Tacare Consensu- Jason Cordova
Once upon a time (let’s call it 1983) in a land far away (California), a young boy was molested for almost a year by his mother’s at-the-time boyfriend every night while she was away at work. The man told the little boy that he needed to check on him, per doctor’s orders, and his mom said it was okay. The little boy, being of the trusting sort, let the adult do whatever he wanted. The grownup was eventually caught, tried, and convicted… of 6 months in a mental rehab center, where he would be discharged 4 months later since whatever was wrong with him was cleared and he was “cured”. Meanwhile, the little boy was moved out of the home and into a group home, where he would bounce from group home to group home until he was emancipated at the age of 17, after finally getting a brief shot at a foster home.
The grown man served 4 months, the young boy served 13 years. Somehow, the wrong person was punished.
But how, you may be asking as that small, cold sliver of hate is infiltrating your soul, is that relevant to today? The young boy obviously dealt with it better than most (indeed he did, at the cost of his sanity for X number of years), so why would it matter in this day and age?
Because someone decided to write a wonderful, glowing piece on Marion Zimmer Bradley about how she has helped so many people, and her being a classic icon in modern feminism, and…. oh yeah, being a pedophile enabler and a child molester herself.
Fuck your trigger warnings. Buck up, buttercup, because shit just got real.
It came to light these past few weeks after Tor.com wrote a glowing piece about Marion Zimmer Bradley that MZB’s daughter, Moira Greyland, came out about how her mother abused her when she was a child (in addition to defending the abuse her ex-husband committed on young boys, and then showed no remorse or sympathy for the victims – per her own daughter’s words). And you know what? People are still defending MZB and saying that her actions in life should not be taken into consideration when people think about her, and instead, they should focus on the writings in her books and that only.
That is some twisty logic right there. Oh, wait, that’s not logic – that’s apologia.
Now it’s one thing to ignore someone’s politics while reading their work (I love Eric Flint’s books, but he’s a card-carrying communist). It’s quite another to ignore what they do as a human being. I mean, they tried that once, and look how well THAT turned out (see the curious case of Jack Unterweger, prostitute murderer and literati darling). There are monsters, very real and ugly monsters, and yet for some reason people will defend their actions or, worse yet, try to obfuscate them.
So who is the real monster: the person who committed the acts, or the apologist explaining the acts and even, in some cases, justifying them?
Yes, you there, defending MZB because you enjoyed her books– you’re a monster, too. You use psychology to defend her actions, you claim her ignorance was a product of the way she was raised, you state that her dislike for sexual favors from her ex was a result of her inherent lesbianism (yes, someone stated that) and she could not possibly understand what her husband was forcing a child to do. You are as much of the problem as the actual perpetrator is, because you are an enabler There’s a special little place for you.
(oddly enough, if someone accused of racism tried the classic “oh, I’m just product of a different era” excuse, people would be jumping on that so quickly that it would make heads spin and babies cry)
But frighteningly enough, here is someone far worse here. A… parasitic disease which has wormed its way into what some call Modern Progressive Liberalism (which has corrupted the meaning of the word “liberal”, but that’s for another day). The disease is in plain sight, yet nobody speaks of it lest they incur the wrath of the MPLs. It’s the people within SFWA who aren’t 100% true believers but watch guys like Larry Correia get attacked– and do nothing. They’re the women who watch as Feminists viciously attack Sarah Hoyt– and say nothing. They are enablers of the worst sort. They are… dun dun duuuun… Tacare Consensu, the Silent Consent (rough translation; my Latin sucks and I had to use Google). They see it happening and ignore it. They know what has happened but say nothing, do nothing, and allow others to “circle the wagons” to protect someone who should be dragged through the mud, tarred and feathered publicly, and rode out of town.
And it is a disease, one that seems to infest members of the SFWA. There has been no call to excommunicate Samuel Delaney, 2013 Grand Master of the SFWA (and… wait for it… proponent of NAMBLA – the North American Man-Boy Love Association), no call to kick him out. There has been little effort to do much of anything, actually. Hence, the full-force arrival (or… absence of, depending on how you look at things) of SFWA’s Tacare Consensu (I really hope I got that translation correct). You know what? Someone suggested that the Nebula Award should be renamed NAMBuLA and I, for one, completely and totally agree with it.
Look, I know that most members of SFWA are simply thrilled to be part of an organization that condones and endorses child molestation. I know that they back their organization 100% despite the organization which was designed to protect them from predatory publishers and agents allow those predatory publishers and agents to be members as well. I’m sure they’re glad to get lumped into the same group as the race baiters and hate mongers simply so they can call themselves “professionals”. Hell, why wouldn’t they want to be part of a group that, if one uses the same logic they use against people like me, is totally cool with pederasts.
After all, they’re silently complicit.
Just like the neighbors of that little boy were back in 1983…