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Interview With David A Riley

April 20, 2016 by David Dubrow 18 Comments

(Interested readers can check out my earlier post on the David A Riley/Bram Stoker Awards dust-up here.)

Horror author and publisher David A Riley was gracious enough to consent to an interview, which I am posting in its entirety.

You’ve been a member of the Horror Writer’s Association for some time. You were also on the Board of Trustees. During that time, did anyone express any concerns about your political views?

No one. Several years ago, when the HWA forum was considerably livelier than now, I was a frequent participant in discussions on it, and no one so much as mentioned my political views, either what they are now or what they were in the past.

Do you have previous experience serving on an awards jury?

I served on the [Bram Stoker] awards jury for First Novels several years ago. So far as I am aware my participation was viewed satisfactory by everyone concerned and I found it easy to do what was expected to the best of my abilities. There were no complaints.

Why did you withdraw from the jury of the Bram Stoker Award for Best Anthology?

Because, as I saw it, that was the best thing to do for the good of the HWA. There is nothing prestigious or glamorous about being a juror. It does involve a lot of unpaid, unseen, arduous work reading an enormous number of books by authors or publishers or, in the case of anthologies, editors, keen to have their books included amongst the finalists for the Stoker awards. Of course the juries cannot add more than a few books, but it does mean reading all those submitted, good, bad or indifferent. I know from when I was a juror for First Novels this can be a hell of a chore. Standing down, therefore, was easy – it saved me a lot of hard work, some of it far from enjoyable. I only put my name forward because the HWA sent out a last minute email appealing for volunteers from active members for this position. I thought I was helping the HWA by stepping forward, never realising the reaction stirred up by certain individuals, some of whom already had a personal grudge against the HWA and are not even members.

Tell us about the UK’s National Front Party. What drew you to it?

I joined in 1973. At that time it was widely viewed as a patriotic nationalist party with serious concerns about the high numbers of immigrants who were coming into the UK at the time. Amongst its members were a number of retired senior servicemen from the Armed Forces, clergymen, teachers and other professionals. The chairman of the nearest branch to me had just defected as a leading member of the Conservative Association in Blackburn. It had a pseudo-respectability in its early days which only gradually disappeared over the years. It denied being fascist, having a totally democratic internal structure, including annual elections for all officers. Splits at the top, though, happened a lot over the years, the most devastating coming only three or four months after I resigned from it. After each split many of our best members would become disillusioned and leave. The skin-headed thug was not typical by a long shot in the earlier years. Unfortunately, as violence against the party escalated over time, these became far more predominant.

I would add that I was involved in the north west of England, far from the party’s headquarters in London and the people I worked with were local. We only had intermittent involvement with anyone from the leadership and were more or less left to get on with things as we saw fit. Also, you did develop a sort of siege mentality over the years, so that exposés about the party’s leadership were generally viewed as smears, a bit like the reaction, I would imagine, goes on in groups like the Scientologists.

Are you still part of the UK National Front?

I resigned in 1983 and have not been involved since.

A lot of people have characterized you as a fascist. Would you say that’s a fair description of your politics?

No.  It’s an easy label to flash around, usually by those who are fascists themselves, particularly from the left. Fascists don’t believe in free speech and try to suppress it for their opponents. I have never in my life tried to do that. They are also prepared to use physical violence against their political opponents. I was never involved in anything like that. I would add that during the time I was involved in the party any member who associated with a neo-nazi group, either in Britain or overseas, faced expulsion. This, I can confirm, was enforced.

Do you feel as though you have anything to apologize for in regard to your politics, past or present?

Who should I apologize to? To those who have been baying for my blood? Most of the people involved in this debate come from the States. Since I have never been involved in politics there I should certainly not have to apologise to them. Do I regret having spent those years that I did in the National Front? Yes. If I had my time over again I would not do it. But the early seventies were a different time. Still recovering from its loss of empire, Britain was in a poor state, with strikes, the three-day week, regular power cuts, uncollected rubbish bags piling on the streets, the danger of Militant Tendency (the extreme left) taking over the Labour Party, unprecedented numbers of people arriving from overseas and the air that something had to give, that the country was on the brink of collapse. By the time I left the National Front we had Thatcher. A year later I took part in a non-party march through Blackburn against her notorious Poll Tax.

