Return of the Poo-Flinging Monkey
So it's Hugo nomination season and we've learned two things - the sad puppies are basically irrelevant, and yes, it is necessary to change the nomination process unless we want to let a poo-flinging monkey get crap all over the nomination list for the foreseeable future.
I'm not a fan of EPH as I think it makes the whole process overly complicated and punishes individuals whose tastes happen to align. On the other hand, I like it less that Beale is trying to destroy an award because he got his feelings hurt by Scalia and the Nielsen Haydens back in 2005. It would be hilarious if it weren't so pathetic that a man who is nearly fifty has been nursing this grudge for over a decade.
I'm now going to ignore Beale's existence. I won't be voting for people who have willingly aligned themselves with his slate, but I have no intention of punishing worthy works that were added without their knowledge or consent.
No award will be getting a vigorous workout from me this year. Though it tends to get a pretty good workout from me every year since I vote no award for the categories I don't think should exist. (Looking at you, semi-pro zine and best editor: long form.)
I will be doing a Hugo read again this year though I have no intention of reading works that were written out of spite. (Though I am amused at how much it still bugs the puppies that some people liked "If You Were a Dinosaur, My Love" enough to put it on the Hugo ballot.) Depending on what's in the Hugo packet, there are other works I may not read - I'm not going to pay any money for a parody of niche erotica. (Nor will I pay any money to read works published by the poo-flinging monkey.)
I am going to read the rest of the fiction works (well attempt to, I'm not sure I can make it all the way through Seveneves) Are you ready? Let's do this thing.
I'm not a fan of EPH as I think it makes the whole process overly complicated and punishes individuals whose tastes happen to align. On the other hand, I like it less that Beale is trying to destroy an award because he got his feelings hurt by Scalia and the Nielsen Haydens back in 2005. It would be hilarious if it weren't so pathetic that a man who is nearly fifty has been nursing this grudge for over a decade.
I'm now going to ignore Beale's existence. I won't be voting for people who have willingly aligned themselves with his slate, but I have no intention of punishing worthy works that were added without their knowledge or consent.
No award will be getting a vigorous workout from me this year. Though it tends to get a pretty good workout from me every year since I vote no award for the categories I don't think should exist. (Looking at you, semi-pro zine and best editor: long form.)
I will be doing a Hugo read again this year though I have no intention of reading works that were written out of spite. (Though I am amused at how much it still bugs the puppies that some people liked "If You Were a Dinosaur, My Love" enough to put it on the Hugo ballot.) Depending on what's in the Hugo packet, there are other works I may not read - I'm not going to pay any money for a parody of niche erotica. (Nor will I pay any money to read works published by the poo-flinging monkey.)
I am going to read the rest of the fiction works (well attempt to, I'm not sure I can make it all the way through Seveneves) Are you ready? Let's do this thing.