Writers Need to Unite and Protect Our Right to Punch Eachother in the Nuts

Peace in the world means no nuclear weapons and no war. It doesn't mean no bar fights.

For the entirety of human history, we have expressed emotions and thoughts in various arts — painting, music, dance, drama, writing.

It’s what we do.

Great writing has always been known for its crushing transparency.

• How good is it when a writer highlights a situation, thus bringing awareness to it and evolving the reader’s mind?

• How good is it when a writer stimulates a fierce debate with a controversial statement?

Are we seriously going to create a sterile culture where we can’t even take potshots at other writers without people wetting the bed?

When are we gonna give up this notion that constantly high fiving each other is some kind of spiritual path?

As writers, we should be defending our rights to slag each other off rather than surrendering to the grey, dystopian congratulatory culture — an overextension of political correctness — that is infecting us right now.

People will think about things regardless, and if they can’t write about them, they will find another way to play them out. That’s why writing is healing.

Is the endpoint of all this a world where it’s god damn illegal to disagree with someone?

Oh yes, I hear you. We can disagree, but we have to disagree respectfully, right?

No, we don’t. Humans have never done that.

Watch politicians in parliament. Those drunk bastards are constantly name-calling each other — intoxicated, sexist, chauvinistic, prejudiced fucks going at each other without censorship and yet here we are :

Genuine writers getting chastised for showing emotion and butting heads with our fellow writers.

What an utter joke.

Anyone who thinks that there is a camaraderie between writers or that great writers have always been polite to each other is fucking delusional.

Want some examples?

Capote on Kerouac

None of these people [in the Beat Generation] have anything interesting to say, and none of them can write, not even Mr. Kerouac… It’s not writing, it’s typing.

Mailer to Vidal

I’ve had to smell your works from time to time, and that has helped me to become an expert on intellectual pollution.

Twain on Austen

I often want to criticise Jane Austen, but her books madden me so that I can’t conceal my frenzy from the reader; and therefore I have to stop every time I begin. Every time I read ‘Pride and Prejudice’ I want to dig her up and beat her over the skull with her own shin-bone.

Woolf on Joyce

[Ulysses is] the work of a queasy undergraduate scratching his pimples.

Rendell on Christie

To say that Agatha Christie’s characters are cardboard cut-outs is an insult to cardboard cut-outs.

And there are plenty more where that came from.

As much as anything else, conflict has been responsible for some of the most significant writing of our time.

Yet we seem to be trying to kill it to support some delusional utopian ideal where everyone is friendly to each other.

I’ve got news for you bastards. Conflict among writers is not the origin of the world’s problems.

Are you happy to give empty high-fives or walk away from things that make your nuts shrivel? Are we all happy to be nice little bunnies who are well-trained to be apathetic and respectful and friendly to each other?

Keep drinking the Koolaid motherfuckers.

• Meanwhile, governments incentivise police officers to lock black people into the slavery of the prison system.

• Meanwhile, corporations legally bribe our politicians and block innovation to advance our species.

• Meanwhile, billionaires like Bezos suck money out of the economy like a parasitic vacuum cleaner only to stash it like a bald, deranged mouse hoarding cheese.

• Meanwhile, governments purposely provoke wars that make billions in profits for defence companies.

• Meanwhile, pharmaceutical companies make trillions by keeping people under the spell of their drugs.

• Meanwhile, the Amazon rainforest — the planet’s lungs — is rapidly being deforested for profit.

• Meanwhile, life-saving shelters get sold as ‘investment properties’ for millions and poor fucked up human beings live and die on the brutal streets.

• Meanwhile, billions of animals are locked up in factory farms while dogs, cats, and other animals are experimented on in hellish conditions in the name of ‘science.’

There are no rules for these fuckers raping and pillaging the world without any thought for human well-being, are there?

But no, you can’t tell someone they are full of shit on social media cos…why?

To make matters worse, some writers are encouraging this ever-tightening noose of relative moral conduct that is beginning to strangle our writing platforms.

Why would writers campaign for their own censorship? Has the world gone fucking mad?

• As writers, censorship is the last thing we need our platforms to impose on us.

• We need the freedom to write honestly and the liberty to slag each other off.

• We need to stick together and protect our freedom to punch each other in the gonads with our words.

When did writers become such boring, sensitive losers?

Stop crying into yer fucking cornflakes, wake up and give me some shit, yer bastards.

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