In your professional career as a writer and publisher, has anyone questioned your competence because of your political views?

Till this recent fracas, no.

Have you ever refused to work with anyone in the writing industry because of his or her politics, race, or religion?

No, that would not make sense and I have never done it. Even when I was involved in politics I never treated anyone differently because of their politics, race or religion. As a small press publisher I have twice paid for artwork from Vincent Chong, one of my favourite artists. I am currently working with a young black British writer over publishing a collection of his stories. I mentioned this elsewhere recently and had it thrown back in my face as being the equivalent of someone saying “I have black friends therefore I am not a racist”. Take a look at how many small press publishers in the UK have books written by black authors. I have only been publishing for just over fifteen months and before this year is out at least one of my books will be by a black writer. I don’t need to do it. I could so easily have turned him down. The fact is I like his work and would be proud to publish it. Which is the only thing that matters. End of story. Re politics, a writer who happily admits to having been a member of the extreme-left wing Trotskyist group, the Socialist Workers Party, approached me for a story to be included in a charity anthology he was putting together. I sent him one and it was included. I have also helped to advertise the book. His politics, past or present, meant nothing to me and I was more than willing to help.

What would you tell a writer who is considering joining the HWA?

Weigh up the pros and cons, what the HWA can do for you, then make your decision, but study what it can do for you carefully and don’t be put off by those who seem to spend inordinate amounts of time decrying it, often for very selfish reasons. Make your own mind up from the facts. I have been a member for ten years and have not regretted it, in spite of the recent controversy. There are a lot of good people in the HWA and if you need help, particularly as a new writer, it’s there to be had.

Thank you very much for your time.

At the end of the week I’ll provide some analysis. Stay tuned.

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David A Riley and the HWA

April 18, 2016 by David Dubrow 15 Comments

At times it’s interesting to get under the hood of the writing business and see how the sausage is made, to mix cliched metaphors. This issue happens to concern horror writers, so it has particular meaning for me at this time.

In short, an English horror author named David A Riley was set to be on the jury for the anthology segment of the upcoming Bram Stoker Awards. As it turns out, Riley was once a member of a far-right, nationalist political party in the UK called the National Front. A Tumblr blog was created to curate some of Riley’s online commentary, titled David Andrew Riley Is a Fascist. Wikipedia’s entry on National Front can be found here.

When outraged members protested Riley’s appointment to the jury, Horror Writers Association President Lisa Morton issued a tepid statement on Facebook that satisfied nobody. As is so often the case, the most arresting thing wasn’t the statement, but the ensuing discussion. Three distinct elements stood out and are worth examination.

First, what you’ll find throughout the discussion is a great deal of virtue-signaling. Virtue-signaling is the same as moral preening (my favorite euphemism) or polishing one’s moral bona-fides. When you loudly proclaim on social media how awful something is to display how virtuous you are for proclaiming on social media how awful something is, that’s virtue-signaling. The thread is chock-a-block with virtue-signaling about how awful Riley’s views are, how the organization mustn’t be tarred with his brush, how the HWA is”problematic” for not sprinting away from Riley fast enough (as if the mob can ever be outrun), concern-trolling about the HWA’s reputation, and other instances of moral preening.Kate Jonez

Second, the thread has really big buts. The biggest but is, of course, “I believe in free speech, but…” A clever reader always ignores everything before the but in any statement containing a but. Anyone who puts his big but into the free speech discussion is not on the side of free speech, but is actually in favor of criminalizing speech he finds offensive (see what I did there?). As someone who worked at the bleeding edge of First (and Second) Amendment issues in publishing for over thirteen years, I find the big buts disturbing, but they’re there, and they stink like hell.

