John Scalzi has posted that Edmund Schubert, editor of Intergalactic Medicine Show, has pulled his name from Hugo consideration in response to the Puppies slates – most particularly, the Rabid Puppies version.

I have one thing I must, again, call out. Mr. Schubert predictably defends Orson Scott Card against the various people who have boycotted Mr. Card’s works on the basis of Mr. Card’s political activities, saying:

…when the Puppies say they feel shut out because of their politics, it’s hard for me to not empathize because I’ve seen IGMS’s authors chastised for selling their story to us, simply because of people’s perceptions about the publisher’s personal views. I’ve also seen people refuse to read any of the stories published in IGMS for the same reason. … The truth is that Card is neither devil nor saint; he’s just a man who wants to support writers and artists—and he doesn’t let anything stand in the way of that.

A man who wants to support writers and artists, and, incidentally, have a history of saying that queers should be illegal, and was still only a few short years ago actively working as a board member of a national organisation founded to fight LGBT equality.

Yeah, sure, he’s given up. He’s quit, he’s admitted he’s lost the fight. Not that he’s sorry, mind you; just that he’s lost. Regardless, people who defend Mr. Card keep eliding over that whole history, like it’s some sort of no-big-deal look-how-silly he was. Like personal politics shouldn’t matter at all, even when those personal politics involve making people like me illegal.

Edmund Schubert says he’s published queer authors in Intergalactic Medicine Show, and will continue to do so, and he says that’s with the full support of Mr. Card. Also stories by and of women, and various racial groups and religions. That’s good.

But I’ve got an assortment of assaults and a hospital visit and more money than I want to think about and years of lost time and decades of living in various degrees of fear all spent fighting for my legal and occasionally physical life against Mr. Card’s allies, and, to a lesser degree, Mr. Card himself. He and his friends on the social right have quite literally cost me and millions like me untold amounts of both blood and treasure.

And his erstwhile allies still are, across the globe, American fundamentalists exporting their religion of hate, getting execution laws passed, spreading the same lies they weren’t able to sell at home any longer.

So don’t expect that to stop mattering to me. And never, ever, dare tell me that it shouldn’t matter. Because, maybe, for you, it doesn’t have to. But to me? That’s quite a luxury. One I will never have.

eta: Hugo Award voting has commenced. I recommend voting for NO AWARD over any slated candidate this year, and voting for any and all candidates you think worthy above that line. I maintain that it is the only way we have of preventing being overrun by slates every year until and unless rules changes are made.

eta2: Rather belatedly, hello again, File 770 readers! Despite all the Hugo Award political slate posts as of late, I’m mostly a geek musician; you can play our new album with the gadget in the upper left, or pick tracks on Bandcamp. Welcome!