Thursday, November 06, 2014

The Long Campaign Against Racism (Bogged)

[quick links to the original postfirst update and second update]

Hugo Update 5 April 2015

Six months after first hitting publish I am updating this post, specifically due to the Hugo Shortlist. This is for those of landing here because of the Mixon piece, which refers to comments left on this post, and from which this post still gets too much traffic from.
Those comments are no longer visible because a month and a half after I posted this, a man walked into the Lindt Café in Martin Place and the Sydney Siege took place. In response to the rise in racist attacks this even triggered the hashtag #illridewith you began trending in Sydney. #illridewithyou was simply an offer to sit alongside those subject to racist attacks on public transport. It went viral and was picked up by traditional and new media outlets across the entire world.

I created #illridewithyou,

As a result of unwittingly making myself very, very visible, I’ve been targeted with enough hatred and abuse to hide current comments and close this blog to future comments for the foreseeable future.

Six months have passed. In that time, efforts to bolster true diversity and create nuture safe spaces for minority voices have been undermined by WASPs – the same WASPS who were in a tizz initially – continuing and continuing and continuing to ‘raise awareness’ of RH’s past behaviour, long past the point of what is useful or reasonable. As I said below six months ago; RH has publically owned and apologised for her actions and the damage she has caused, the fact that this is not enough indicates that this was never about taking an anti-harassment stance but of personal vendettas being played out on a communal level. That Mixon’s brief of evidence was published after RH’s apology is indicative of this.

I said initially that individuals were enacting racial bias with the anti-harassment steps they were taking, probably unconsciously. They’ve had time to balance the racist pall cast by their initial actions – many suggestions made below still stand – but they haven’t. Quite the opposite.

Because of the hashtag, Breitbart did a piece on me, and brought me to the attention of the Far Right and GxxxxGxxxrs simultaneously. It’s been fairly awful and I’ve learned rather a lot about mass bullying and abuse tactics, so much so I feel pretty comfortable saying the tactics being utilised against RH now are mostly indistinguishable from GxxxxGxxxr tactics.

Vox Day has also made the Hugo Shortlist. He has a lovely long history of toxic behaviour, bigotry and bullying, and also did a piece on me. It’s pretty vile, and the comments are ripe with the sort of talk that does not a safe space make.

And then there’s the Puppies. All of them.

This is not diverse nor safe space making.

The Hugo awards used to mean something. Hell, I dreamed of winning one, once. I want to be able to congratulate my friends on being shortlisted, I want to feel proud and excited for them for receiving well-earned recognition and acknowledgement.

I want to, but I don’t.

The Hugos are a platform for public vendettas and bigotry.

I wish I could write out all the nuances of this, explain how detrimental this is, how much damage this has done and is still doing, but I’m tired. I was tired and hurting six months ago.

But, you know. Awards need stories; stories don’t need awards. In these six months many stories by myriad diverse authors have been released into the wild. Fireworks in the abyss.


Copied from below: I see now that in my opening salvo there is much to be interpreted as attempting to absolve the bully of bullying. That was not my intention. I still stand by my attempt to try and highlight that there is more damage going on from other vectors in all this, but the approach was a mistake. I'll leave it as it is, as I'm accountable for what I've said, but for those who feel I have dismissed their hurt; I am sorry.

[quick links to the first update and second update]

Original Post

Three well-established authors doxxed and blackballed a younger, up-and-coming author.

That's a bit shit. I mean, if we want to talk similes, then stomping on the fingers of the people climbing the ladder behind you is it. I'd like to think of the publishing industry as having space for all voices. Accepting that this isn't the state of affairs is still a long ways away from being okay with the idea that the elders of the scene get to pick and choose who is considered worthy to come sit at their feet, to the point of putting those unworthy in physical danger.

That's a bit shit.

That's what G***rgaters do.

Two older white western women and one older white western man in a western country doxxed and blackballed a younger WoC in a non-Western country.

That's a bit shit. In fact, I'd go so far as to say that's a bit fucking racist, mate.

That's what G***rgaters do. Their artillery is primarily fuelled by misogyny instead of racism, which is really just a different shade of shit. Misogyny, racism: the same machine. The same purpose. The same design. The same effect. The same shit everywhere.

This is what Tricia Sullivan, Liz Williams and Nick Mamatas have engaged in.

Much of the discussion I've seen has focused of the victim, because western culture loves to point all its shitcannons at the victim. The onus of proof always becomes the victim's responsibility, who must be able to account for the motivations, emotions and actions of their attackers, who must justify over and over again why they, the victim, let this attack happen.

You know the name of Z** Q**nn. Do you know the name of her ex-boyfriend?

The one who did the doxxing?

Their names are Tricia Sullivan, Liz Williams and Nick Mamatas.

Persons of Colour are not monolith. The only thing people who fall under the PoC label have in common is that they are not white, and I do deliberately and explicitly say 'white' as the term PoC is American in origin, and thus the hegemony is white, white, white.

We are not white, and that is all we have in common.

That is all that is required, really, for those in a hegemony to assume all the world is structured as they are familiar, and assume that we, too, are some reflected shadow hegemony.

The word ‘diversity’ is thrown about so much these days, by very nice people with very good intentions. You can see it starting to coalesce; the guidelines for what will be the acceptable change to indicate 'diversity' has been achieved, while for a great many of us, thanks to this 'diversion', nothing will change.

You, with your privileges, may learn how to communicate with a PoC. The life experiences they share are valuable and precious and, most likely, quite different to what the next PoC will know.

There isn't a 'not white' setting you can switch on in your brain to talk to us. PoC are not monolith. We are not legion. We are often but a collection of scarred souls who recognise the wounds in each other.

I'm trying to overstate this, because you, the fucking hegemony, are so busy spouting all the right words and making sure you’re seen to be doing something that you've completely obliterated the complex, intricate nuances, contrasts, juxtapositions that exist between PoC and PoC. You talk about diversity but only seem to be able to act using the broadest, clumsiest definition of what that should be. You're still thinking of us as a collective 'them'.

Having a PoC agree with you when you're shouting from a tower of privilege does not lend any extra credence to you. We are fucking diverse, we are conflicting politics, clashing opinions, and opposing philosophies.

More than that, it's also a disgusting manipulation. There was another WoC publicly caught up in this attack. She was implicated as the original who doxxed the victim to Tricia Sullivan and Liz Williams, and she denies this. Due to Tricia Sullivan's blog post and a carefully timed silence on both the part of her and Liz Williams, this WoC caught the brunt of backlash. I fell for that backlash too, for which I am sorry. They carefully positioned her so that she became the target and focus, not them. The imbalance of power between white women and WoC cannot be ignored. By dandling this WoC before the masses as a friend and ally they've effectively nullified her own agency. They used her for their own ends, and masterfully so. The blog post from Tricia Sullivan was far too late to have actually been of any effect in helping protect her 'vulnerable friend'.

Having PoC friends does not add legitimacy to your actions, white person. You are still white. You are still benefiting from an imbalance of power and this will not change in your lifetime.

Nor, might I add, does it lend additional credence to mine. But then, I am a PoFuckingC, and I don't require external validation.

To come at things from a slightly different angle, Nick Mamatas’ doxxing was not motivated by vengeance, racism, or a wailing ego. In LJ comments he claimed to dox the victim so as to change the narrative, ie, take control of the situation out of the hands of Tricia Sullivan and Liz Williams, who were conducting whisper campaign to blackball and dox the victim. He states the victim contacted him after he'd doxxed her to redact a couple of personal details, but otherwise had no problem. He also stated that he'd doxxed the victim in order to 'reign her in'. Forgive me if I don't go delving into LJ to find said comments, because the thought of even skimming that horseshit is no.

