Antenna (antennapedia) wrote,

Three feet high and rising

The poll from the other day shows you all undecided between a random kinkmeme prompt and the next installment of Legacies as my fidget story. Humph. I'll have to make up my own mind. No, wait! A late vote has tipped the balance to engagement ring mayhem.


"So deep in the closet he can see Narnia": Metafilter has a great collection of links on the latest holy shit Orson Scott Card has really gone off the deep end with homophobia thing. This is actually round two of eye-rolling about his Hamlet rewrite, but this time the exposure is larger so there's more fun commentary from a larger peanut gallery. If you read one thing about Card this time around, read this essay on how "Ender's Game" constructs an innocent perpetrator of genocide. It defuses the power of the story quite well by exposing how manipulative its incidents are.

Two things. First, this is not recent news about Card. If you've ever read his unedited, as-originally-published first novel, "A Planet Called Treason", it's all right there already. Woo. Dude is totally corkscrewed up. Yeah, it's easy to come to a diagnosis of this guy because he's been writing so much fiction and so many essays laying his id bare to the world. Second, can we now turn this into a movement to stop giving him money?

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