Of orcs and orc talk

John C. Wright points out that the orcs, aka the Insect Army, really mean what they say:

Upon hearing the orcs talking in their orc-talk about ruining the writing field, making the writing field worse, driving good books away and shoving bad books into their shelf space in the name of fair play, and, in short, talking about heaping the writing field high with warm filth and stinking ordure, flies and rivulets and urine,  the sane people react with a blankness of mind akin to shutting one’s eyes at too great a shock. We cannot believe the orcs are serious. We assume they cannot mean that.

You want J.K. Rowlings, the most celebrated writer of our age, to write LESS? The mind reels, we think the orcs do not mean it, we do nothing to shut them down or shut them up, and then the orcs carry out their program, while we scratch our heads, puzzled that no one told us that this was exactly what they meant all alone.

But it is what they mean.

Yes, dear reader, the orcs mean exactly that. They want less talent, less books you like, and more dross and spit and entrails.

It’s hard for those who aren’t pigs to understand that pigs really do enjoy rolling around in the fetid muck. And it’s hard for those who aren’t orcs to understand that orcs really want to destroy human literature and replace it with their own obscene, subhuman schlock. But it’s true. They see themselves in a fundamentally different way than those of us who consider ourselves to be creatures of God, blessed with souls and created for a higher purpose than the momentary gratification of our animal instincts. They are the self-appointed wicked, the haters of God and the good, and the enemies of every noble virtue. They revile the beautiful, they elevate the ugly, they glory in desecration, and they constantly seek to drag others down to their level.

It is illustrative to compare the protagonist Machine in Tom Kratman’s work to the protagonist Man in John Scalzi’s best-known work. Which character better demonstrates the concepts of conscience and honor and sacrifice? Which character speaks more truly of the realities of the human condition?  And which is the human literature and which is the mere grunting of orcs?