Here is an editor who behaviour polices an author. I understand publishers have invested in authors and don't want a PR mess, but there is a difference between sending someone an email telling them to calm their farm and doxxing them. Authors, would you like your publisher to feel comfortable displaying that level of control over your public life?

Here is a white western man in a western country doxxing a WoC in a non-western country.

He did not have her permission.

Pretty sure 'reign in' is a really politically correct way of describing what G***rgaters are trying to do to their targets.

Women must be put in their place. People of Colour must be put in their place. Young people must be put in their place. And so on, and so forth, ad infinitum, until you, white person, probably straight cishet and able-bodied, have put everyone in their place and are left standing atop a pile of bodies.

Most of you don't seem to know what hypocrisy looks like.

An example of hypocrisy: demanding a bully be held accountable for their actions and then contributing to an environment which actually makes that impossible.

Here's another: demanding apologies and accountability from a bully, receiving actions towards that in good faith, and not demanding apologies and accountability from the bullies who did worse to said bully.

And another: being outspoken against G***rgate and promoting the work of Tricia Sullivan, who has stated publicly on her blog that she doxxed and blackballed. Hanging good intentions and bleeding hearts from a doxxing does not mitigate the crime.

I haven't written about this because.

Fuck, I don't even know how to articulate that, and I'm not involved.

Because, ultimately, I had given up hope for positive change.

I have given up hope for positive change.

I have given up hope for positive change.

Regardless, when it comes to horseshit like this, I love to be wrong. I'll leave the doors and windows open to welcome any opportunity for the better, even if I don't believe it will come. Can I tell you that when I read the victim's apologies my heart sang, because right there was effort, hard work, and a push toward positive change. It gave you, the white masses, and opportunity to come around as well. To make this fury and fight one that is a stand against bullies, instead of a demonstration of racism.

I haven't been proven wrong. I didn't expect to be.

I also didn't expect to see the white publishing scene – let's call a turd a turd – take on my Shovel of Oh You Are So Right Tessa and start digging graves with it.

Suddenly, you're all promoting Tricia Sullivan's new book.

There's John Scalzi over there, making a point of featuring Tricia Sullivan's work, and making an even larger point of deleting comments that 'drag in online drama from elsewhere'. You know John Scalzi, right? You guys fucking love him. He's generally a beacon for progressive reasonableness, a vocal ally, decent writer and I've seen him dance. People like him. He's a great guy. I've noticed that you, white person, are really championing him for his overt stance against G***rgater. He's a rich white cishet man in a western country, he has privilege coming out the wooza, it's ace to see him going in to bat against the G***rgaters.

Because doxxing is bad!

But not all doxxing!

("Not all men!")

Doxxing is okay if done to a PoC.

This is the message John Scalzi sends when he promotes the work of Tricia Sullivan. He has significant platform and volume and he ticks all the privilege boxes. The reach and impact of this message should not be dismissed or underestimated. It is tacit approval of her actions, taking the position that she should not be reproached but instead supported.

This lack of intersectionality undermines all the otherwise good work he has done. How can I take "We Need Diverse Books" seriously – which I really fucking want to, and do – when there are white feminists such as John Scalzi providing implicit support to a white woman who has shown not a moment of regret for what she has done to a person of colour?

I can't.

I’ve let this post sit since first bashing it out. Since then, Laura J Mixon has taken it upon herself to write a bloody brief of evidence on all that the victim has ever done wrong. It has two (2) appendices, and I have no intention of reading it. This is after the victim issued two apologies, neither of which smelt faux. It is apparently not enough for a PoC to publicaly make efforts to mend their ways and atone for the damage they’ve done. The white women have said so.

Doxxing, blackballing and writing stalkerish reports is not enough punishment for you to be satisfied. Apologies given is not enough for you to feel satisified.

I doubt there is anything that will ever be enough to satisfy you, white person.

You are not doing anyone a service. Just as we are never able to not be PoC, you are never excused from being white. You will always hold the balance of power, and there is nothing in the current circumstances that absolves you from your privilege. You are kicking down. 

The message is that people like me are lesser. The message is that you, the hegemony, just like the idea of being progressive. You love the idea of being good and active and part of the rebellion. You love that idea. But you're not prepared to think of non-white people as anything other than lesser. You're not even prepared to admit the possibility of this unconscious bias.

To dismiss this as 'online drama' is an exercise of white privilege. To call for everyone to 'get back to work' is an exercise in white privilege. To 'stay out of it' is an exercise in white privilege. I'm repeating myself because for fuck's sake this is repeating because the problem is not being addressed.

This is not online drama. This is our fucking lives. This racism, bullying, racism, discrimination, racism, solidarity for white women, racism is every fucking day. We're not making a fuss because someone got our coffee order wrong, we're speaking up against you the oppressor doing oppressive shit. Again. And again. And again. Because you, the privileged, the oppressing, the shining white right, aren't listening. You've no idea how to walk the walk, and the last couple of weeks have revealed that most of you are far shitter at talking the talk than you imagine.

This is not a distraction from work. This is work. Trying to change the world is work. I sit on the bus and think about this. I sit on the toilet and think about this. I write my fucking fiction and I think about this. This isn't a television soap opera. We're not standing around the water cooler gossiping. We're not white, and this is work.

You’re not Katniss. You’re some git in the Capitol, gossiping while you watch us tear each other apart for you.

Don’t point out all the PoC also supporting Tricia Sullivan’s work as if that makes it okay. PoC cannot be judged by the same criteria that you are, white person. The imbalance of power between you makes that impossible and ultimately pointless. I recognise that a minority can be complicit with its own oppression. I recognise that although each PoC suffers the same blind, blundering racism as the next, and I also recognise that how we learn to survive such a life sentence is not something to be judged lightly. That conversation is for another time. This conversation is about you, white person, and your hypocrisy.

I mean, here's an analogy that might work for you: try being unwillingly unemployed for a while. Awful, isn't it. It's degrading, humiliating, debasing, and the longer it goes on the harder it gets to smile when you walk into an interview room. You've no money. The writing of job applications is actively shit for you mental health. This whole situation is actively shit for you mental health.

Know that? Remember how it felt on a weekend, when there was nothing different about your day? Every day was the same. You don't get a break from being unemployed. You don't get to 5pm and are like, well, that's me done for the day. You're still unemployed when you stop to make dinner, and you look at the contents of your fridge and calculate how many meals you can get out of that versus how much money you have til your next dole cheque, and when you watch a movie all the people are working and able to pay their bills and buy that coffee and go out with their friends without asking for charity and you're watching this because a friend gave it to you on a USB stick not because you can afford to see a film, or use that much of your monthly download, and you go to bed knowing that tomorrow you'll be unemployed as well, and will think the same things again, and again, and again, and you don't ever, ever, ever get to clock off from being unemployed.

That there is a privileged example of unemployment. That's still at the easier end of unemployment.

Now imagine that you're not able to do anything about your unemployment. Just imagine that for a moment. You can't address the problem at hand, you cannot act to alter your circumstances or shift your fate, just imagine, for a moment, that you have no agency to enact change.

Just imagine you have to endure these miserable circumstances without being able to address them.

When I watched hundreds of white people mob WoC.
While I am still waiting for you, white person, to apply the same standards to Tricia Sullivan, Liz Williams, and Nick Mamatas as you did to the victim.
When I see you, white person, dismiss this entire event as drama and distraction.
When I hear you dismiss the voices of PoC as not being work.
While I watch you support and promote a white woman who publicly admitted to doxxing and blackballing a WoC.
When I see you wave your flags and chant your slogans against G***rgater and not Tricia Sullivan, Liz Williams, and Nick Mamatas.
When I see you still, still, writing reports after the victim has already conceded.

