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Safe Space as Rape Room: Science Fiction Culture and Childhood’s End (Part 4 of 5) –

Safe Space as Rape Room: Science Fiction Culture and Childhood’s End (Part 4 of 5)

Thursday , 24, December 2015 18 Comments

WARNING: This post deals seriously with child sexual abuse  in science fiction and extensively quotes from the work of a science fiction author who endorses, and is believed to have engaged in, criminally abusive sexual behavior. Not for the faint of heart; contains vulgarities, obscenities, and descriptions of extremely deviant and disgusting behavior. This is a grim, but factual description of the depravity that is celebrated in the science fiction world.

“Well chosen and well deserved.”

Q: Upon leaving office in 2013, When asked “What was the best part of holding this office for as long as you did?”

A: As for the best things: Well, I’m not gonna lie, it’s awesome to have picked Grand Masters.

-John Scalzi’s Presidential Exit Interview at the SFWA, 2013

That same year, when Scalzi’s successor to the presidency used his very first selection for the Damon Knight Memorial Grand Master Award on Samuel R. Delany, Scalzi broke his self-imposed “SFWA post-presidential silence” to write: “This is an award both well chosen and well deserved.”

Samuel R. Delany has been praised in the science fiction community for decades. He is also the author of Hogg, a pornographic novel that features three male characters named Cocksucker, Hogg, and Denny.

Nathan Forest Winters, 13-year old star of Clownhouse, was raped by the director, Victor Salva, who recorded the molestation using the production cameras of the studio. Winters would later go public with his story, protesting Salva’s access to children in the SF film Powder.

  • Cocksucker – the otherwise unnamed 11-year old narrator and willing sex toy to a number of youths and adults, both strangers and acquaintances. Hogg takes particular interest in him and gives him his nickname, never bothering to ask for the child’s given name.
  • Hogg – Cocksucker’s middle-aged, self-styled guardian and sex partner.
  • Denny – a mentally challenged and sexually diseased 17-year old who goes on a (graphically detailed) 32-person killing spree at the book’s climax (the “nail” below refers to a bent nail used to pierce Denny’s penis.)

Jo Walton, Campbell and World Fantasy Award Winner

John W. Campbell and World Fantasy Award-winning Jo Walton wrote for  “I could write a considered post about Delany’s significance to the field, but I’m just too enthusiastic about his work to do it in a properly calm way. I find his pornography very difficult to read, but I think his essays are wonderful. Through the Valley of the Nest of Spiders uses techniques of pornography and becomes science fiction in a way that isn’t like anything else, and while it isn’t easy to read I feel it’s worthwhile for fans of his work to keep persevering.”

Keep persevering, fans, through long passages like this:

“They call me Hogg because a hog lives dirty. I don’t wash none. And when I get hungry, I eat my own snot. I been wearin’ these clothes since winter. I don’t even take my dick out my pants to piss most times, unless it’s in some cunt’s face. Or all over a cocksucker like you. What I usually do is park the truck in the sun with the light comin’ in and piss my pants up somethin’ terrible.” The truck turned another corner; he dropped one hand from the carpeted wheel between his legs, hefted his meat around some – but I couldn’t tell if he was doing it or thinking about it. “Yeah, boy, all that nice hot stuff, running down my leg, and squirmin’ my ass around in it…I got worms, boy – had ’em ever since I was a kid. But I won’t get rid of ’em cause I like the way they make my asshole itch. I gotta drink a lot of beer and eat a lot of pizza pies and French fried potatoes to keep a gut like this and all them little fuckers fed. I got a hairy ass and it sure cakes up crusty. But I just don’t believe in wipin’ when I got a freaky little son of a bitch like you to eat it out for me. Now, how do you like that?”

Walton: “As a new writer Delany was a revelation. He’s gay and African-American and this intersectionality of experience gives his work dimensions that genre SF hadn’t seen before, and hasn’t seen enough of since. Delany’s worlds are notable for their complexity and solidity, their attention to class and sex and economics and gender and identity. Yet these things are always essential to the story of the characters—and it’s the characters and the world that shaped them that are memorable. Delany’s ability to evoke worlds from words is almost unrivaled.”

