With the time difference and the fact that Preview Night doesn’t start until about 9 PM Eastern Time, there’s not a lot to report from Wednesday’s news feed. Movie War Update: I’m seeing on Yahoo News that DC unveiled the latest Batsuit, but that will have to wait for tomorrow’s feed. Sony blinked, pushing back […]
The issue of harassment at cons isn’t going to go away, and seems to get highlighted more each day as women, men, organizers, cosplayers and interne bystanders deal with the growing injection of actual hormonal humans into abstract fan scenarios. When I went to shows as a youngster, I thought of cons as a “safe space” believe it or not. Compared to the rock scene I was involved with, the relatively few women in comics were in a mostly hands off zone, mostly because most congoers were afraid of them, and should anything amiss happen there was a huge crew of friends to back you up. Notice that I just said “COMPARED TO THE ROCK SCENE”; it was far from a paradise of equality, but I felt safer at a comic con than I did at most places.
In the words of NY Times bestselling author Mariah Huehner, “Women don’t exist for you to approve of or to make you feel better about the shitty way the world works. We don’t exist for you at all. We exist for ourselves. And we’re going to keep demanding for our rightful place in the world whether you like it or not.”