When this happens on top of posters in bus shelters, conversations overheard between high school students, radio broadcasting, the books that are placed face out and the books that are left spine out, correcting X on X’s own culture, newspapers with their bold headlines and white owners, television commercials with such white teeth, dramas with dramatic white people, the packaging on soy sauce, the easy appropriation of patterns in the mass-produced fabric of underpants, the desserts in the freezer aisle, the looks I get, the looks I don’t get, the names that don’t get interviews, the assumptions, the assumptions, the assumptions.

When I, a non-white person, see this all this, I realise that the only opt out is death.

Dramatic; yes.
Rhetoric; no.

This is our lives.

None of us can take a break from not being white. You, white person, with all your supposed good intentions, will never let us. Either because you're actively racist, racist but with too delicate an ego to ever do anything about your racism except cry about the mean PoC, or willing to remain silent and let us carry on without support.

You've already won. You won centuries ago when you left Europe and decided to crush the rest of the world. Conquer, colonise, crush. Centuries this has gone on. You have centuries of victory and triumph.

You've won again. You've succeeded in driving PoC from the scene. You succeeded in driving me and others from the internet. You've wrenched open schisms between PoC which will take years of hard work to heal, if they heal at all. We're diverse, we're not monolith. We're divided, and you will always ensure that remains so.

What does this do to a person? How does all this shape the heart that endures it?

From this I have learned about hate. Hate, like anger, is a poison for me, and so I've worked on myself hard to ensure I'm not attracted to the philosophies and perspectives of hate. But from this, from watching all of you, I am learning about hate.

My privilege is being born in and living in a western country with a decent income. My privilege is being ambiguous in my physicality; as it's not easy to identify which 'other' I am, most people are hesitant to voice what they know to be racist-ass opinions around me. The discrimination and bigotry I experience is largely unconscious and insidious, and in fact not grounded in hate at all. I'm fortunate. Very fortunate.

I don't feel hated as a WoC. Hate implies that the hater believes the target of their hate to have some sort of power or control. No.

As a WoC I feel cheap.

Not worth as much to you, white person, as your fellow white people.

I'm learning about hate because I am coming to hate you, white person. You have all the control, all the power, all the privilege, and there is nothing holding you accountable. I hate the double standards and hypocrisy you display, the rank dishonesty of your conduct. I hate that you can harm us, when we cannot harm you. I hate that you have actually impacted on careers, multiple and not even directly, with your hypocrisy. I hate that you're so dominant in the publishing industry there's very few venues I'd consider safe to even submit to now. I hate what you have done to PoC I don't know. I hate what you have done to PoC I do know. I hate what you have done to me, and I was not involved.

I've seen phrases coming from the mouths of people I'd thought knew better, and I have learned that sometimes 'us vs them' is true.

I hate that I am learning this.

Naive trust now broken, I find myself silenced anew.

Being open about my mental health is my way sabotaging the stigma surrounding mental illness. Because I am comfortable discussing it openly, publicly and honestly, others are comfortable discussing their experiences with me. The more comfortable they are with these words on their tongue, the more tools they in turn have to wield against their own struggle, the more comfortable they too become with speaking openly, and thus this is my contribution toward change.

Watching this conflagration has done terrible things to my state of mind. I am not in a good way, I'm in a very doubleplus ungood way, I am on the brink of being in danger.

Purely because I know people who disagree with me have already made moves to dismiss my voice, I have not been able to speak openly about this. It would be too easy to use against me. "Oh, no wonder Tessa has a wasp up her arse, she's a bit cracked up at the moment."

That sounds reasonable. I even say it to myself. Such is the power to silence someone who is oppressed at multiple indices.

I am not angry because I am struggling with mental illness.

I'm struggling with my mental illness because I am angry.

Having one does not invalidate the other. It is neither rhetoric nor melodrama to state that you, white person, are fucking with my depression. I hate you for that too.

Liz Williams was particularly fond of slinging around ablest slurs. I'm not going near any of her online pisspots to check if she's ever tried to atone for that. Highly doubtful. She's a white woman, after all, all the solidarity is for her.

I have depression, and for those of you that need that statement quantified, I've been diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder. I have fibromyalgia, which slams me with fatigue and a cognitive fog that make the air pollution in Beijing look like a wisp of smoke. My memory is unreliable and I have to reverse engineer whatever it is I'm doing many times a day, an hour, over and over minute to minute. I'm a sensitive little introvert who is stomped on by the oblivious extroverted population. That's enough to keep me occupied and frequently crippled by despair.

None of this invalidates anything I've written here. None of this undermines my arguments. Knowing that I'm as addled as I currently am means I've take my time over these words, and tested them over, and over, and then over again because I will have forgotten whatever paragraph I had just reread. 

This is a very basic example of intersectionality. Nothing occurs in isolation, none of us live in a vacuum. Complex and sensitive issues are being processed by jamming them into a binary dichotomy, because everything is being processed as You the Oppressor and Them the Others Who Are Complaining. Until you let go your fixation on binaries, until you stop centring yourself on every single stage, until you stop considering yourself the default/normal, until you recognise and respect that your opinion is not warranted or wanted in all areas of discourse, until you glean that sometimes it really is not your place to act, this 'online drama' is going to happen again, and again, and again, and again.

My bitterly disappointed heart believes most of you are too self-entitled and comfortable with your privilege to attempt this. You'll think the right things to make yourself feel good, but thinking, talking, and walking are all vastly different. It's hard work. Very hard work. I know because I do it on myself, and I do it over, and over, and over. The privilege of growing up in a western country comes with the cost of internalising all that western horseshit. The same horseshit that works against me. It's complicated.

Oh, now here's an analogy I can't pass up. Remember the teacher in Donnie Darko who is so oft quoted as "doubting your commitment to Sparkle Motion!" Prior to that beautiful moment she calls for the banning of a book at a PTA meeting, stating that as she's the only person present who is both a teacher at the school and has a child attending as a student, only she "transcends the Parent-Teacher Bridge."

Being biracial and raised in a western country, I grew up thinking I was a 'normal' (read: white) kid, and internalised all the horseshit I'm currently calling you, white person, out on. Oh yes I did. I watched the same TV, read the same books and hung out at the same shopping centres as the white kids. Which was everyone.

Being biracial and raised in a western country, I was never allowed to belong because I wasn't a 'normal' (read: white) kid. Because I looked different. Even if I was white as fuck on the inside.


Know that when I call you out, what I'm calling out is what I've recognised and worked on deconstructing in myself. The hard work I'm asking you to do is nothing that I don't ask of myself. The standards I hold you to are the same standards I expect of myself.

I recognise the internalised horseshit you're toting because I tote it myself.

I hope you'll work at it.

Honestly, I don't expect you will.

I gave up all hope for positive change.

However, in the interests of equality, I do call for a sharing of the laziness. I for one am getting very fed up with investing trust in a white person only for them to either dismiss the struggles of PoC or turn around, spout some thoughtless racist shit and then cry 'bully!' when called on it instead of you know, listening and respecting. I really can't be fucked spending more energy on you, white person. You're fucking lazy, well, so am I. PoC come in all shapes and sizes, including bitter, mean and lazy.

So if you identify as a feminist, either in conversation, bios, correspondence, whatever, make sure you're specific. Identify yourself as a White Feminist, and PoC everywhere won't bother you. It won't mean you're a bad person, just that you're easier to assess from a distance. Like G***rgaters.

I'm not involved.

This is the impact your actions have had, are having, will continue to have, on me.

I don't speak for all PoC, but don't for an instant doubt that I am not alone.

To my friends reading; I recognise by posting this I will hurt some of you, and for that I am sorry. I hope you will understand that, aware of my identity as I am, none of my relationships are free from politics. This is the reality of the world we live in. You are welcome to speak your mind, here or via other channels. I hope too you will understand that I have let many hurts slide in the past and will continue to do so in the future because I love you, and it is because I love you that I have to say this now.