“From the split helmet, in its wet, wrinkled collar, glittering yellow arched away, splashed the dashboard. Hogg’s head was back against the seat. His eyes were closed. He was taking great, gasping breaths. Piss ran along the dashboard’s underside, dripping–onto Hogg’s knee, onto Denny’s. Denny ran his hand down his stained pants leg to where it was wetting, then put his fingers in his mouth.
Piss dripped the dashboard onto my back.
I opened my mouth and moved it into his hot water. It broke, warm, on my face.”

“Virtuosity and courage”

Cat Rambo, President of the SFWA:
“Delany is amazing. Moments in his writing blow me away, make me stop and marvel how he’s constructed them. He awes me with his virtuosity and courage in writing.” – Cat Rambo, current President of the SFWA

Cat Rambo, Current President of the SFWA

Let’s look at that virtuosity and courage. As they serve accessory to Denny’s brutal, hours-long spree of mass murder, Hogg chats with him and provides the younger boy’s sexual services to him:

“I kept on killin’ ’em…But i didn’t come you know? It hurt…But it didn’t make me shoot…”

Hogg grinned at me. “Go on, cocksucker. Take it out.” He took his hand away.
Denny’s fell back on his thigh like a muddy claw.
I turned on the seat and pulled open Denny’s fly.
It looked awful. It was all swollen, and a funny color, even in the half-dark. When I took it out, it was stiff, but not like a hard-on. It was just leathery; it wobbled on his groin. The head was bulged up around the nail so there wasn’t any space left. The foreskin was stretched tight and didn’t move at all…
I took his balls out too. They were very hot. His cock was almost chilly.
I opened my mouth and bent.
Denny grunted.”

Gardner Dozois:

Founding editor of The Year’s Best Science Fiction Anthology, and former editor of Asimov’s, Gardner Dozois

“It may be that Delany’s interest in expressing sexual matters in his work was always there, but that he couldn’t get away with publishing it, in an A-list trade book, much before Dhalgren, just as Heinlein’s interest in sex was clearly always there, but he couldn’t get away with putting much of it into his books before the publishing environment had changed (and perhaps until he’d become enough of a bestselling author that he could refuse to cut it from the text and get away with it). People don’t remember how prudish a field SF was.”

“Denny’s cock tasted cold and salty. Denny moved his hands to my hair, jerkily, shifted his buttocks on the seat, lifted them a little. The bent nail clicked my back teeth, I reached under his ass with one hand and found Hogg’s already kneeding a scrawny buttock that seemed like it had too much bone in it.”

“Nicest person in the world.”

Rich Horton, editor and fan, lionized Delany at an author forum: “I’ve never met Delany (having only come to conventions somewhat late, and even now only to Midwest conventions), but just reading him he seems like about the nicest person in the world.”

“Come on,” Hogg said. Get up boy. I’m gonna beat you across the butt. Then I’m gonna fuck you. Then I’m gonna beat your butt some more.”

“All right–” Denny tried to stand without pulling out my face.
…Hogg’s buckle clinked. The belt hissed from its loops.
I took Denny’s cock to the clotted hair.
Hogg grunted. “Here you go, motherfucker!”
Crack! and Denny swayed. “Shit!” he whispered.


Nebula-winning Rachel Swirsky, Hugo-nominated author of the anti-bigotry short story, If You Were a Dinosaur, My Love

Rachel Swirsky (whose fictionalized commentary on racial prejudice and violence earned her a Hugo Award nomination) on Delany’s Grand Master prize:

“As someone who got to support Steven Gould in his choice of Delany, I’d like to start off by saying, “Yay!”

 “I used to suck off a sad-looking thirteen-year-old spic named Pedro, who wore his dad’s baggy pants I don’t think he ever changed…
Squatting, I’d nose between the brass teeth to smell his sweat. He would push penis, both testicles, and the two little fingers of his left hand into my mouth. Holding his thin hips, I troweled my tongue inside his foreskin till, leaning and grunting, he would spurt his greasy juice and, quickly limp, a tablespoon of urine.”

“Then he got his fifteen-year-old sister, Maria, made her lie on her back, pulled her new skirt up, her stained panties down, and wedged his chin between her thighs, blinking his eyes over her cunt hair. “Look at her.” (There was powdery gray on his head; I’d already done him once that morning.)”

Later, Maria’s father finds her in rape room, and joins in.

