This is something that I’ve noticed in a few places, but over the holidays, it got really obnoxious, to the point that I just had to talk about it. Now there’s one podcast that I’ve listened to off-and-on for a while now that’s a let’s-play RPG podcast and for what it is, I enjoy it. But recently, they’ve decided to shove their politics into the podcast and that’s making me reconsider my decision to keep listening at all.
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My wife and I were going through the garage one weekend, trying to get things cleaned up and organized, when we pulled out a big pile of boxes marked “con-stuff”, things that we had collected over the years from various and sundry conventions.
Well, after sorting through all of it, I decided to scan a bunch of the program guide covers from San Diego Comic-con that we’ve been to. Keep in mind, I started going in the mid 70s and went straight through until 2009 when we gave up because it stopped being fun. I know I didn’t keep a lot of the early guides and some have been lost over the years, but here’s a selection from the mid 80s until 2009 at least. Enjoy.
Now this isn’t any surprise to anyone who has any clue what furry fandom was, or has continued to be, but I keep finding people who seem to think that furry fandom is a supportive, open-minded kind of place.
Like hell it is.
Final day, or the “Holy crap I’m old” edition. I could hardly move this morning as I dragged myself out of bed, but the con must go on, so we packed up our stuff, checked out of the hotel and trudged off to the final day of the convention. Hopefully, I won’t call apart completely by the end of the day, especially since I have a long drive home afterwards. So convention ho!
Day 2 – Electric Boogaloo.
Serious, I’m getting too old for this shit. As I was talking about with my wife yesterday, my first con, or at least the first one I remember, was San Diego Comicon in 1974, held at the El Cortez Hotel. Her first was SDCC in 1980. We’ve been doing this an absurd amount of time and just being on our feet for as long as these cons run takes a toll a lot faster today than it used to.
But today is the longest and busiest day so we’ll see if we survive.
It’s that time again, time to head off to Wondercon! And luckily, they’re back in Anaheim again, following a very disappointing convention in Los Angeles, more the fault of the LA Convention Center than anything else. This is the sixth year that Wondercon has been in Southern California and the fifth that it’s been at the Anaheim Convention Center. This is the first year we’ve decided to stay on site because after we moved last year, it was too much of a pain to drive 3-4 hours round trip every day so we grabbed a room at one of the “official” hotels and can just walk in every day.
A little bit ago, I posted about some memories of furry fandom and not long after, I got into a discussion with a friend who was also part of the fandom a long, long time ago. We started talking about roleplaying on the MUCKs and how it really changed over time. One of the biggest changes we recognized was the change from just being in character to playing “scenes” and this really seemed to epitomize the change from just being a fun place to hang out to being a fetish haven.
I had a dream last night, a dream about something I rarely think about these days, that’s my life in furry fandom, more specifically, about how fun it used to be to hang out on the furry MUCKs. Yes, I was a proud and active member of furrydom, once upon a time.
Because honestly, it was fun, back at the beginning. Before the dark times. Before the perverts. And sometimes, as bad as the bad times were, the good times were really fantastic and I really wish that those could come back.
So here’s what I remember most fondly about those times.
I just wanted to do a quick wrap post on this year’s convention because we really recognized a few things this year that, maybe we had seen in the past but really hit home this year. I just wanted to give my thoughts on the convention and the state of fandom today and why, even though I plan to keep going, conventions really don’t matter today.
Well, it’s all over but the pain and suffering we feel from walking mile upon mile all weekend. But it was fun. There are only a couple of things to add today and I plan on doing a full convention wrap-up later in the week, so look for that.
So, how did the final day of Wondercon 2016 go? Meet you below the fold.