We are different.

Please listen.

The conversation has evolved, and at this time I think it would be prudent for me to address a couple of things.

A couple of commenters have stated they’d initially dismissed this post as pointless rage, or just another angry rant, but on a second pass conceded I raised some good points. 


This is an angry rant. I mean, phwoar. Did you see that? Plinean. That was plinean. That was an eruption of awesome proportions and, wow. I’m really angry. I mean, I knew I was, but even I’m shocked. After that blast, after I’d given myself enough time and distance to remember how to breathe and for my adrenaline gland to settle down, even I was taken aback. I didn’t, I mean, I didn’t. (You did, Tessa. You’d accepted this price long before pressing ‘publish’.)

But why would anger in a PoC speaking of oppression be considered pointless?

America has a whole bloody news network dedicated to giving old white men a platform from which to shout angrily, and America is so loud that the rest of the western world has no say on whether or not this is permissible, conscionable or allowable; it saturates my world too. The apex of the privilege pyramid shouting and shouting and shouting and my anger is dismissed as pointless.

The SFF publishing scene cannot be divorced from this reality and to attempt to do so would be irresponsible. There is an incredibly damaging trope that exists purely to enable the disenfranchisement of black women in America, one of the most oppressed people in that country, because by segregating the judgement of that anger from the context of that anger, that anger then becomes…pointless.

Why would the anger of the oppressed ever be pointless?

You’ve won, you’ve been triumphant for centuries, I say again. Of course I’m angry. I’m furious. I had that screed of rage seething in my heart for far too long, until the balance tipped and the short term consequences of not screaming into the abyss were going to far outweigh the long term consequences of becoming a mouthy PoC, and that is the product of living at the softer end of discrimination.

My anger is not pointless.

Reenacting the eruption of Vesuvius has done much to relieve my internal pressure, but the anger remains. Magma cannot be reasoned with. Magma will not be told it is without merit and evapourate in a puff of convenience.

My anger is justified. My expressing of my anger is fucking reasonable.

I’m not shouting at clouds; I’m screaming into the fucking abyss.

I have been patient my whole life. I have been respectfully asking to be respected, I have been avoiding being derailed by the Tone Argument by cutting my emotions from my words just to increase the chances that you might listen to me, white person, and not dismiss me as ‘another angry minority’.

This is the result of running out of patience. This is the point at which I take my small cup of a writing career and smash it against the wall. This is the point at which the idea in the idealist dies. This is the point at which my effort to remain respectful in the discourse, in the hope that this will promote and nurture respect that I may one day experience, starves and dies. A colossal fuck you to anyone who thinks I owe it to you to keep fighting the good fight, for a given definition of ‘good’. A massive, monsterous fuck you to anyone who thinks I owe you a moment more tolerance of the shit you’ve been pushing for centuries, shit you don’t have to live with, white person.

You are owed more anger than mine.

Defending a victim who is a bully is not synonymous with defending, condoning or enabling abuse. To infer such is disingenuous, and disrespectful to those who share my stance who have also suffered abuse. I think we can all agree that bullying is vile, and I think you, bunch of writer types that you are, should be capable of recognising this. Otherwise I despair the simplicity of binary moral narratives that the publishing industry must hold.

I had made a deliberate choice not to discuss the victim’s behaviour in my initial post. Discussions anchored upon what the victim did or did not do and the degrees of her horribleness danced and continue to dance around the question of whether the victim deserved it.

There were things I thought could go without saying, but.

This has long since gone past the point of being a reasonable discussion raising awareness of someone’s problematic behaviour. This is victim blaming, and it is a pile on.

A person can be both bully and victim at the same time. These two states do not cancel each other out.

Being as the victim was both PoC and bully, people are rightly pointing out that by the victim’s behaviour, ammunition has been put into the hands of the bigots. This is true. I’d also say that’s true of a giant fuckload of people, John Scalzi being the first and most related example that springs to mind. He’s receiving accolades. He’s fine and pretty much untouchable.

Tossing out this line simply emphasises the message that PoC must meet a higher moral and social benchmark than you, white person. We’re allowed to be arseholes and scumbags and make terrible mistakes and the wrong decisions like you do. We’re obliged to stay in line to make your job easier. That is oppression and silencing of yet another kind, and it smells horribly like allowing the indefensible to occur for ‘the greater good’. The problem is in the reception, it is always in the reception. The double-standards are the gold-trimming on your anti-bully banner. The problem is that while you decide the price, you’re not the one to pay it.

Some have argued that the victim wasn’t really doxxed, being as the connection between two pseudonyms reveals no actual personal details. The victim has often stated she had stalkers, serious enough to warrant anonymity. The revealing of another alias is still something a stalker can and will make use of.

We are all about believing victims. Right?

But not this victim…right? That would be inconvenient.

It is not for you to determine when a person’s privacy has been invaded enough for the damage and danger to be considered real. It is not for you to determine at what point someone else is allowed to feel their privacy and safety violated. To dismiss this because it is inconvenient for the villain in your narrative to be a victim is double-standards, it’s victim blaming, and it’s racism and it’s hypocritical. Again.

By not touching on the victim’s behaviour, I am not dismissing it. I think we can all say that bullying and abusive behaviour are toxic things, the mitigation of which should be acted upon. I was trying to shift the focus, but the conversation keeps reaching back into that mob. Like Common Miner Birds, mobbing, mobbing, mobbing.

This is not a nice neat narrative where the morally right and good and the wrong and bad are clear-cut. This is real life. A person can be both bully and victim at the same time. One does not invalidate the other.

Like it or not, the victim’s narrative is going to shape the narratives of all PoC to come. We’ve already seen how many guards are at the gates, and who we’ll need to pay tribute to, and we have seen what happens when a PoC steps out of line. Here, you justify the extreme lengths you’ve gone to by waving the victims of bullying around like a war banner. The next PoC who comes along and doesn’t pay tribute can already see what to expect. Maybe next time it won’t be bullying with which you, the white person, assert your moral superiority and right to crush those you don’t approve of. I’m not you, I can’t travel your thought paths, so it isn’t for me to predict what guise you will work under.

What will you say when you come for me?  You are coming for me. 

More to the point, the pain of victims of bullying does not invalidate the pain of victims of oppression. It seems to fall higher in the hierarchy established by you, the white person, as being more worthy of attention, although that’s hardly surprising given the current climate. A victim of bullying at least has the potential to be white.

These wounds the victims of bullying and PoC bear do not nullify each other. They exist and will continue to exist and hurt regardless of whether you believe them justified.

You’ve done a fine job of creating a space for the victims of the victim to come forth. I have been told that some people have only felt safe opening up now, and I’m glad they’re able to open up at all.

The healing afforded for these victims need not be bought with the silencing of PoC.

Again and again the crimes of the victim are put on parade. Again and again people are telling me, as though I haven’t been watching and reading the same words as you. I know. The victim knows. We all know. The victim has made moves toward some sort of peace but you, white person, continue waving that banner.

What makes this racist is the simple fact that you, white person, have not done this to your own. 

Jim Frenkle, Vox Day, Harlan Ellis, Will Shetterly. For fuck’s sake, how many decades did you let Frenkle prey in the scene before some young uppity voice of dissent forced your hand? You let him sexually assault people. You fucking enabled him for years. But he’s gone! you cry. We got rid of him! Your hand was fucking forced. You wouldn’t have done a thing if one of his victims hadn’t stuck her neck out to ‘make a fuss’. He would still be employed in a position of power in this field if it was left to you, white person. But we got Vox Day out of SFWA! Holy shit, how many years did that take too? How many mouthy PoC’s publicly pushing their dissent did it take for you act? Years. Decades. Remember Elizabeth Moon and Wiscon? How long did you ‘consider all sides of the story’? How slow were you to act? How, when discussing the making and maintaining of safe spaces, ‘fair’ is it to give the voice of the privileged equal consideration as that of the oppressed?