“Maria’s hands kept moving on, under, and around her father’s shoulders but you couldn’t really tell if she was trying to push him off, but was scared to, or hold him on, but was scared of that too…her bent knees sagged and recovered at his sides as he began to hunch and grunt.”

While this is happening, the 11-year old narrator is beaten by a spectator:

“I got down on the floor and caught the bruised head of his cock in my mouth and five fists in the face, before rat realized I was trying to suck him. When I took it all the way to the red crotch hairs sticking through the zipper, he nearly lost his balance.

“Oh, shit…!” he whispered, squatting, his knuckles on the floor. “Look at daddy fuck on his little spic bitch!” Seven more thrusts spilled Rat’s load.

A final note on the text: lest you think the satanic Hogg finds redemption, retribution or any other consequences for his life and career as a ‘rapist for hire’ and molester, he does not. The murder conspiracy gets away with it, presumably to continue, unreflecting, on sheer scatological abuse.

The introduction to the novel makes it clear that the reader is intended to have sympathy and understanding for the “monster” Hogg and his gang of rapists (although, none, apparently, for the “willing” child victims.) This is a fundamental principle of the advocates, and it is an idea that has been mainstreamed in such prominent media as Salon. It is the point of the spear – the cruel idea that separates those who would defend civilization, and those who would destroy it.

Hogg is only one of Delany’s sadistically abusive ‘pornographic’ novels.

Delany has made it clear that he fundamentally believes that sex between adults and children is not necessarily harmful, that even prisons are where pedophiles are outnumbered 9 to 1 by “horny teenagers.” When Will Shetterly began his dialog with Delany, it was no doubt a gentleman’s attempt to give Delany the space he needed to clarify or repudiate his old quotes in favor of NAMBLA. Shetterly posed good questions, and Delany answered them honestly (see also supplement 1 to this series. But no journalist had ever asked him these things before: it fell on the SF community to do the follow-up, and only Shetterly stepped forward.

He missed a question though, and that’s no crime. It was a casual conversation borne out of curiosity. What is borderline criminal is that no one else – not in SF journalism, academia or fandom has ever bothered to ask the obvious. Delany’s extreme stance should have, at some point in his career, certainly within the last twenty years, inspired a single, simple question.

So I’ll ask it here, to Samuel Delany: “You assert there is no harm in a mutual sexual relationship between an adult and a child, so have you ever had sexual relations, as an adult, with an individual under the age of 18?”

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  • pdwalker says:

    Sick, and evil.

  • Blue SFF Reader says:

    Delaney excerpts: smacks of amateur Internet porn site content versus what SFWA claims is literature. If this is the “way of life” Delany supports in Meat Space, he needs to repent or find a millstone.

    Begs the question of how much of the SFWA is knowingly and actively complicit in this criminal abuse (Breen) because they support it, and how much is “go-along, get-along” because they don’t dare tell the Emperor about that new tailor for fear of being cast out of royal favor?

    Regardless, it’s clear why the SJWs are living in the fetid, swampy side of SFF: they like it there.

  • JDC says:

    Lord Jesus, come quickly.

  • Andrew says:

    I just wanted to thank you guys for talking about this. I myself am a survivor and have no Earthly idea why this stuff isn’t talked about by the other “side” in this. It makes me a bit sick to talk about it or read about it, but given the kind of fiction I enjoy reading it always sort of worms its way back into my attention. I also get a sort of garbage feeling if I say nothing or at least don’t voice my support for people speaking out.

    Granted, I disagree with a lot of what you guys have to say a lot of the time, but bless you for saying this and I happily defend and support your right to say the rest. I’m very sad of late to see that ideas are now held as either dangerous or above reproach. As if we are all not made poorer by the silence of a refusal to debate. I hold your willingness to talk about this as proof absolute of the necessity of maintaining diversity of ideas so that there are always people around to call out other people for doing horrible things. The other “side” deserves to be called out on this and I thank you for continuing to do so.

    Thank you, sincerely.

    • Daniel says:


      You are more than welcome. The fact that predators exploit the natural silence that any group may exhibit on this issue is the motivating reason for speaking up. Pedophilia doesn’t go away from organizations on its own: it must be driven out.