Finally, this comment from Kate Jonez (highlighted at File 770) caught my attention:

Like many other organizations the HWA has chosen to support free speech. This forces them to accept situations that many members would prefer not to accept. The HWA can and has removed jurors who can be documented as instigating violence or making threats, but vetting jurors’ political background is outside the scope of a writers’ organization. Who else should be removed? Should the HWA remove people who’ve spoken out against Syrian refugees, anyone who has a negative position on Affirmative Action, anyone been accused or convicted of domestic violence, anyone who has voted against gay marriage? I personally would be happy never to hear opinions from people holding these views. I don’t think people who think this way are capable of making informed decisions any more that white supremacist/fascists are.

As horrifying as this quote is, what you won’t find is anyone disagreeing with it. To the SJW, the quality of your work doesn’t matter. It’s your opinions that matter, and if you have the wrong opinions, well, you’ve got to go. Disagreement is hate. To Kate Jonez, if you disagree with the unqualified good of Affirmative Action, you can’t be trusted to judge a book properly.

I disagree with the unqualified good of Affirmative Action. I have spoken out against accepting more Syrian refugees into my country. I suspect that many of my views would make Kate Jonez horribly unhappy if she were to hear them, and according to her and her fellow travelers, I’m incapable of making informed decisions.

Keeping O’Sullivan’s Law in mind, the lack of pushback against Kate Jonez’s thinking is disturbing, but not surprising, and the HWA is likely to continue in this direction. Riley’s case is the canary in a coalmine. What we’re going to see is an expansion of what’s considered badthink to include all manner of opinions that stray from SJW boilerplate. It’s inevitable. Your writing career will be put in jeopardy if you express the wrong opinions, if it hasn’t already.

First they came for the Hugos…well, you know the drill.

Riley has since resigned from the Stoker jury.

Later this week I will publish an interview I conducted with David A Riley that discusses this dust-up. It’s really quite illuminating.

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Two-Minute Movie Review: He Never Died

April 4, 2016 by David Dubrow 1 Comment

Nothing against Black Flag, a band I’ve heard of but never listened to, but I never liked Henry Rollins: he’s a banal, socially-conscious Hollywood “rebel” who supported the Occupy movement and loudly proclaims anyone to the right of Noam Chomsky to be a sister-humping mental defective.he never died I understand that the vast majority of people in show business hold the same opinions as he does, but they’re not typically so vocal about it.

However, as Jack in the film He Never Died, he did incredible work, investing his role with a kind of humorous brutality few actors could have managed.

Jack is a shut-in, a self-directed outcast who speaks in a clipped, affectless manner and eats human flesh when he’s hungry enough. When he gets an unwelcome telephone call from an old flame, his carefully-constructed existence falls to pieces, forcing him to engage in some truly brutal, horrific violence.

What made the film so funny wasn’t Jack’s lines, but what he didn’t say and how he ignored basic social niceties because he simply does not care about the feelings of others. Combined with his size and generally frightening appearance, he can get away with that and suffer few consequences: he can’t be embarrassed, he’s not concerned about what you think, and if he gets mad at you, you’re hosed. In many respects he’s all id until his superego comes calling. Literally.

What didn’t work so well was the plot, which got clumsily shoehorned into the last half of the film; the main antagonist failed to evoke any tension and I was left at the end of the movie wondering why I should care about what happened.

Nevertheless, the rest of it is worth watching. Four out of five stars. Under the break I have some spoilers that I want to mention.

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The Five People You Meet on Facebook

March 23, 2016 by David Dubrow 1 Comment

Ah, social media. To call it a mixed bag is like calling the Rocky Mountains a group of hills. The inconsistent feedback keeps us coming back while thefacebooktoilet disappointment pushes us away. It satisfies our need for attention the way Cheetos satiate hunger, and is about as nourishing. At times it’s an overflowing, unflushed toilet, and at other times it reconnects old friends across time zones and continents. For every new friend you make, you turn off someone else. There are typically good reasons why people grow apart and lose contact, but social media throws us back together whether we like it or not.

Facebook, the big dog, continues to be a force in our lives, particularly in what we show to the world. Very, very little gets on Facebook by accident. What you post online is hardly an accurate reflection of your true self, but rather a funhouse mirror, distorting not just your own self-image, but what others see of you. Still, Facebook doesn’t create content: you do. With that in mind, let’s take a look at the five people you meet on Facebook.

