Dear Twelve Rabid Weasels of SFWA, please shut the fuck up.
I know you value your freedom of speech. Good on you. However there are 1788 other members of SFWA…
Y’all for serious need to read this.
So here is the thing:
For years, when a certain type of men said “shut up, honey, real writers are talking,” many of the women of science fiction shut up. Or we fought back, and were either branded bitches or boys (as in “one of the”) and expected to join in silencing other women.
For years, when those same men said “it’s not real science” or “girls write sociological science fiction because they can’t handle math,” we sat back and took it, because at least we weren’t being called sluts.
For years, we were called sluts. For wearing low-cut shirts, or medium-cut shirts, or high-cut shirts that just fit a little too tightly. Sometimes we got to be teases and sluts at the same time, and wasn’t that special? Wasn’t that fun?
For years, when those same men said “so-and-so writes science fiction like a girl,” we didn’t stand up and say “being a girl is not a crime and also fuck you for thinking it is,” because we were still trying to figure out how not to be bitches, sluts, teases, or boys.
And yeah, for years, when those same men got distracted by piling on other groups they viewed as “not like us” (not straight white men of privilege), some of us were quieter than we should have been, because we were tired. Because we had just finished running the 500k I’m Not A Cunt I Just Have Thoughts marathon, and we didn’t want to rock the boat before we could get our shoes back on. Because we had our own fights to fight.
We were wrong.
Science fiction is about the future of the human race. THE HUMAN RACE. Not the white straight cismale smile for me honey you’re pretty when you smile don’t let those brown people dirty up our genre better lose some weight if you want to be taken seriously as an author all European fantasy is lily-fair (and all fantasy is European) race. The human race.
So if you’re not on board with that? It’s your turn to shut the fuck up. I would normally end this with “please,” but fuck that: I’m not saying please.
I’m saying “now.”