Edited to add: some astute readers pointed out that the Guardian drivel was actually written by David Barnett, who actually did manage to write several books, but who is nonetheless in dire need of some butthurt cream, while Damien Walter actually wrote this grumpy little piece, muttering how much the Sad Puppies don’t matter this year. This is what I get for blogging after no sleep. But nonetheless…
If you hadn’t heard, this year’s Hugo Award nominations are out, and the Social Justice Whiner butthurt is EPIC!
First, let’s recap. The Sad Puppies 4 campaign was run by three amazing women writers I am proud to call my friends: Kate Paulk, Sarah Hoyt, and Amanda Green – all bright, talented, creative, driven women writers (even if some morons do claim Sarah is somehow a white, Mormon male).
The Sad Puppies 4 campaign was open, transparent, and completely objective. Even the most ardent of Puppy Kickers had to admit this. And the list this year included some stellar works.
A friend noted the following on social media:
Best Novel: All 5 nominees were in the top 12 recommended by SP4, including 3 of the top 7 recommended by the fans.
Best Novella: All top 4 SP4 recommendations were nominated, and all 5 nominees were in the top 8 slots SP4 compiled.
Best Novellete: Only 3 of the nominees were on the SP4 list (all within the top 6 slots). 19 works were recommended by SP4 overall.
Best Short Story: Only 2 of the nominees were on the list, both within the top 20 listed; 38 works were listed overall.
Best Editor (Long Form): 2 of the 3 recommendees by SP4 made the nominee list. Sadly, politics will almost definitely keep the extremely deserving Toni Weisskopf, who is one of the most influential and successful women in publishing, from being recognized with an award.
Campbell Nominees: All 5 of the works on the shortlist were recommended by SP4, including the top 3 selections agreed upon by the group. 19 total works were recommended overall.
Anyone with half a brain, who had been following the controversy since last year could tell that the Sad Puppies campaign was not only a success once again this year, but it was open and non-political, no matter how much Steve Davidson tried to make it so.
But that’s not good enough. It’s never good enough for whining Social Justice Howler Monkeys. The usual horde of haters have crawled out from under their rocks to claim 1) the Sad Puppies nominated quality works, but the quality works Sad Puppies nominated were nominated despite the Sad Puppies 2) The Sad Puppies don’t matter anyway, and 3) HUGOS WERE HIJACKED BY BAD BAD EVIL RIGHTWINGERS AGAIN THIS YEAR, AND I’M BUTTHURT ABOUT IT!
The first claim came from the cavernous hole of none other than the feminist dick cheese of science fiction, John Scalzi, who first had to remind us that rabid, arrogant howler monkeys “No Awarded” entire categories in last year’s Hugo fiasco – all to keep the “wrong” kinds of writers and editors from getting the award, and then proceeded to talk about how luminaries such as Lois McMaster Bujold, Neil Gaiman, Brandon Sanderson and Stephen King were nominated by the Sad Puppies this year, but the Sad Puppies are dirty scum, whom he hates anyway, and these writers would have gotten nominated without them, because FUCK YOU, PUPPIES.
The second grudgingly mutters how the Puppies don’t matter this year and comes from sci-fi’s most inept “writer,” if he can be called that. The oozing vagina of the Guardian, Damien Walter, who can’t seem to finish a novel, even when the British government gives him money to do so, grumbles how inconsequential the Sad Puppies are and claims that the campaign – despite being run by three women – is nothing more than a “publicity vehicle for a bored, ageing frat boy and his buddies.”
Well, we all know to whom he refers here, even though the International Lord Of Hate hasn’t been involved with the Sad Puppies or the Hugos this year, but Damien can’t resist a swipe. Larry Correia is the great white whale to Damien’s mentally challenged Ahab.
He also gives into his statist streak, demanding that Vox Day and his supporters be removed from the voting pool for being WrongFans, as if his inability to finish a novel qualifies him to speak for fandom writ large. How much of an oozing rectal lesion to you have to be to make Vox sympathetic by comparison?
The third – another Guardian writer David Barnett (the Guardian is like the gift that keeps on giving) – spent much bandwidth complaining about those EVIL RIGHTWINGERS having taken over the Hugos again this year. *sniffle*
The Puppies factions will undoubtedly be celebrating their successes on the ballot, but for many people engaged in the science-fiction and fantasy genres this news will not be well-received. The Hugo awards, once the watchword of quality in the SFF world, appear to have been utterly derailed for the second year running.
And there was much butthurt in SJW world.
But at least Barnett made somewhat of an effort not to conflate Rabid Puppies and Sad Puppies this year, which Damien doesn’t bother doing – not really. Grudgingly and somewhat ineptly, as his sniveling screed made no real effort to mention that the Sad Puppies recommendation list was diverse, open, and truly a reflection of the varied tastes of fandom, but rather proceeded to complain about the Rabids.
YOU PUPPIES ARE EVIL, AND THESE AUTHORS WOULD HAVE BEEN NOMINATED WITHOUT YOU ANYWAY, BUT YOU HAVE RUINED FANDOM! WAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
It would be amusing if it wasn’t so petty and pathetic.
Here’s what really happened.
The Sad Puppies did exactly what they said they would do: they nominated works they liked transparently, cleanly, without politics playing into it.
Kate, Sarah, and Amanda tallied the votes, and put forth a recommendation list of varied, diverse works readers felt were worthy of a Hugo.
Some authors, afraid to be associated with the “wrong” type of fans gnashed teeth, clutched pearls, and wet themselves.
A good number Sad Puppy recommendations made it on the Hugo nomination list.
Horrified that they didn’t have reason to kick the Puppies around this year, quivering-lipped, arrogant, self-anointed arbiters of all that is good, just, and right in science fiction and fantasy, decided to kick the Puppies anyway. These ass weasels were so desperate for drama they couldn’t wait to create sturm and drang where there was none, and most of us are chuckling at their pathetic efforts to once again denigrate a large group of fans in a vain attempt at relevance.
Grow up, you sad excuses for human beings! No one but a few frothing, deluded acolytes actually takes you seriously. You’re nothing but an object of mockery and ridicule, which is occasionally entertaining, but ultimately just kind of sad – like an overweight, former prom queen at her 20-year high school reunion struggling to regain some semblance of her bubbly popularity.
Go write something worthy of reading, or something.