Fucking hypocrites.

Those are only the publicly notorious. I’d say most of you are in far better positions than I in being able to identify predators and poison. Geographical and financial barricades keep me from being a regular con-attendee, chronic illness has curbed my own crippled little career so I’m simply not active enough and in contact with enough people to know what is going on in the back channels. You, white person, are probably far better equipped than I to do something about these people.

Do us both a favour, and don’t for an instant try to downplay the existence of such predators and the damage they are currently doing.

Recognise that you are picking your targets, and you’re picking the target that has no power and cannot harm you, and you’re doing sweet fuck all about those other victims because that predator is white.

This is a muddy narrative in which both sides have acted reprehensibly. I’ve been invited to read various accounts, and I have. I’ve seen and heard enough to know that the public narrative is unreliable from both sides. I’ve also taken the time to consider what my stance would be if I were to take what various parties have said be at face value, and have concluded it would not be different. All roads lead to Rome, and to the crossing of my own Rubicon. At this point, for me, the details of the doxxing no longer matter. How we got here no longer matters. What I see are the privileged circling and mobbing a PoC with a viciousness that comes from centuries of practiced oppression. Whatever path we take, we still end up here, white person, because you don’t listen.

One side has all the power, the other does not.

As you, white person, do have all the power and privilege, I would very much appreciate it if you could stop namedropping PoC when engaging with me. I shall repeat:

There isn't a 'not white' setting you can switch on in your brain to talk to us. PoC are not monolith. We are not legion. We are often but a collection of scarred souls who recognise the wounds in each other.


I don't speak for all PoC.

To take that further, it also means other PoC do not speak for me.

You, white person, hold all the power. I am challenging you from a position of weakness. Do not drag in PoC names to shield you, don’t you dare try to throw them before me with the inference that this PoC’s voice, which is conveniently similar in view to your own, is somehow a more legitimate voice than mine. That PoC is not talking to me, and if they were, the conversation would be a very different one because a conversation between PoCs at least has the potential for both parties to be on relatively equal footing. A conversation with you, white person, never will be. I’ll say it again, having PoC in agreement does not somehow lend your point of view extra credence. Argue your position from the position of privilege you occupy and stop tossing in PoC as if they will absolve you of your privilege. They’re not chum to distract me, the nasty PoC shark. I am talking to you, white person.

I am not alone, but I entered into this prepared to argue my position alone. Because fuck you, I’ve seen enough damage done to PoC, I will not call on anyone to speak up. You’ve made a space for victims of bullying to come forth and hopefully heal but only by shitting all over a whole demographic. A really broad, clumsily general in definition demographic. PoC are now afraid to come forward. But you will throw them in front of me, try work on the schisms that exist within this complex and intricate group of people so that I attack them, not you.

This is depressingly reminiscent of so many historical battle philosophies. Going to battle the enemy? Well, send in the [insert disdained demographic here], the enemy will waste all sorts of ammunition reserves firing at them, what?

Own your fucking privilege. This conversation is with you, white person. The power imbalance is so huge and so engrained that you don’t see the hypocrisy in your strategies. Fight your own fucking battles.

That imbalance is why I, and many other PoC, hurt.

It is magma. It doesn’t require your approval or acknowledgment to exist, it will flow and flow because the source remains whole and healthy, and much like magma, it will keep coming out.

Make this not about racism. Please, please, prove me wrong. Go clean out your own cellar, white person, before HAZMATing ours. Stop asking us to trust that this is a special case, that this one time you tear a PoC apart it is unique, it doesn't count, and you wouldn't ever do it to us because we're not like that. There are no grounds for trust. You are not worthy of trust. Stop justifying your actions. You, white person, keep justifying this frenzy, and in doing so the message is sent that the suffering of the PoC watching horrified from the margins is also justified. 

That’s not your fucking call. For fuck’s sake.


Don’t set this precedent.

Please, just.

Let us breathe.

I would like to make one amendment to my original post. I have given up all hope for positive change; that is still true. The responses I have received so far have not challenged my position, and for the most part the responses have been thoughtful and far kinder than the tone I set. I would not change the degree of anger in my writing if I had my time again. It is there because I want you, white person, to see how deeply this effects me. Maybe from this you will a catch a glimpse of the scale of the hurt, which has wholly consumed me, and is doing the same to who knows how many others. It is awful. Analogies of volcanoes and natural disasters abound not to intimidate you with the scale of destruction, but so you can comprehend the scale of destruction. All that magma sits in my rib cage and hurts. It’s awful. It is awful. It is hurting me far more than it hurts you, white person.

But. Yes, there is a but!

I know I am not alone. 

I screamed into the abyss, and in that endless darkness the abyss answered with fireworks.

I am not alone. We are not alone. 

I have still given up hope.


I have not given up.

Find your fireworks, you howling hearts standing on the edge. Find your fireworks.

The conversation continues to evolve, and life doesn’t stop for any of us.

I guess I’m used to anger – clearly it has been building up for some time – but I have no practice in wielding it. It is anathema to me, and this experience hasn’t challenged that. There is no way to use it without it becoming stained, and by no one’s actions but my own.

It took two hands to wield that anger. To control it, to keep it from simply burning the house down, took two hands and the making of an internal debt that is now being collected. I had to put down the ability to take joy in things. There was no room left in me. The anger took it all, the volcano destroyed itself in being itself. There’s no fire left, only ash now. Only ash.

This isn’t a baited sympathytrap. This is simply my reality. The overtime put in by my adrenaline gland the last few days has lent me some emergency resilience, but at a price. I’ve spoken more online than I have in the last few months, and now tendonitis and ye olde RSIs are rising creakily from sleep. The stress and threat provided by every new comment, regardless of whatever the contents of the comment turned out to be, has done astonishing things to my fibro. My flobby little braingrapes have processed so much information in the past few days – and when considering the pain of others nuance is everything – that they’re now simply out of juice. I don’t consider myself as having the capacity to contribute anything useful to the dialogue right now.

I have to stop. That is all.

Because it was specifically brought to my attention, I will make a quick comment on the idea being floated of beginning a mentor programme specifically for oppressed and vulnerable writers. None of what I’m about to say is spoken in anger. I have none left. This is spoken in tired monotone.

I very much like this idea, especially as it is not limited to PoC. I think we all remember how utterly bewildering the industry was when we first dipped our toes in, and the fact that it never really stops being bewildering is something underemphasised.

SFWA would, from a purely logistical stance, be a great platform to germinate such a programme, being as the administrative infrastructure is already in place. However, from the point of view of the vulnerable, it is not yet a safe space. Change is happening, and it’s definitely change for the better, but until the organisation has a proven track record of not blundering into bigotry, and has done so for some years, it is not a place I would trust with vulnerable voices. Not yet.

For that matter, I feel that the spirit of the concept will be undermined if it is crewed and helmed by the privileged. I infer to no individual when I say this, it is simply a pattern that has proven itself time over.

A space cannot be trusted as safe, while those for whom it is supposed to be sanctuary do not have control over it.

It is again asking the vulnerable to put power in the hands of the oppressor and then trust the oppressor with that power. This is a trust that has not been established or earned, and there are no grounds to argue that, right now, such trust should be given.

As space over which the privileged have power will never be safe for the vulnerable.

I hope this is not taken as an attack, but constructive criticism, the devil we’re all too familiar with. I see there a gesture made in good faith, and although I have seen too much to hope anything new and good will come of it, I must enable the chance, and hope this will be given consideration should this idea come to fruition.