  1. The Seller: He works for Herbalife. State Farm. Tupperware. Buckeye Jim’s Tractor and Feed. And you know it because he uses Facebook to tell you all about it to the exclusion of everything else. If Herbalife has a sale on Macrobiotic Fish Oil tablets (200 mg, 100 count), you’ll know it. The worst Sellers, however, the people who really get under your skin, are the ones I know best: book authors. You’re nothing but a potential sale to the Seller author: that’s why he friended you in the first place. You Like his stuff but he never Likes yours. The only posts he Likes are those written by popular authors because, let’s face it, he’s a suck-up. His wall is non-stop sales pitches. The universe of social media is out there to make him money. Never mind that it doesn’t work: he’ll make it work or die trying.
  2. The Memeing Mynah: She lives only to Share political/ideological memes, articles, cartoons, and essays written by others. At least twenty a day, obscuring your news feed into a fog of bumper sticker slogans and headlines: PROTESTERS SPOILED A TRUMP RALLY BUT YOU’LL NEVER GUESS WHAT HAPPENED NEXT, Tweets from God, Lizzy the Lezzy posts, Richard Dawkins destroying Creationists in The Guardian. Never any original content. A profile photo reflecting the current political climate: a Gadsden flag or a grinning Bernie Sanders close-up, depending on the person. Never anything else. Perhaps she might Like your approving comment, but she says nothing herself: she just links and links and links. You imagine that talking to her in person would be like listening to a 300 baud modem screech endlessly into your ear.
  3. The Sad Sack: He makes Eeyore look like Sammy Davis Jr. performing The Candy Man. Everything sucks. Facebook is merely an outlet for his endless cavalcade of complaints, particularly about work. Everyone else is stupid and he has to deal with stupid people all day long and it’s a total drag. No aspect of life fails to disappoint him. He makes you tired just by knowing he exists, but he’s your cousin or co-worker or shared a lab with you in high school so you’re obligated to remain friends with him. He wears his heart on his sleeve, but it’s always broken.
  4. The Drama Empress: When she’s not vaguebooking she’s uttering threats of revenge on unnamed haters. A good burger becomes the best dinner ever, a surly salesperson becomes the Judge of All Her Life’s Choices. Her highs reach the troposphere, her lows the Mariana Trench, and you hear about every single one of them. The transitory, prosaic moments of daily life that better-adjusted adults automatically file away as unimportant get magnified by the Drama Empress to apocalyptic proportions. A Drama Empress gathers enemies like flies on the foist of dogs by dragging innocent people into non-events in one post, and in another post wonders why people don’t like her. She’s very nice, you know. Some people are just jealous. (Men can be Drama Empresses, too, and often are.)
  5. You: And then there’s you. You don’t do these things, do you? Well, except when you do. I’ve mentioned this before, but your perception of others doesn’t make you invisible. You see them and they see you. Maybe you’re the Drama Empress. The Seller. The Sad Sack. Or, or, or…maybe not. Depends on who you talk to. Or who talks about you. You’re not that negative, are you? And you only post work stuff when something new comes out. So it’s okay, right?

Your best bet is to spend as little time on Facebook as you can get away with. Don’t you just feel better when you don’t need it?

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Why You Should Watch 2013’s The Bible

March 16, 2016 by David Dubrow 1 Comment

The Mark Burnett-produced 2013 TV miniseries The Bible is far from the best television you’ll ever see, but if you find Western culture to be at all relevant to your daily life, you have to watch it. Like it or not, the Bible and its teachings undergird much of the West’s laws, mores, and ethics, and even if you haven’t read it, you owe it to yourself to see it dramatized, even imperfectly.

Burnett’s miniseries doesn’t hide the fact that much of the Bible concerns Jews: how we (As a Jew myself, I get to use that pronoun) were chosen by God, the deeds and misdeeds of our greatest leaders and prophets, the various cultures that tried to destroy us, and why we resisted Jesus’s claims of being the Messiah. The Passover holiday figures strongly in both the story of Moses (Exodus) and centuries later, when the Sanhedrin (a Jewish council of leaders) worked with the Romans to rid Jerusalem of Jesus before Passover.

