A little while back, I got an email from Tehani Wessely at FableCroft Publishing, saying she was looking for stories for a planned anthology, called In Your Face, that were “provocative and/or confronting but with purpose – they should be pieces that perhaps make readers uncomfortable because they are a bit too hard-hitting / close to the bone, but which do so in order to interrogate these themes and ideas, and make a point about the world we live in.” She asked if I had anything that might suit.
I said, “Weeeell… I have this story that starts with the line ‘The paedophiles are protesting, again’.” The story’s called “Tolerance”, and it’s something I’ve had a bit of a bee in my bonnet about for a while – tolerance, I mean, not advocating the right to fuck children.
I think the problem with tolerance is that it’s too weak to be a foundational social value. I think it too easily becomes a cover for cowardice, or just plain laziness. You don’t have to bother understanding something if you’re just tolerating its existence, close to but separate from you.
When that happens, it’s frighteningly easy for political agendas that should never be tolerated to co-opt the language of legitimate identity movements. I picked paedophiles in the story as an extreme example to illustrate the point, but I remember a friend telling me about a conversation he had with a prominent German academic, who he asked why post-modernism had never taken off in Germany the way it did in the English and French speaking worlds. The reply was, “Ja, ve already tried ze identity politics in Germany between 1933 and 1945.” Read the rest of this entry »