A great bard by the name of Toni Morrison said it best, “I’m always annoyed about why black people have to bear the brunt of everybody else’s contempt. If we are not totally understanding and smiling, suddenly we’re demons.”
A few years back I had a major Come To Jesus moment while promoting my debut novel, Hollowstone.
My editor dropped some truth which rocked me to my core. When you make an artistry, a national pastime, an Olympic event, out of delivering epic takedowns to evil racist white folks both online and in person, your reputation tends to proceed you.
For the life of her, my editor couldn’t understand how I managed to have garnered so many enemies. After all, according to her, I’ve always been very regal, intelligent and amicable. Then she saw some of the exchanges and this was her expression.
“Oh I see why they hate you,” she said after a reading a few exchanges. “You talk to them as equals. More than that, you talk down to them. The same way white people usually talk down to minorities. A black person is never supposed to talk down to white people. That goes against everything we’re taught.”
Which is why more than a few have gotten a few irate at my tone this past week on Gail Simone’s social media page. Which is also why I was left with little option than to hold aloft my sword and transform into Midnighter.
In which this yours truly explains why he’s not here for M/M romance, kiddie porn or its bigoted white authors.
[Midnighter Mode in 3……2…….1………]
“See, I’ve had a lot of people talking at me in the last few days. Everyone just lining up to tell me how unimportant I am. And I’ve finally figured out why. Power. I have it. They don’t. This bothers them.”
Being a gay author of color in the speculative fiction is never easy.
As previously stated, for me, I have to be cautious of what venues I venture in, because it’s not unlike walking through gen pop, where you constantly have to look over your shoulder to make sure an inmate or warden doesn’t attempt to shank you. Or a better analogy would be making sure that while you’re always outnumbered, that you’re never outgunned like my patronus Midnighter here.
So let’s talk about Chuck Dixon and why he fails as both a writer and a human being.
I read Dixon’s work for years long before I learned how outspoken he is about his hatred and disdain for LGBTQs and people of color.
Even way back yonder I always felt his work to be mediocre at best and never understood why he received all the hype he got: Gail Simone’s run of the Birds of Prey was far superior and what he did to Outsiders was unforgivable.
Needless to say I had misgivings about Dixon penning Grifter & Midnighter but against my better judgment I decided to give the miniseries a chance. After all, maybe Dixon would surprise me, in a positive way.
The verdict: trust your instincts.
It gets better…….