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Harlan Ellison issues a public apology.

Would you believe that, having left the Hugo ceremonies immediately after my part in it, while it was still in progress ... and having left the hall entirely ... yet having been around later that night for Kieth Kato's traditional chili party ... and having taken off next morning for return home ... and not having the internet facility to open "journalfen" (or whatever it is), I was unaware of any problem proceeding from my intendedly-childlike grabbing of Connie Willis's left breast, as she was exhorting me to behave.

Nonetheless, despite my only becoming aware of this brouhaha right this moment (12 noon LA time, Tuesday the 29th), three days after the digital spasm that seems to be in uproar ...YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT!!!

IT IS UNCONSCIONABLE FOR A MAN TO GRAB A WOMAN'S BREAST WITHOUT HER EXPLICIT PERMISSION. To do otherwise is to go 'way over the line in terms of invasion of someone's personal space. It is crude behavior at best, and actionable behavior at worst. When George W. Bush massaged the back of the neck of that female foreign dignitary, we were all justly appalled. For me to grab Connie's breast is in excusable, indefensible, gauche, and properly offensive to any observers or those who heard of it later.

I agree wholeheartedly.

I've called Connie. Haven't heard back from her yet. Maybe I never will.

So. What now, folks? It's not as if I haven't been a politically incorrect creature in the past. But apparently, Lynne, my 72 years of indefensible, gauche (yet for the most part classy), horrifying, jaw-dropping, sophomoric, sometimes imbecile behavior hasn't--till now--reached your level of outrage.

I'm glad, at last, to have transcended your expectations. I stand naked and defenseless before your absolutely correct chiding.

With genuine thanks for the post, and celestial affection, I remain, puckishly,

Yr. pal, Harlan

P.S. You have my permission to repost this reply anywhere you choose, on journalfen, at SFWA, on every blog in the universe, and even as graffiti on the Great Wall of China.

Comments

Yes. That was my reaction to the ending - he is mocking everyone who is upset by his "Puckish" behaviour. I think, he mis-spelled that, though.

I'm also a bit perturbed. Did Harlan Ellison really write that self-serving "apology"? Is this really a typical sample of his current writing style? I only ever read one collection of short stories he wrote - I still have nightmares from it, but ... I had thought from all the hoopla that he was something else.
In his personal blogesque entries there, yes, that's what he currently writes like. He does not write like that in his fiction. (Which is (still) very affecting.)
Callunav's post is devestating. That was an excellent professor.

And while Ellison's fiction has absolutely nothing to do with this, what has he written recently that was affecting? What fiction has he written recently at all? I'd argue that the last even halfway decent thing he put out was Mefisto in Onyx, and that wasn't half as interesting as Jefty is Five, which itself wasn't as interesting as a lot of the sixties stories. Ellison is a fine example of a writer who should have gracefully shuffled off the stage a _long_ time ago. In this case, before I was even born.

But again, none of that has _anything_ to do with this situation except as a datapoint noting that "grace" seems to be something the man is incapable of.
Completely agreed on your last paragraph. (And on the assessment of Calluna's post.)

And, well. Honestly, I was actually kind of hazily responding (in my rush to leave work) to the sentiment I perceived in Kimuro's comment of, "If you disagree with what the man has done in some aspect of his life, thus, his art is no longer of any use." (Which is a sentiment which has mostly been avoided in this discussion, and I'm very glad of that. Certainly, you can choose to boycott an artist, but, for example, just because I no longer buy Orson Scott Card's work doesn't mean he isn't an interesting writer.)

That said, I think Ellison's work of the 60s and 70s had several daggers to the heart, and truthfully, I can't remember anything he's written since about 1985, so seriously, I should have worded what I said better.