And with that, I’m tapping out.

It hasn’t even been a week, and I daresay many will choose to read this as me not being able to take what I dish and fleeing; whining, wailing and cowardly. They may choose to read on, or not.

Anger is an incredibly powerful tool, but it is also a weapon. Just as I cannot be anything other than Other, anger cannot not be a weapon, no matter how I wield it. Axes and hammers and brute force. It is ugly. Threatening, intimidating and upsetting. It is what the oppressed live with day in and day out, along with fear, hurt, and doubt, not because of what is happening in the SFF scene now, but because this is the state of the world. It would come out, one way or another. It will do its damage, one way or another.

No doubts have sat with me, and I haven’t second-guessed my decision. Surprisingly. I stand by the validity of my anger and the expressing of it. I still accept the cost of expressing that anger. I do not regret this.

I have learned a little, though.

To weaponise your voice is to become that tool which is also an instrument of attack, and though you may be very careful in what directions your anger is aimed, still you stand, howling, and that is frightening. To everyone. The people standing behind you as well as those opposing you.

The current state of the world needs weaponised voices. We are so far from being able to have this conversation as equals. Not in my lifetime.

But a weaponised voice should not be used in all places.

You need to see that this anger is not pointless It is born of anguish and grief, not indignation, and is of a scale beyond comprehension. It is an anguish shared by those hurt by abuse and those hurt by discrimination. I used my anger like fuel, rocket fuel, to launch this cry into space. Now it’s in orbit, and the rocket is space junk.

After anger, there is space for grief, and in grief, there are small niches of healing.

I have no hope, I do not believe, but I must enable that healing. Windows and doors open, it is an opportunity worth inviting, courting, coaxing in. Take away hindrances. Let the way be clear.

By weaponising my voice I have taken a position. I don’t consider myself to be in the camps that have formed, but I have made my stance known, and not been gentle about it. In doing so, there are people who bear the wounds of bullying who will not feel comfortable speaking up in a space in which the inconvenient PoC shark is swimming, and there are people who must endure the same oppression that has twisted me around who do not agree with how I have processed this, and they too will not feel safe speaking out in a space in which I may be lurking. PoC fall in both categories easily.

My satellite is in orbit. The signal was sent. It was what was needed to survive, and now that I know I will survive, it is for me to step aside and allow others that right as well.

My part in this conversation has been specifically aimed at the white hegemony; this next bit is not for you.

We PoC are not monolith. The diversity, contrast and resonance which can be found in those three letters are sublime. Our paths are so extraordinarily different, a difference that can be just as hard to traverse as that between oppressor and oppressed.

But in this western world, we are all subject to the same prejudices and wounds. We are shaped by the wounds we carry, wounds collected every day since birth. It is exhausting and debilitating and unrelenting.

We may not agree on the finer points, we may be in adamant opposition over the larger points, we may think each other complicit in sustaining the status quo and the damage perpetual and be devastated by that perceived betrayal.

All of these things are true, but I cannot and will not judge you, and I won’t condemn you.

We are just people. To survive this for years on end, knowing that there will never be any respite, contorts the skeins of our soul. We say nothing because we need to survive that moment there and then, in order to be able to get up the next day. We compromise ourselves both deliberately and unconsciously just to make sure we can still see a way forward, to leave us with enough in our bucket to worry about groceries and the weather and whether we have any clean socks. We let our guard down and make questionable decisions because we’re tired, we’re so tired. We want so much to believe your good intentions are enough. We cannot afford to give all over for the good of the future when the present already asks too much of us. In this sense, enduring bullying and enduring oppression play out identically.

This plinean howl is me coping, compromising, doing what I need to do to stay out of hospital. I do not say that to garner pity or sympathy (please, do not), nor do I say it flippantly. This is my reality. Sadly, I know that, in this, I am also not alone.

All roads lead to this.

Only you know what you have had to do in order to survive. Only you know which of the many damages on offer you can live with, what regrets you can live with. Each of us stands as an individual with a perspective the evolution of which only that individual will ever understand.

I don’t agree with you, and I don’t need to in order to recognise this.

You, I will not judge.

Thank you, again, to those who have engaged and responded with more kindness that my tone invited. There’s that wonderfully saying, which my brain is currently mangling, which goes something like: you shouldn’t say thank you when being given something that should be yours by right. That is true. It’s also true to say that unpacking privilege is hard, learning to listen is hard, and everything about this is hard.

Look at this. Traffic spike from the initial posting of this on Friday. Such reach. The mind boggles.

This blog has no volume and the reach is tiny. I thought to myself, I am actually being listened to. This might be a nudge toward change. But, then I saw this:

No, not much reach at all. Very few people are listening. (I probably account for a large chunk of the yellow wedge, with all the reading, previewing, rereading I've been doing.)

When I look at those graphs, I must be thankful for those who listened, and who gave my voice genuine consideration. Thank you.

I’m withdrawing to go sift my private ashes, and because withdrawing, too, is a means of surviving. I’ll be leaving the comments open, as some have taken this post to be a safe place to speak, even with the veil of anonymity. I will certainly enable that. I hope in withdrawing my absence will also make other spaces safer for those I have silenced in my rage.

This isn’t retreat or defeat. I simply don’t have any spoons, or knives, or forks left to give. There’s only ash. Staying out of hospital will always be more important than activism. For me, one cannot happen without the other. I will never be able to contribute as much as a healthy person, and so I call this enough, on my terms.

I’m still here. I daresay, now that I’ve made myself this ridiculous new hat, inconvenient PoC shark will venture into the crowded waters again, when a volcano is grumbling. But later, later. The fare of this blog and my other social media platforms will return to what they have always been: self-absorbed, introspective, pretentious and self-deprecating wank.

I’m giving myself permission to return and update this last section as I see fit. Add to, not edit. I’ve been writing this across the span of the day, simply because my mind won’t hold all I wish to address at the one time. I’m sure there are things I’ve missed, but this needs to be put in place now.

I’m going to dive deep and dark, and I’m going to survive.

You hurting from abuse, you hurting from marginalisation; may you find your way through this and do the same.

Aha! I remembered some things to add.

Shit, I just forgot one again. No, wait, got it.

I see now that in my opening salvo there is much to be interpreted as attempting to absolve the bully of bullying. That was not my intention. I still stand by my attempt to try and highlight that there is more damage going on from other vectors in all this, but the approach was a mistake. I'll leave it as it is, as I'm accountable for what I've said, but for those who feel I have dismissed their hurt; I am sorry.

Also, there was some definite good to come from this. The pledge by publishers not to reveal the personal information of their authors is definitely a good thing, and should be acknowledged. Forgive me for not linking, but I'm loathe to direct the animosity aimed toward me at anyone else.


  1. As a postscript, as this is going to come up: I do not defend nor condone RH's past actions. I believe she was an important voice and committed horrible bullying at the same time, and am relieved that she has made moves to atone.

    That's not a free pass. She has a lot of work to do, and I do hope those she damaged are coping with having all this stirred up.

    Whether or not she's a horrible person is, however, nearly the only conversation I've seen.

    This is not that conversation.

  2. Anonymous6/11/14 15:44

    I would put a name to this, but I've seen RH do enough to friends. I'll just say this: I am a woman of color who did not buy RH's apologies. She was very careful to elide the worst abuses in her apologies. Her one as BS was basically, "Oh, poor me! Look at all the things going on that caused me to be awful! Please don't hate me, new colleagues" rather than an acknowledgment and regretting of wrongdoing.

    I don't think anyone is denying her a second chance, but that chance has to be earned. She hurt a lot of people, which is what Laura's post was pointing to, and that doesn't just get to be swept under the rug. I say that as a fellow WOC who wants to see an end put to this type of bullying. She nearly drove me to stop writing, because I was so afraid she would come after me for not being "authentic" enough! How in the world is that right? The world needs our marginalized voices!

