Eric Flint dives into the Sad Puppy debate with both feet (again). While I disagree with half of what he says (okay, 3/5ths of it I disagree with), he does make quite a few good points. He makes the mistake of a “separate but equal” award argument but at this point it’s probably not a horrible idea, given the vitriol that has been lobbed at both sides during this fight (and it is a fight, don’t let anyone try to tell you differently). Hell, the Prometheus Award is already out there (an award which goes to the best novel which espouses freedom and liberty).
I’m glad that Eric took Tor editor Irene Gallo to task for calling Sad Puppies neonazis. That’s probably the one and only insult that really, really pisses me off. I can stand being called everything else, but once you go past petty and into full-blown turnip with your insults, then I get angry.
Seriously. Ask around. I’ve kind of teetered between confusion and amusement at all this. Confusion because I’m still trying to figure out how I’m a misogynistic racist whose homophobic tendencies override rhyme and reason. Amusement because the amount of bullshit one would have to peddle to make any of that true could fuel a mission to Mars.
But at this point I don’t think it matters. This is the Internet. People don’t take a step back and think “Holy hell, what the **** am I saying?” very often. More often than not a person will double down and keep flinging poo. I’m guilty of it as much as the next I suppose.
At the end of the day, there is still a divide. Interpretation of what the divide is depends on who is trying to explain it.