I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
So... kinda freaked out. I met John Shirley. He yelled at another panel in a convention. To be fair, that panel was a vocal training panel that was paired next to an author reading; we heard some weird shit, and not all of it was Shirley's prose...
I wanted to tell them to shut up, too, so I felt that Shirley was right. It was distracting for us as, as people who had come to hear Shirley. It must have been far more distracting for him, which is why I blew off people telling me they'd heard this of Shirley.
After reading the introduction, though, I'm starting to realize that Shirley is, or at least was... I don't know. Scary? With the drug habits and the getting into bar brawls - although that may not be the case any longer. He certainly wasn't tipping over tables or howling, like he used to do at cons.
But more than that, I may be in for a more wild ride than I suspected when I bought this at Readercon.