This turned out a bit longer than I intended.
I was originally going to go through Defend Europa’s entire three-part essay, “The Great Replacement”, but unfortunately just tackling the first part ended up being way more in-depth than I intended, so I’m letting this post stand on its own (parts two and three seem to mostly parrot the same talking points anyway).
It’s time to revisit our friends at Defend Europa (sorry, “Evropa”), who recently launched a brand new site! How exciting. Let’s see what’s getting them hot and bothered this time.
You’ve probably noticed that there hasn’t been a lot of content on this blog over the last six months or so. As I’ve alluded to several times, I’m currently dealing with ongoing health problems, the nature of which make not just writing about books, movies, games and all the fun media we usually cover here, but even just digesting them for review, extremely difficult. This naturally means that there’s not a lot I could actually write about even if I had the energy to do so (I know it doesn’t look like it, but those Let’s Read posts actually take a fair bit of effort).
However, I do want to try and stay productive in some way, even just to alleviate my own boredom. Recently, I got all Mad Online about some alt-right people getting Mad Online about a video game, and the experience of getting outraged over other people’s outrage was kind of cathartic. The world sort of turned into total bullshit at the same time as my own personal life, and I’m not saying that pushing back against the rising tide of right-wing extremism will somehow alleviate my own health problems through a hitherto unknown process of psychological transference, thus earning me a Nobel prize in medicine, but isn’t it worth a shot?
They give you money when you win one of those things, did you know that?
Anyway, there are a lot of anti-immigration memes doing the rounds at the moment on social media, meme images being the primary knowledge currency of the alt-right, and I thought we could have some fun debunking them. Yes, I know it’s not what people come to this blog for, but I do have a big video-game related post I’ve been working on slowly for a while, which should go up some time later this month. If you’re not interested in the #Politics, stick around for that.
Ronan is still unable to do anything requiring effort due to health issues, but then he got Mad Online and managed, by herculean effort, to pull this blog post together.
Could this really be happening again?
First the anxious checking and re-checking of news and opinion pieces, looking for some sign of certainty amid the noise. Going to bed, content that in the end reason would prevail. Waking to a text message telling me that the world had changed for the worse while I slept. And finally the shock, the disbelief, the creeping dread.
Once again, a majority of voters has pushed their country down a patently absurd course. Once again, everyone will be worse for it. And once again, the suffering will be nowhere near equal, as the oppressed and the marginalized are punished for the audacity of existing, and of refusing to do so in silence.
Brexit was the rattle of the window-panes and the first, distant howling of the wind; now the gale has arrived, and the rafters are coming down around us to rapturous applause.
If you can look at this image without cringing so hard your skeleton collapses in on itself, I will mail you €10
I’m laid up in bed with the ills at the moment, so why not have a bit of fun at the expense of Vox Day (aka Theodore Beale) and his Rabid Puppies?
If you’re lucky enough to not know what I’m talking about, this Gizmodo article does a good job of quickly breaking down the story. I was intrigued to see that Beale had put a congratulatory post on his blog outlining the many ways that his second failure to secure Hugo awards for books published by his own vanity press (for example, whatever the fuck this is) was somehow a victory for the forces of traditional SFF, and I thought it might be fun to take a little dip into this sad, pathetic, very sad corner of the internet.
MY BROTHER’S BOOK IS AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE
THIS IS NOT A DRILL
THIS IS NOT A DRILL