Stuff not about kittens.

I have not been posting much in the way of political and social stuff lately. I've had my hands more than full lately, and they will continue to be that way straight through Yule, I think, as I am entering my busy season (and also my favorite, wherein I voluntarily spend at least 10 hrs in the studio a day because I love fall just that much). But I have been paying attention to the news and suffice it to say I want to beat people over the head with a big club for using the term "Obama's death panels." The "grassroots" (read: insurance company-funded) tv ads that talk about how Obama wants your little old granny to suffer make me want to choke a bitch. It's deliberate misinformation, and I am fucking tired of dealing with these people. I am fucking tired of these being the rich assholes who get to control shit. And beyond that bit of swearing, that's all that I have really time for right now, though I will continue to pay attention.

Also, I'm just posting this to further the word-- linkses to people who've actually written thoughtful, measured responses to johncwright, the Tor writer who went on an unbelievably vitriolic homophobic rant that he deleted after getting about 10 pages of both reasoned answers and "I will never buy your books ever ever ever again." Alas, the internet is forever, and here is a screencap.

Responses:
catvalente / Cat Valente - An Open Letter
naamah_darling - A Closed Letter
The Sodomite Hal Duncan - An Open Letter to John C. Wright

So, y'know. I know I have a booklist about twenty kajillion books long right now, but I DO read sf/fantasy for the bulk of my pleasure reading, and this guy joins Orson Scott Card and a lot of this year's racefailers on the list of people I will never ever ever monetarily support. (And also for my reference, because I haven't gotten around to it yet and have a tendency to accidentally close browser tabs, when people refer to his wife's recent shenanigans, this is what they are talking about.)

Anyhow. That's what I've been thinking about in the tiny little space of my mind not currently occupied by kittens, jewelry, and wedding.