Dave Sim: The Stalin of Comics
Written by Edward ChampionPosted on May 27, 2008
Filed Under Comics, Misogyny, Sexism, sim-dave
In case you haven’t heard the news, the once great Dave Sim has demanded that anyone who corresponds with him must pledge that Sim isn’t a misogynist. The whole business has erupted into a sad and terrible train wreck in which Sim has nearly alienated his friend Chester Brown and spurned long-time fans. And it’s all because Sim doesn’t appear to be acquainted with Article 19 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights:
Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers.
Calling Sim a misogynist is not libelous. It is the truth. A misogynist is someone who hates women. And the man who wrote, “It wouldn’t be that big of a stretch to categorize my writing as Hate Literature against women,” in Issue #186 of Cerberus, speaking in his own voice, is most certainly a misogynist. For years and years, Sim has been spewing out this bile. And rather than take his lumps and be the man he thinks he is, he instead wants to set terms and alienate everyone in the process. These are not the actions of a civilized person.
For years, I’ve tried to overlook Sim’s hateful ramblings for the great wonders contained within the early books of Cerberus. But if Sim is going to set terms for us, I’m going to set a few terms for him. Until Sim can confess that he is the working definition of a misogynist, I will never buy another comic written or illustrated by Dave Sim or acknowledge Dave Sim in any way ever again. The great talent Dave Sim has been replaced by an atavistic creature who now calls himself “Dave Sim,” who believes himself to be some small-time Stalin and perpetuates this sad despotism as long as his delusional hubris will let him. He has now fully disappeared from my cultural radar. And it’s too damn bad. Because when he was still sane, he was an innovator.
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I so need to write my “My Life with Dave Sim” article. Maybe after I finally rewrite the “My Life with Kerouac” article.
Still, I’m not going to stop buying his stuff, only because I can’t look away. Did you see Glamourpuss? That’s one of the most bizarre things I’ve ever read. He really has lost it at this point.
Again we see the hate machine fired up and striking out at it’s easiest and most favored target, Dave Sim.
Dave isn’t anti women, he’s anti feninist. They aren’t the same thing. Yes, he wrote that it wouldn’t be much of a stretch to call it hate speech toward women, but it would be a stretch.
In the context which he said it he was making the example that the feminists would want him locked up and most likely would try to do it by doing just what you are doing here, spinning it into hate speach.
This continued attack on Sim is a sad state of affairs. He is a genius who’s only real cardinal sin is having conservative views in a field inudated with liberal philosophy.
It’s a shame that you are letting your opinion be swayed by these loud, angry voices who feel justified and safe inside their own groups.
Take up golf, it would require less energy than all this pointless raging against Dave Sim.
Stalin indeed, you should be ashamed.
As I said, Logan, I’m not mentioning his name or looking at the man’s work again. I’ve got better things to do than reply to those who use the fallacy of equivocation to propel flaccid arguments, as you have here. Wait a minute, why am I replying to you?
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‘This continued attack on Sim is a sad state of affairs. He is a genius who’s only real cardinal sin is having conservative views in a field inudated with liberal philosophy.’
Steve Dikto has conservative views. He is an advocate of Ayn Rand’s philosophy of Objectivism yet he is a legendary writer.
A more recent example could possibly be Frank Miller, what with works like 300 and his support for the war in Iraq.
I’ve come across the ‘Dave Sim is anti-feminist, not anti-women’ argument before. It just seems like a rather desperate attempt by fans to whitewash a particulaly nasty aspect of his work. I’d say that yes, he is extremley anti-women. I’d provide examples but I doubt that you’d have to look about the net long to find some perfectly good ones.