San Diego Comic Con: The Geek Pride Parade

Are geeks born that way?  Is being a geek a product of nature or nurture?  That’s a question I’ll leave to the scientists.  I know that I began to have geek thoughts in Junior High – collecting Wolverine and Fantastic Four comics, playing “Legend of Zelda” and “Metroid.” Then I had my first real geek experience around the age of thirteen, with the older brother of a friend of mine; I was invited to join his Dungeons & Dragons game.

My parents were supportive when they found out I was a geek, but I could tell they were a little disappointed.  The other kids at school weren’t as nice – I was ridiculed, and made to feel like an outcast.  I reatreated into the closet, and learned to keep my geek life a secret from classmates, friends, and co-workers.  Only after I get to know someone will I reveal that I’m a geek, and even then I won’t go into great detail about what I do.  And I know that there are lots of other geeks out there that feel the same way.

But once a year, there’s an event where geeks get together to be their flamboyantly geeky selves.  That event is the San Diego Comic Con.  The geeks take over the streets; they dress like stormtroopers, or anime characters with oversize papier-mache weapons; they talk loudly and pubicly about the strengths and weaknesses of comic book characters; they get excited about meeting Stan Lee or Lou Ferigno; in short, the geeks make the “normal” people deal with them on their own terms.

So I want to congratulate San Diego on another successful Geek Pride weekend.  It gets bigger, better, and more accepted by the public at large every year.  (I went to my first Con in the early ’90s, when it was a small, furtive event for the most committed geeks.)  The Geek movement has made significant progress, but there’s still more work to do.

4 responses

  1. Dear Boys (LGA),
    Although I have known you all remotely for some years now, I must admit I did not really know you until I caught your last 2 podcasts after I peaked out my window and into your open air recording studio. I have found your recordings wonderfully amusing…. full of pomposity and humor. I appreciate the fine turn of a phrase and vivid, picturesque descriptions of your ridiculous and harrowing situations. I find myself wondering “when did their voices change?” Anyway thanks for the insights and entertainment. It is good to hear from the little speck on the globe that is El Cajon here in the islands.

    Love the geek in the closet confession!
    Carry on!
    LMH

  2. I don’t know that I like the public “accepting” geekdom. There are more and more “normals” at Con every year…this year I stood next to three jocks at the Chessex booth while they inquired about the uses of dice, and then proceeded to make fun of people who play D&D. What was worse was that the guy working the booth pretended to not know what the dice were for, puffing up his chest, laughing with them, and saying that he “just worked there.” My ass, you nerd.

  3. It really is odd that all the things that made me a social outcast as a child have made me a desirable marketing demographic today. I guess the geek really shall inherit the Earth…

  4. Alas, it’s all too recognizable…Mr. D. Bass and I also went to the Con when it was a “small, furtive event.” In fact. I remember scraping the bottom of the piggy bank to obtain enough cash to attend just one more day….

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