The Chronicles of Davids, David Afsharirad (ed.)
Apparently, there are a lot of people named David who write good science fiction, and Baen recently decided to collect a bunch of their stories in one volume just for novelty's sake. All in harmless fun, right?
Well, if you're normal, you recognize this for what it is. But if you're a petty social justice bully, you get butt-mad because this one book doesn't meet your exacting specifications.
I find it funny - and by "funny," I mean "really freaking obnoxious and hypocritical" - that these people never live by their own rules. They keep telling us "it wasn't made for you" or "make your own" or "don't like, don't read," but as soon as someone on our side starts having what SJW's designate as Wrongfun, the knives come out.
To steal a phrase Sarah Hoyt used today on social media, it's sick-of-this-nonsense o' clock.
Today, publishing a book is insanely easy -- once you have it written, that is. The barriers to entry are essentially nonexistent if you're willing to do the work required to promote your stuff. The result? Whatever your esoteric tastes, you can probably find something to read on Amazon, the Great Bastion of Dino Porn. You don't need to force everyone else to cater to your whims.
So let me throw your platitudes back in your face, dear wokescolds: if you don't like this particular anthology, then don't purchase it. Go buy one of the many "diverse" anthologies that are out there, as I'm sure they'll be more suited to your tastes. Don't just sit there and bitch; buzz off and let other people enjoy things.
And to those on my side: this book ropes in proven talents. Buy it and enjoy.
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