> > Then
> > David Foster Wallace suggests Hogg is proof of Delany's misogyny and
> > of his being a misognyist.
>Can you provide a reference for this review?
Yeah, I'd like to see that also.
> > Then, Thomas Disch of all people describes
> > The Mad Man as Delany's "nadir" and says that its "doubtful thesis is
> > that HIV is not the cause of AIDS." What the fuck?
Possibly Disch misread. There is (at least in the first edition) a definite
intention, supported by a rather controversial medical study reprinted as
an appendix, to suggest that blowjobs are not high-risk behavior, that
HIV is primarily transmitted through buttfuckery. Delany _is_ correct in
his suggestion (here and elsewhere) that this study should have been
followed up, whether to confirm or deny.
>in the last 20 years has become quite infamous for his sf criticism,
>which many consider full of cheap shots and ad hominems, and generally
>dismissive of the genre as immature and sub-literary.
Actually, I -- as a huge reader and fan and occasional writer of SFF --
find Disch's criticism acute and accurate. It is also merciless.
Disch managed to offend me, just once, and it wasn't with an essay
but a poem, in which he punctured the (admittedly) muzzy mysticism
of Herb Varley's short story "The Persistence of Vision" in a way that
was very cruel, not to Varley, but to his then-wife, who was chairbound.
>See chiefly his book "The Dreams Our Stuff is Made of" (I think that's the
>title), though there is a more recent one, I think, that I have not had a
Oh, well, I'll go the full distance and recommend "Dreams" highly. It's
ascerbic, funny, and pinpoints everything wrong with the ultramontane
form of SFF triumphalism. It isn't anti-SF; it's anti-"SF is the One True
Literary Form for the Twenty-first Century."
Incidentally, I also highly recommend Disch's more recent novels,
such as "The M.D.," "The Priest," and "The Substitute." They're vicious
urban horror novels with a satirical streak a mile wide.