DO IT. You'll never know how good it feels until you do.

Love to, but it's not a public entry.

I don't remember locking it don, but there must have been a good reason.
The short version: at the NBM dinner during San Diego last year, a cartoonist's wife jiggled my boob with her forearm repeatedly after brushing it accidentally while reaching across me to shake hands with a male cartoonist. Before the dinner, I had met neither of them, though I'd heard of him.
Over my objections (it was not a loud restaurant, they could both hear me), she offered to switch hands so he could have a chance to do the same. They had changed hands and were trying to assault me again. By that time, I had my arms over my breasts and was loudly telling them to STOP.

I had to say STOP at least three times and push their arms (which were locked across me, pinning me to my chair, and smashing my arms into my breasts) away forcefully before they stopped.
I also know they heard me because people at the opposite end of the table were staring at us, trying to figure out what had happened.

I have had a lot of really upsetting shit happen to me at cons, but this was easily the worst in terms of fallout.
On the way to Anime Iowa this year, the first con I flew to in over a year, I had an anxiety attack and ended up in the bathroom for half the flight, retching and crying.
It's no coincidence that I got sick before AI last year. I developed a hacking cough, and other problems that made flying impossible--and I like AI, it's a warm, friendly relaxacon.
It was only the third time in twenty years I have cancelled an appearance. (The other two were for family emergencies.)

The behavior of the two people at dinner is directly related to the sexist culture of comics. (It's not a conspiracy--those take long-term effort and planning!) It is insidious and invisible.

And oh, how I wish I clonked their heads together like coconuts.

Asshats.

Ok...you're on the flist, have at. I mostly use my flist as a reading list that fluctuates wildly with how much time & attention I have to spare; so you may or may not stay on, and either way it's really no reflection on you. I don't know you either. :)

Hear, hear!

And I was having doubts about suggesting sexist fandom needing a Year Zero in today's post.

All hail the Diva! Let the fight against the steakfuckers be fought on every front!

He deserves to be there.

http://www.giro.org/2006/08/09/the-right-to-refuse-service/

Adam Rakunas' query about WHY THE FUCK do cons let know creeps in shows and/or tolerate them on premises?

"If I ran, say, a restaurant, and a customer came in, swiped food off people’s plates, wiped his ass with the tablecloth and announced he was going to sodomize his entree as it was being served, I don’t give a stony rat’s ass if that person is the restaurant critic for the New York Times, he’s getting tossed out and barred from returning. You can’t please everyone, but, as a business owner, I damn well better make sure I please the vast majority of my customers, people who are trying to have a nice meal without worrying about the ravings of a steakfucker."

Steakfucker. The life partner of the Cat Piss Man.

Kudos on ZERO tolerance!

That's just disgusting. From what people were saying about Ellison's (good) behavior at this year's Minicon I was kinda hoping he'd finally grown up and stopped being the sphincter I met 30 years ago when I was a neo, but I guess that was too much to hope for.

And he claims to be a feminist. Yeah, right. "Steakfucker" is too kind.

So does that make him only a part-time steakfucker? Look, he's done some extraordinarily nice things for people over the years, but at the same time he's built himself a decades-long reputation as a world-class asshole, and unfortunately it seems he's spent more time building his reputation than doing good deeds. Only God knows for sure, of course, but what's on the record sure doesn't make him look too good.

I am constantly amazed how often this shit is tolerated/dismissed.

btw,
http://www.technorati.com/search/Harlan%20Ellison

Word. Just fucking word.

It's always a nice feeling to officially place "Kicking ass and naming names" on one's to-do list. Best of luck in not needing it, and best of skill it doing if needed.

I got your back, sistah!!

I've been groped a time or two at cons. Something about us being a "public" personality makes people think that means our bodies are public property. I set them straight REAL fast, and will happily do it again whenever you need me. I've got a great sense of humor, but some shit just ain't fucking funny.

I WILL FUCK YOUR SHIT UP.

Excellent.

Remember, nice girls do ... smack the shit out of anybody who doesn't treat them like a nice girl.

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Should I or should I not touch somebody sexually in public?

a) Is is a close friend of many years and we've frathouse pranked each other many a time both in public and in private?

b) Are we dating, engaged, or married?

c) Are we acting roles in a play?

I find it humiliating, now, to say that i have liked some of that creep's work.

He should be humiliated, also -- perhaps if someone points out to him just what it means when a writer has to resort to feeling up a chick on stage to get any attention from fans.

But here, have a complimentary Gabe smackdown to cheer you! It further proves that Ellison's by no means as good with language as he purports to be.

I know some reactions to this will basically be "Maybe if we say "just joking" louder, she'll understand."

Can't wait to laugh at those comments.

Amen, dude.

I'm seconding kadymae's comment.

Ah. You DID hear about it. Wondered.

Heh. Let's fuck his shit up. Right now.

and needs to be spread around. It describes perfectly what has frustrated many of late to stifled screaming fits in trying to explain why, say, Sen. George Allen did *not* in fact apologize to Mr. Siddarth for calling him a monkey and a furriner the other day, or why "I'm sorry you felt insulted by my actions" *never* counts as an apology...

I don't have a dog in this hunt about WorldCon (although I had a feeling that this was one best avoided), but I'll always have your back on this. Why else do you think I'm willing to cover for you at CAPE, besides to share polymer clay tips? (Speaking of which, if CAPE's going to run a fall show, let me know. I have to finish something for you for then, and you're going to love it.)