I try not to reblog stories from out of school, especially related to people who tend to be lionized by the folks over at GooberGrape. But seriously, this is a time when I have to bite my lip and take a stand.
Vox Day is, for the perhaps two people reading who don’t know, a particularly bigoted stain on the face of science fiction and fantasy writing. In a genre laced with its unfortunate sampling of neoconservative and neoreactionary writers, Vox Day is perhaps one of the bigger problems in the land. To quote his rationalwiki entry: “[he] is a science fiction author, game designer, musician, pseudo-libertarian, anti-vaxxer, racist, Christian apologist, pickup artist, stalker, and all-round […] idiot. He is the epitome of evidence that not all artists are sensible, intelligent people, contrary to stereotype.” He also claims to have some (presumably small, given his appearance) quantum of indigenous American ancestry and uses this token as an attempt to shield himself from liberal criticism.
Oh yeah, and his dad’s in the clink for tax evasion.
“One of the painful things about our time is that those who feel certainty are stupid, and those with any imagination and understanding are filled with doubt and indecision.” —Bertrand Russell
So yeah. In case you were wondering: Theodore Beale? Not a fan.
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I thought I’d seen every variety of rape apologism known to humankind. But this is a new one for me: Fantasy author and garbage human Vox Day (aka Theodore Beale) has decided that all claims of rape directed at white guys are suspect because … white guys don’t rape.
No, really. That’s his actual argument:
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