swingers are the oppressive colonizers of Dragon Land?


A planet, framed by a galactic backdrop. Could it be an actual bona fide space opera? Heroes and princesses and laser blasters? No, wait. It’s about sexism and the oppression of women.
Finally, a book with a painting of a person wearing a mechanized suit of armor! Holding a rifle! War story ahoy! Nope, wait. It’s actually about gay and transgender issues.
Or it could be about the evils of capitalism and the despotism of the wealthy.


Do you see what I am trying to say here?”


Brad, you are in for such a disappointment here.


Yep, that you’re a moron who is so incurious that it’s actually a wonder you bothered to learn to read in the first place.


This. THIS! From the woman who wrote.  “Conservative fondness for spanking may have perversely contributed to the child migrant crisis”.  Amanda, I know everyone tells you this all the time but for once, please listen.  You are in no position to look down on anyone else s intellect on the grounds that you are quite possibly the silliest woman on Earth.  


This post was so whiny and so anti-intellectual


Clearly Brad Torgersen never graduated from Oberlin with a Gender Studies degree . (*sniff..sniff*)


that I actually had to double check that it was, in fact, written by someone trying to defend the Sad Puppies, as opposed to someone doing a sarcastic parody of them.


Lady, I don’t want to hear shit from you about the problems of writing modern satire.  Do you have any idea how hard it is to come up something  that is just insane enough to sound like it might have come from you, taking it past eleven but would still be so obviously far fetched that it had to be a joke?   It can’t be done anymore.  I can’t come up with anything crazier than what you are already saying.


I have no doubt, as always happens when I write about this stuff, that I’ll be accused, in so many words, of being a Fake Geek Girl who does not deserve an opinion because I’m a dabbler and a hipster


If you have coherent memories of a Boyz II Men poster on your bedroom wall, you are waaaaay too old to be a hipster girl


and blah blah blah. So fine, whatever, I’m a Fake Geek Girl. I like what I like, such as Marvel movies and A Song of Ice and Fire,


I am in fact literally laughing so hard at this that I am indeed crying.


You weren’t there man!  You don’t know what it’s all about!   I was there, right there in the theater when the Hulk said, “I’m always angry.”  I was watching my tv in horror when the Red Wedding came completely out of the blue.  I mean how was anyone supposed to know something like that coming?


and I’m not a completist nor is “geek” really my identity.


Because your intellectual engine is powered by a deformed gerbil.  It takes brains and imagination to be a nerd.  You clearly and obviously have neither.


So the fuck what? You know what I do know, very well, that apparent some pinheads who bafflingly wear the title “author” (*Because they have actually been published*) don’t know? That literature—high or low, genre or not—is about ideas, ideas that are often political.


Even most of the escapist fantasy that nimrod here cites is actually about ideas. He just didn’t notice it, because their take on it aligned with his retrograde values.


Okay the SJW bot slipped up there.  It only thought what it was writing could be mistaken for sentient human thought.  Maybe it was counting on people not really reading what it wrote.  In which case.  God, how I envy them.


The Amanda-bot has in accidental passing touched on the core of the matter.  The nub of the argument.  The center of what passes for the debate these days.


Hugo winning titles from the 20th century:


Dune


Ringworld


Stranger in a Strangeland


There were indeed all novels about huge gigantic mind blowing ideas.  Vast playgrounds of the mind.  All you can eat buffets for the free and intelligent intellect.  Naturally Amanda is as repelled by them as oil is to water.   A mind that is blown by Game of Thrones would be obliterated by the merest contact with these works. Almost literally an annihilation event between matter and Antimatter.  Between Idea and Anti-Idea.  


Also math is hard.


Hugo winning titles from the 21st century:


Among Others


The Windup Girl


(*Last and most assuredly least,*) Red Shirts.


These are most assuredly not the joyous wonderlands of unleashed imaginations.  These are examples of  work a day, lame ass, message fiction.  (*Well that and fan fic for a show that was cancelled forty-five years ago.*)  However they are ritually made the subject of Hipster Literacy; which is a bizarre form of near-reading where in the hipster will browse the first and last chapters of a book as well as the Cliff’s Notes and wiki. Then feign intellectual  prowess by discussing how these books fit into progressive talking points with like minded illiterates.   I’m rather certain that Amanda hasn’t looked at even these extremely lesser works.  


Also reading is hard


A feminist story decrying patriarchy and a sexist fantasy about the ax-swinging barbarian with a beautiful woman on his arm are both stories about the oppression of women.


The difference is the first story denounces it and the second story valorizes (sp) it.


The first story no one wants to read and the second makes money.


The Sad Puppies want you to believe they’re protesting the politicization of sci-fi and fantasy, but what they’re actually doing is throwing a tantrum because the political themes that are transcendent (*that word doesn't mean what you think it means*) right now are ones that don’t flatter their small-minded sensibilities.


No you sad, sorry, post wall, premenopausal cat lady waiting to happen.  It was about a bunch of aging women and men who are basically aging women declaring for years that the the highest award in science fiction is bestowed solely on the basis of merit rather than their own petty backbiting little whispering campaigns.


It is about the fact that if a known conservative goes to Worldcon they will be constantly harassed by drunken obnoxious hyper obese, old ass progressives.


It is the fact that the Baroness Nielsen-Harkkonn, has sat squatting upon her folding chair throne with gigantic buttocks overflowing. Held court over the destruction of real science fiction and fantasy.  


It is about the fact Robert Heinlein and Larry Niven couldn’t even get mentioned in those cliques as potential nominees without drawing outraged gasps from the aging post childbearing hags that rule WorldCon.


Hell, half the reason isn’t even really that liberalism is a thing so much as people start getting tired of the same simplistic fantasies and want to start asking harder questions.


Do you remember what I wrote about satire earlier?  Do you remember that at all?


Edited for feminist word salad.


I think the Sad Puppies have broken the Hugo Awards, and I am not sure they can ever be repaired.


Not that you would know first hand, Amanda.  You always wait until you are told what you should think.  But the Hugos were already broken.  That was the whole point of Sad Puppies.


Of course, the reason A Song of Ice and Fire is so good (*gag*) is it is a preeminent example of exactly that kind of thoughtful, (*double gag*) subversive talk on the tropes the Sad Puppies want to see regurgitated thoughtlessly into infinity. So I suspect his words will be ignored.

Praise White Girl Jesus



First of all It’s not that good.  It just has a series on HBO, which is the only fucking reason you ever heard it.  Second, If Martin had weighed in a year ago and said half of what he just said then, this whole thing might have spun down.  But of course George couldn’t do that because he knows the Carnivorous Eloi would have torn him to pieces for it.





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