The Last Dinosaur Extinction

digresssmlOriginally published January 2, 1998, in Comics Buyer’s Guide #1259

Give way to your imagination, and see the prehistory of man. See our ancestors in the hunt, pursuing some great beast whose remains can only be viewed now as a wired together skeleton at the Museum of Natural History.

The beast struggles, trying to flee from its oppressors. It is large and mighty, and they are small and puny. But there are many of them, and they swarm all over him. He wonders in the back of his primitive, peanut-sized brain what he could possibly have done to offend them, and perhaps he even tries to determine what he might have done to deserve this. He was minding his own business, and suddenly they were upon him, bringing him down, howling and cackling while onlookers cheered.

It is a primitive, awful spectacle, and we can only pat ourselves on the back and be cheered over how far we’ve come since then…

A brilliant safety measure for con attendees w/children

As my nine year old daughter gets older, she craves more freedom at conventions. Even large ones like Dragon*Con. If she needs to go to the rest room and it’s across the hall, she doesn’t want to feel she needs to be escorted. If I’ve a table in artist’s alley, which is a completely contained area with guards at the exits, she wants to be able to walk around without my holding her hand. Think of it as monitored independence.

But she thinks ahead.

When we were getting her her badge for Dragon*Con, she insisted on a name other than her own on the badge. Not a gaming or character name, but just a simple, ordinary girl’s name that wasn’t hers.

“Why?” said my wife.

“Because,” replied my daughter, “if I’m walking around and someone runs up to me and tells me you sent them, and they call me by the fake name on the badge, I know they’re bad people.”

I think that’s freaking brilliant for ANY parent who has a youngster of any age at the convention. The broader rule is that dressing your kids in clothing that has their name on it is a risky proposition. But convention badges is another good place to avoid ID’ing your child or, even better, mis-IDing her to red flag anyone with bad intentions.

PAD

What I just REALLY don’t get about the GOP

Whenever Republicans are called on unscrupulous behavior, their response is always the same:

“Yeah, well, the Democrats have done the same thing!”

There’s never any statute of limitation on any alleged act. Doesn’t matter if the allegations refer to something that happened last year or last century. “Democrats did it too!” is the constant refrain. Express outrage over their concerted nationwide voter disenfranchisement, and they’ll excuse it with allegations about the 1960 Presidential election.

Here’s the thing: I think Democrats should aspire to be better than the GOP. It would literally never occur to me (at least) to seek cover in the craptastic behavior of conservatives as some sort of excuse for my party’s missteps (real or imagined.) To hold up the GOP’s attempts at blocking voter rights, gay rights, women’s rights and say, “See? They’ve done worse!” Because that…what? Makes Democratic misdeeds okay? Serves as a blanket pardon? Why does one group’s immoral behavior somehow validate similar actions by the other?

The GOP has made no secret of its hatred for liberals: on Fox, on line, in bookstores. So it’s bizarre to me that “Democrats have done the same (or worse)” is remotely an appropriate response. I don’t know about you, but if there are people I hate, I want to be nothing like them rather than seek excuses for my own douchebaggery in their actions.

I suppose what they’re attempting to do is invalidate any criticism from liberals by endeavoring to paint liberals as hypocrites. Those annoying liberals, setting high standards for ethical behavior and then failing to live up to those standards with their own actions. There may be some validity to that. On the other hand, which is preferable? To have standards set so high that sometimes one fails to live up to them, and thus come across as hypocritical? Or to have standards set so low that there’s nothing to live up to and thus come across as an ignorant áššhølë?

You don’t get to act like you’re better than the other guy if you embrace his own alleged failings to pardon your own.

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Peter David, Agent 008

digresssmlOriginally published December 19, 1997, in Comics Buyer’s Guide #1257

It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my young life.

There she was, the gorgeous woman lying in a bathtub. Standing just outside the door of the bathroom was the suave, imperturbable man with the cool-sounding accent. She didn’t seem to be shrieking in embarrassment or shouting for him to get the hëll out, as I figured that any grown woman would under the circumstances. Instead she was regarding him with, at most, a slightly scolding look.

“Could you hand me something to put on?” she inquired.

He tossed her a pair of slippers and waited for her to get out of the tub. And she did.

“A Lord of Time” at Dragon*Con

At the Dragon*Con Puppet Slam this year, Kathleen–with the aid of five other puppeteers (Rachel Wyman, John Hudgens, Jamie Kamin, Cheralyn Lambeth, and Hannah Miller)–brought to life my old filk song take off on Billy Joel’s “The Longest Time.” (I updated some of the lyrics considering that when I first wrote it, Tom Baker was the Doctor.) Reenacting the premise of the Joel video, Kathleen brought on the 11th Doctor who appears to have been stood up for a Time Lord reunion…only to have his disappointment turn to joy when his predecessors turn up (the fan-taken video didn’t capture the first thirty seconds which included the TARDIS arrival.)

The only problem was that we had major technical difficulties doing a pre-record, so I had to sing it live and unseen from behind the playboard. I flubbed one of the lines, but no one seemed to notice. Ladies and gentlemen…

A Lord of Time