Nevertheless, the miniseries gives the Old Testament short shrift compared to the New Testament. Perhaps that’s to be understood, given that the producers are Christians and they’d naturally want to focus on what they see as the most important part of the Bible. Unfortunately, this made the earlier episodes the weakest: too many events were shoehorned into too little time, and the first half of the program suffered as a result.BibleMiniseries

  • The first episode, featuring Abraham, touched on many themes but didn’t delve into any of them: Sarah’s yearning for a child, her jealousy of Hagar, Abraham’s love for Ishmael, Abraham’s agony at God’s command to sacrifice Isaac. The angels were neat, but we didn’t need to see them slice and dice their way through Sodom to get Lot’s family out. I wanted more pathos and less blood.
  • The story of Moses took up the second episode, but there was little to recommend it: you’d be better off watching The Ten Commandments or even Prince of Egypt.
  • In the third episode, we saw the Jews, led by Joshua, fighting to claim the land God promised them, which was quite a lot of fun. It was paired with a terrible depiction of the story of Samson, which lacked any semblance of relevance. I liked the casting choices, particularly the ones that made Samson and his family black, but Delilah’s betrayal felt pro-forma and his revenge on the Philistines lacked punch.
  • Saul was decently slimy in the fourth episode, though he couldn’t hold a candle to Edward Woodward’s performance in King David. This was another ho-hum episode that simply went by the numbers. I did feel bad for Uriah, though.
  • The Old Testament wrapped up with Daniel in the fifth episode, which wasn’t bad. They didn’t include the writing on the wall, which is one of my favorite Bible stories.
  • Episodes six through ten focused on the story of Jesus, and this is where the series hit its stride. Herod was a horrible, disgusting figure, thoroughly evil. The Satan character was kind of unnecessary, creeping around on the periphery, but Pilate’s businesslike menace made up for it. Diogo Morgado made a smiling, if decent-enough Jesus, though the cheap make-up effects didn’t do the production any good with the extreme close-ups of His agonies on the Cross. (Max von Sydow is still my favorite, though a close second is Jim Caviezel.) The apostles were mostly forgettable but for Thomas (go figure). The martyrdom of the disciples in the last episode showed us that early Christianity was in great danger of being stamped out, much as Christians are right now being murdered in the Middle East. The machinations of the Sanhedrin and the Romans added depth to the presentation that the earlier episodes lacked.

What The Bible presents is not a story of individuals, but the story of us as a people, a culture. And that’s where it shines brightest. Take a look.

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New Review of The Nephilim and the False Prophet

March 14, 2016 by David Dubrow Leave a Comment

Author, youth pastor, and book reviewer Valicity Garris reviewed The Nephilim and the False Prophet at her site The Rebel Christian:

The mayhem is real in this book, definitely a notch up from the first book. If you thought the violence and the intensity had died down, I’m sorry but you’re dead wrong. I praise Dubrow on his imagination and the command of the English language with his description and detail. I don’t normally enjoy reading about guts, explosions, and bloody death but I strangely find it something to look forward to when I crack open a book from the Armageddon series.

It’s a spoiler-free review, so read the whole thing!

Interested readers can check out the first book in my Armageddon series, The Blessed Man and the Witch, right here.

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Me: Wasn't he held back a year?
8yo: Yeah. It's because he kept going to the bathroom with the door open.
Me: No way!
8yo: And girls saw.
Me: That's not right. They're not going to hold a kid back a whole year over that.
8yo: Well, that's what he told me.
Me: Sounds fishy.
8yo: I believe him.
~fin~

It's right and good to push a raft of politically correct social justice policies on everything else under the sun, but when social justice invades Hollywood, that's just a bridge too far, says Terry Gilliam. Sorry, Terry: you helped make this sandwich. EAT IT.

Rob Henderson's piece on luxury beliefs will have you nodding your head over and over again...unless you subscribe to these luxury beliefs, in which case you'll get mad.

I've made the Saturday bread from Flour Water Salt Yeast so often that I've memorized the recipe. It never disappoints. Never. The same recipe works well for pizza, too.

Liberty doesn't mean the freedom to do anything you want. The true definition of liberty is the ability to choose the good. Anything less is libertinism.

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