A reader has a realization:
A long time ago, there was a comfortable Establishment, which ran the roost via handshakes and insider back-scratching. The Right People got the right rewards, and all was good for the EstablishmentThis is why the Puppinette referred to me as "the Donald Trump of science fiction", which is, of course, a grand compliment indeed. But in both cases, we are the change that the establishment does not want to see.
Then a bold, brash newbie shows up, and, despite pissing off the establishment by being exceptionally politically incorrect, becomes more and more successful until the Establishment decides that Steps Must Be Taken, and the Newbie must be destroyed. They're destroying the accepted procedure, and they don't care. . .
The question: Who am I talking about: The Puppies. . . .or Donald Trump ??
I've realized it's the SAME STORY, and the #NoTrumpers are just the PuppyKickers in a different venue. How is gaming the convention rules any different from E Pluribus Hugo?