  3. Anon: I think that's a pretty uncharitable reading of her apology, and, in fact, is directly contradicted by the text. I quote:

    "... I am at fault, I don’t believe you were gullible; I believe in your decency, and that’s why it’s so full of thorns. This must be difficult for you in a thousand ways. I am sorry that I did this to you, damaging your ability to trust and your boundaries. You do not deserve this. I don’t know how to make it up to you; I’m not sure what is the right thing to do. I hate that I disappointed you; I hate that it was a sort of fantasy, the thing which I presented. You might find it hard to believe, but I wish it wasn't.


    "The rest of this isn't offered as justification. It’s an explanation, which I think some people wanted." [emphasis added]

    Nobody but nobody, up to and including RH herself, is trying to deny or defend what she did in the past. But posts like Mixon's undermine any attempt to heal, to forgive, to move on, instead encouraging attacks on a WoC while ignoring the misdeeds of the three white people responsible for the doxxing.

  4. I don't know anything about the individuals you're talking about specifically and I don't think you intend me to invest time finding out(if I've misinterpreted though and you feel like I could really learn something from this specific circumstance, let me know) but all us whiteys should give this a read.

    Your words are challenging but they are full of truth. Being born white in Australian (and I'm guessing it's much the same in other western countries) made me racist by default. I have tried (although not as hard as I should) to reprogram my thinking and that's a journey but it's a simple fact that I was born into a society that through its politics and media repeatedly told me "white people are better, too many non-whites might spoil everything - beware!". Racist is a default setting for white Australia and that fucking sucks and I don't know what to do to fix it, but I am sorry to anyone who feels like they lack value because of it. OF course you're angry, that sounds infuriating (I say as I watch from my fairy floss nest of privilege and good fortune).

    Thank you for reminding me that I can always do better, thank you for being a voice in my life that pushes the more challenging thoughts to the front of my mind. You have such immense value <3

  5. */me remembers she's meant to listen and goes back to sit quietly in the fairy floss nest*

  6. First Anon: I agree with you, and of course your response to the RH's apologies are well justified. I don't actually see my post as contradicting that.

    What I'm trying to highlight is that there is a very, very ugly precedent being set up, and it does not benefit any minority voice.

    SKS, thank you for saying that.

    Georgie, oh you sparklebunny. <3 you.

    Second Anon whose comment I deleted: Unless a PoC choose to post under their name here or else where in this discussion, no PoC names will be published. None of them.

    Doxxing is the collection and redistribution of a person's personal information without their consent. What TS, LW & NM have done fits that description.

    I think we all agree bullying is horrible and unhealthy, and I think as writers (most of us are) we're capable of recognising the conflict that comes when the subjects, all of them, are both bullies and victims of bullying. It is entirely possible to do both.

    Again, this is the conversation I'm not seeing.

    Writing reports warning people to stay away: great. Let's make it not about racism by doing the same for all the predators jerks who have been skulking about the scene for years. Vox Day, Harlan Ellis, etc etc etc.

  7. Hi Tessa

    I'm a white Aussie woman, just to get my identification out there. (I also suffer from mental illness.)

    I read your post this morning and to be honest, dismissed it as pointless rage.

    A friend of mine, Charles Tan, has made me look at it again.

    I acknowledge what you say about white people and POC, and how we're protected from the consequences of our behaviour much more than you are. Charles has made me consider that how you feel is how I feel when male 'feminists' - like Scalzi - behave like entitled arses, and yet still get lionised because oh look, white man talking.

    But I have some problems with your post.

    1. The persons behaving in a Gamergate way are RH and her white friends. Same tactics - vicious rhetoric, harassment, trying to get people dropped from cons and publications and so on.

    2. The story that Liz Williams and Tricia Sullivan outed RH is completely false - you need to read Laura J Mixon's post and the comments and the links to get the real story. You said you won't read it, but if you're going to repeat these accusations, surely you should be fair and look at all the evidence.

    Nick Mamatas's behaviour is beyond a joke, but those two women were basically blamed for something they did not do. And their POC friend does not see it the way you did - she's written about it in detail, and given the names and events of what did happen.

    3. RH has not been doxxed - her pseuds were linked (not least by herself). We don't know her real name, nor should we, unless from her lips.

    I know this will sound like 'Actually Gamergate is about ethics in journalism" to you, especially coming from me. I'm really sorry for that. I feel for you, I feel for the WOC hurt by this, and I feel for the people who will try to speak up in future against racism who will have this mess thrown in their face. I hope I will be able to do my part to fight back against that, from my position of privilege.

    Anyway, I wish you peace. I also wish you employment - I have been there too, believe it or not. It absolutely sucks to have no money and no way to change your situation.

  8. Hi Ann, thanks for your comment. You raise very good points, although my position hasn't changed. I've heard enough of behind the scenes on both sides to know there is misrepresentation going on on all sides. Again, I'm not denying RH's actions, but regarding TS&LW and their friend (thank you for not naming), I have my reasons to doubt their accounts.

    For the record, I'm not friends with RH. My doubts don't come from her.

    For me, it almost no longer matters what 'really' happened with the doxxing. It has played out the way it has played out, and the damage has been done. Unfortunately this is true for many PoC. Not all. But many. I am still seeing a mobbing of a WoC when white men have been engaging in the same behaviour for years. Jim Frenkle, Vox Day and Harlan Ellison are only the publicly notorious, and Frenkle has only recently come into the light. They were allowed to continue, are allowed to continue, for years. I cannot not see the immense difference in narrative.

    I really appreciate your comment. Thank you.

  9. Anonymous8/11/14 07:17

    I'm not putting a name to this either, but I'm a WoC who is trying to get into the SFF world, and while Mixon's post was illuminating (I didn't know the extent of it outside the reviews), reading it, along with the appendices and the comments, left me feeling silenced and sickeningly frightened.

    I don't condone the bullying and harassment at all. I'm certainly wary myself after reading what happened. But seeing the aftermath, I've also given up hope for positive change. I think white people will win no matter what, while the PoC they claim to be helping will be left out in the cold, afraid to say anything.

    I've seen white writers I've admired from afar say and do some terrible things from this. My trust in them is broken, not that they'd care, since as you've said, solidarity is for white women.

  10. Anonymous8/11/14 13:57

    From the comments on that Mixon post it is clear that there are a considerable number of people who have only now felt safe to come forward. This is the legacy of a person who has done enormous damage to individuals over many years. I'm not sure anyone knows the scale of it yet.

    I think it's relevant that she did this behind a veil of anonymity. This wasn't anonymity for self-preservation, it was anonymity for maximum damage. That's a key difference between this individual and Vox Day etc. We know who they are. Being stalked and harassed by someone is uniquely terrifying when you don't know who that person is. Many of the victims on the Mixon page are describing the symptoms of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. They're saying this person damaged them, changed them physiologically.

    I don't know about Mamatas, Sullivan etc, and their motivations, but it's clear that as a result of the process they began, many many victims of this serial abuser now feel safe to come forward and tell their story, and begin to heal. For me that's a positive.

    I would just add that this talk of doxxing is a fallacy. They've pulled off one mask and there's another mask underneath. That isn't doxxing. We still don't know who this person is.

  11. Anonymous8/11/14 20:23

    Anon at 7:17:

    I'm the first anon, and I'm really sorry to hear you feel frightened and silenced. I actually found the comments helpful, knowing that I wasn't alone.


    I appreciate your reply, and I agree. I am worried that true social justice criticism will get thrown under the bus while we try to stop bullying (the latter which absolutely should happen). I also want to see the white men who abuse and belittle others have a spotlight shown on them and suffer the consequences of their actions as well.

