


The Hugos should be awarding the fun books, the popular books rather than the books well loved by critics. Recent Hugo winners and nominees include books that question gender, race and class, and writers like Larry Correia, who runs a gun shop and likes to shoot guns in his spare time (like, really likes to shoot guns) feel there’s not enough old fashioned ass-kicking and shooting going around, and very much not enough veiled (or not so veiled) xenophobia and misogyny. Their moniker is “sad puppies” or “rabid puppies” (technically two different groups, practically indistinguishable) and they feel they have to protest what they feel is boring, politically correct fiction.

If you don’t feel like clicking on links ( another good take is here), the even shorter version is this: dismayed by a distorted perception of who is being fêted by the prize-giving crowd in science fiction, a group of mediocre-to-terrible writers have set up a list of “preferred” writers. The magnificent Adam Roberts has summarized the affair succinctly here. So if you are not following what’s happening in English-language science fiction, it’s quite likely you missed quite a solid amount of drama.
