Then there's the SFWA, the Science Fiction Writers of America. If you haven't been brought in on this round of inside baseball, the SFWA has started appealing to one small, particular demographic, namely the political left.
Now, before you start leaping down my throat, it's not Democrats I'm talking about, it's the really, really left. The hard left that would make Bill Clinton go "Um, no." This is a very narrow translation of liberalism that most liberals would look at funny. EG: One story that meets these standards includes a world where the universe is filled with subservient men, the women rule everything, and there is peace throughout the world ... a story that has every woman I've told it to laughing themselves sick.
Apparently, it is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for good fiction to meet SFWA standards.
This is a bit of business that has some old-school (and new) SF writers pissed. Names include Harlan Ellison and Mike Resnick, Sarah Hoyt, Cedar Sanderson and Harry Turtledove, and those are just the ones I know. And the first two are no conservatives. But then, they are old school liberals, the type where they may hate what you're saying, and they'll yell at you, but they also expect you to yell back (well, Harlan Ellison does, at least). The current "liberals," for lack of a better term, seem to be interested in nothing but shutting people up.
Author and former SFWA member Sarah Hoyt has chronicled the entire downward spiral of the SFWA and their nutbars, and it caused me to wonder exactly how far down this rabbit hole goes. I'm not brave enough to go spelunking into that particular asylum.
However, I noted something in Hoyt's column, that the SFWA got pissed off over a book with women in chainmail on the cover. Well, one, if it's fantasy, what else are women going to wear? It's either chainmail, leather armor, or platemail (the latter heavy enough to tip someone over like a turtle on their back, so I don't recommend it for anyone).
Then, something occurred to me. Could this hissy fit have been over Chicks in Chain Mail? For those of you who don't know this classic comedy series, it's laugh out loud funny stories in fantasy universes, like the Suburban fantasy anthology Witch Way to the Mall, Strip Mauled, and Fangs for the Mammaries.
The two series have something in common. Two somethings, in fact.
1) They're all edited by Esther Friesner.
2) They're published by Baen books...Sound familiar?
Does anyone else have a bad feeling about this?
And if you don't want to go by the Sarah Hoyt version in gifs, the pure text version of what's been happening is even LESS reassuring.
Now, there are a few problems with everything the SFWA has been pulling. Using feminism as authority structure creates pedantic drivel in favor of a false narrative of multiculturalism (ie: we're going to shove this down your throat, and you will like it, because. Just because). They want writers to effectively write stories about "womyn," gays, transgenders, african-Americans, native Americans, gays, Asian peoples they have no idea about "but hey taoism sounds cool and namaste,yo."
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