  12. Anonymous8/11/14 22:00

    (Anon at 7:17)

    First anon, I think we're also in agreement here--a lot of my worries over being silenced are that actual social justice issues are going to be drowned out in the name of stopping bullying. There's a reason I'm anon, and that's because as a WoC, I'm seeing a lot of self-righteousness coming from white people to the point where I feel unsafe and unable to really discuss things unless it's with other WoC.

    The whole thing leaves me between a rock and a hard place: as I said, I don't condone what RH has done, at all. It's only recently that I've learned the extent of how terrible things really were. But at the same time, I agreed wholeheartedly with the points she made in some of her reviews, and I feel like I'll risk abuse myself if I make similar reviews, despite the community needing to hear them. Already I'm hearing of WoC who are being tagged as 'pro-abuse' for pointing out RH had some points while simultaneously condemning the abuse and harassment.

    It leaves us in such a bad place. These things are going to be dismissed and shouted down while the white authors are praised for being brave and stepping out of the box for minimum effort. I've seen it happen to my friends, getting harassed for writing reviews at worst, and ignored at best by groups purporting to promote diversity. And they haven't been abusive at all!

    This sets a terrible precedent, and I don't know whether to keep writing to try and break the ceiling or to just say, "to hell with it!" and throw in the towel.

    I hope we WoC can find some solution to this, where we can raise these issues while combating bullying. All I know is that what I'm seeing isn't it.

  13. Anonymous9/11/14 00:11

    Anon at 7:17:

    My heart goes out to you, and I can only say this: please, please keep writing. We need your voice! I left a comment on the Mixon post voicing our concerns, and beyond that, I don't know what else to do right now.

    But please, keep writing. <3

  14. (As an aside, as I forgot to address it the first time, I'd like to state that I do have a job, and at a company that is very understanding of my health. Having been unemployed before, I'm going to make sure this doesn't change. It was an analogy, but misdirected a few people.)

    Third Anon: That last line is for you.

    I've updated the core post, as I feel the conversation has evolved and it would be prudent of me to address some points and stick them up where people don't have to poke at comments to find them. These comments have thus far been excellent. Thank you, again, for respond with more gentleness that my post invited. Thank you too for listening, even if you don't agree.

  15. Still listening. Still thinking. Still love you.

  16. Disclaimer: Ramblings ahead. You should probably do anything other than read this.

    I've been coming back periodically to re-read, and read the comments and updates. I haven't known what to say, or if I should say anything.

    I guess all I really want to say is... well, I still don't know, actually. I need to stop staring at this little comment box, and go to bed eventually, though.

    I'm never sure how to write my thoughts, and I'm finding it particularly hard right now. Anyways, I don't want to be someone who contributes to this sort of crap. I'm going to keep reading and listening, and work at it. That's all I can promise, and it's not enough, but it's what I have to offer.

  17. Anonymous9/11/14 06:38

    (Anon at 7:17, again)

    Anon at 00:11: I hope you'll forgive me for being cynical, but I doubt any good will come from asking. I realize that the comment thread is about the victims, and I respect Mixon's right to dictate rules as she sees fit. But at the same time, while the report was informative and helpful in places, the fact that she's not exactly clarifying questions that appear within bounds makes me uncomfortable.

    To be fair, Mixon said she was going to make a thread for questions like this. I have yet to see it, since after a while, I needed to leave for self-care. But I do think it's telling that so far I can only count on one hand the number of white voices pointing out the issues (that is, using their privilege, since I think most WoC like myself are still terrified of speaking). The rest are as Tessa has described in her post proper: self-righteous and self-congratulatory, even. Meanwhile, PoC voices are getting drowned out and silenced.

    I have seen this happen way too often for my liking. I'm fucking sick and tired of it. We're supposed to be protected from this, and yet I feel like WoC as a whole are the ones paying the heaviest price from all this.

    I certainly hope there will be some white allies like the few that have questioned Mixon's report that will protect us even when we raise the same issues RH has in the past (without the abuse, of course). But I am not holding my breath, and right now all I really see is which white writers to watch out for in the wake of this fallout, because I will remember this, even years from now, how they stepped on us in the name of healing and promoting diversity.

    Belated thanks, Tessa, for writing this post. I'll just echo what you said here to the white people: please, please listen to us instead of being enamored with the sound of your own voices.

  18. Nadie <3

    Selena, please forgive me if I turn a little matronly on you for a moment, but please don't judge what is 'enough' by other people's criteria. Only you know the context of your life, and how many responsibilities require your attention and energy. You've taken the time to read this, and let me know you've read this and are considering, and that, to me, is far more than enough.

    (Speaking as someone with health issues, I often struggle with accepting anything I do as 'enough', as it will never be as much as a healthy person.)

  19. Anon, I wish I could try and convince you otherwise, but I feel the same.



  20. You know Tessa, on the Internet and in books, nobody can tell what color you are.

    Example, what color am I?

    Maybe if you made your outrage limited to people who have actually -done- something bad, like bought and sold slaves for example it would have a bit more impact.

    Such people do exist here and now, in the 21st Century. Just not in North America. And none of them are White, just to clue you a bit further.

  21. Thank you for writing this. You've put your finger on the ugliness I could sense but not name. I'd read every single comment on Mixon's post until now with rage and weariness and sadness, seeing what you saw. White people giving themselves permission to be racist without consequences again, celebrating and promoting themselves, writing racist words ("tar baby") in the guise of "supporting the victims." There's no good way this could end. But thank you.

  22. It was interesting to read your post, like it always is to read something you necessarily don't completely agree with.

    The main thing that put me off a bit was that on the other hand you acknowledge that PoC is no monolith but I sort of got the impression that you think white people are.

    Trolling and outright bullying should not be accepted, no matter what your ethnicity is. After reading about the horrible stuff that RH/WF/etc has done to a number people and communities, I'm not so sure that the doxxing that took place was a completely unreasonable thing to do. One can argue that it was racist and one can argue that it wasn't.

    I still want to thank you for the post. It got me thinking.

    The one thing I agree with you 100% is that occasionally RH did raise very valid points to the discussion in her reviews and hopefully talking about the issues she talked about is possible in the future as well.

  23. You're completely ignoring the fact that RH herself claims Sullivan did NOT dox her at all, and there is no proof Williams attempted to dox her. If you're not going to read the accounts of anyone involved, don't jump to conclusions.

    Also it's not doxxing when her pen name is not her real name, or when she's linked up her various names publicly, or when she wrote to people as RH that she was going to pen a particular piece of fiction, and then published it as BS.

  24. The Phantom:
    I thought about responding to your comment. Then I read it again, especially that last part. I'm not going to delete it, as it's a fiiiine example of derailing, privilege and raaaaacism.

    Anon at 10/11/14 21:33:
    Thank you for commenting. I can't ask for external support. Despite that, or perhaps because of it, every moment of support is precious. Thank you.

    Anon at 12/11/14 00:43:
    I'm assuming you're referring to the person nominated by the victim as providing the initial revelation, and point you to the paragraphs in the second update in which I speak of the public narrative being unreliable and the fact that it isn't for you to determine how violated a person's privacy must be for the violation to be legitimate. I could be wrong about the specifics of what you're referring to, but, ultimately, I really do not trust any of the public narrative, and I'm certainly not entitled to the private one. I can only look at what has resulted, and in doing so, I reach this.

  25. Love you. You are awesome in the best ways.

    - Inconvenient POC Sharkfan

  26. What a pile of steaming bullshit.

  27. Long live the 322nd Rifle Division! Fuck 1488. Fuck doxxers! Freedom to the people!

  28. The problem with Vox Day is Blogger turns a blind eye to his many many many harassment campaigns and TOS violations.