      • Andrew says:

        I’ve had some experience with the recovery process and “Safe Spaces” (which are actually supposed to be places where you go to confront and process really horrible things so you can put them in context and move on with your life) so please let me know if I can be of any assistance. I can’t say as I would be “happy” to help, but I can’t seem to find a lot of people speaking up about this and I’d kind of feel like garbage for not making the offer. So if there’s anything you need to know about what happens on the victim side that you don’t know already, or if you’d like assistance with finding resources for that consider me at your disposal.

  • CPE Gaebler says:

    As of now, only the Supplement 1 link in the text works. The one at the end is broken.

  • Hohokam says:

    This article in general – and Dozois’ comments in specific – helps me understand why I no longer purchase modern SF: perverts and enablers have gained publishing power, and have turned the genre into their personal playground. When I tried to get back into SF in the mid-2000s, I started off with Dozois’ yearly collection … and was promptly annoyed at how the pacing of stories would be ruined by the seemingly obligatory insertion of “non prudish” (to paraphrase Dozois) elements that were irrelevant to plot or character development. These distractions make the collection as a whole read as amateurish with a light creepy undertone. I shifted over to Hartwell’s yearly collection and found the selection a bit less annoying, but the overall quality of both of those collections remained poor. Hartwell’s collection is apparently no more, and I couldn’t care less if Dozois goes away. If there is going to be a renaissance of quality SF, it will have to come from publishers with a mindset that the sort of writing represented by Delany’s doesn’t have any sort of merit other than that of studying a deranged mind. It is beyond me how anybody can read his work and not get creeped out and repulsed; to praise such an author’s works makes me seriously question the mental health of the persons quoted above. The overall trend of SF sales now makes sense: most readers don’t want our SF with a serving of creepy pervert.

  • Stephen Ward says:

    No. Just no. Where’s the rope?

  • TheRedSkull says:

    This is what God called reprobates. There is no salvation for them, only Hell.

    Naturally the worst offenders are a mulatto and a feminist shrike.

    When a nation abandons God’s law, this results. Westboro has a point.

  • Dave of Mars says:

    These creeps want to replace stories of good yet flawed people in bad situations with unrepentant horrible people in even worse situations.

    I would give them some credit, barely, if they at least showed their debauchery in a positive light, but they’re so broken they can’t even do that. It’s degeneracy, sickness and pain all the way down.

    Don’t believe for a moment that Delany wants to have “happy” relations with children – just look at his fiction. There isn’t a capacity for happiness in such a mind. Beauty doesn’t originate from garbage.

  • Victor F. Michaelson says:

    Read till my stomach flopped, then I skipped to the next section and repeated the process.

    People who think all deserve life do not grasp evil.

  • Kull says:

    I was hoping one of those kids in the excerpts would turn into a dinosaur and slaughter his abuser. I guess in sff lately that fate is reserved for rednecks alone. Pity.

    • Daniel says:

      No, the kid remains in perpetual sexual servitude, and aids and abets the juvenile serial killing rapist in evading capture for 30+ graphic murders (the media search for the brutalized 1-year old baby is a hellish exercise in misery) while being sexually abused, and Hogg gets off again and again, before riding away in total victory. Reading the book for this series made me think less of the human race. Those who sing his praises are living in the House of Stairs, humiliating themselves for food pellets…at best.

  • Zippy says:

    I knew he was bad, but I had no idea.

    How is this of any literary or artistic or aesthetic or any value at all.

    These passages literally made me ill. Cannot imagine the kind of person who would find this worthwhile, much less arousing.

  • Daniel,

    My thanks for putting all of this together. I cannot imagine that it was easy, but you have done us all a great service by ripping the mask off the abominable evil that controls the heart of “mainstream” sci-fi and fantasy publishing and fandom.

    It was really horrifying to read through all of this- I simply couldn’t read the direct quotes from Breen’s and Delaney’s works- and I felt physically sick after going through parts 1-3.

    Part 4 above, though, gave me some idea of what Hell must be like.

    I cannot even imagine what it must have done to you to put all of that together. I pray for your soul, as I pray for the souls of the victims who were abused by these monsters.

  • Aeoli Pera says:

    You are doing good work here. Any sign of pedophilia is grounds for destruction in my book, but when this stuff is tolerated (celebrated even) then the behaviors are allowed to probe the depths of human imagination.

    Probably the same will happen to the BDSM community now that it has achieved societal acceptance.

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