This week’s
blog is brought to you from the mind of Colleen.
There is a phenomenon that
geek/anime/nerd convention goers sometimes experience known as the post-con
blues. It's the feeling of emptiness that proceeds the day or weekend of
non-stop fun and freedom that accompanies the events where nerds run wild. It
can feel different for every person. I personally wake up every morning for a
few days after and feel weird in normal clothing, having worn a costume or
“cosplay” for most of the past 72 hours. I forget how to do simple tasks like
work and dishes. I miss being surrounded by the people who all seem to know me
inside and out without ever having met me before. I miss the all-consuming,
no-questions-asked, friendly acceptance that pervades every single con I've
ever been to or heard of.
It doesn't matter who or what you
are, how you're dressed, what fandom you're in, your sexuality, your race, your
religion. None of that matters except one thing: that you treat everyone around
you with the same respect you are enjoying. No exceptions to that rule. The
thing that everyone who comes into contact with us eventually realizes is we
take care of our own. We're like a gigantic family.
I heard a story at a con I
attended this past year. The fellow telling the story was recalling a time when
he had been standing in line to register at a con. Behind him were a couple
guys he described as “con tourists”; regular joes who just wanted to see what
all the hype was about. They saw someone in a particularly noticeable cosplay
and made some smart remark or other. Everyone in the hall went dead silent and
turned to glare at the offender. He’s sure to keep his comments to himself next
time.
In some cases, cons are the only
place some people have to feel accepted and free. I am lucky enough to live in
a group of people who are just as judgement-free as a con typically is, but I
know most people do not have that luxury. Some people look forward to con all
year and pour all their heart and soul into their cosplays. Cons are extremely
important to a lot of people and the organizers know this. One of my favourite
cons was started by a group of college friends over five years ago. Now most of
them are married, some have moved out of the province, but they have continued
to put their con on every year despite all the challenges – partially because
they love it, but also because of how important events like theirs is to so
many people.
One of my all time favourite
things about cons are the instant friendships that are made. You sit next to
someone at a panel, you start chatting over an epic piece of merchandise, you
are wearing cosplay from the same fandom and BAM, suddenly you're talking to
the other person like you've been best friends for life. I have learned so much
from these kinds of friendships. I have had fundamental prejudices I didn't
even know I held shaken and destroyed from a half-hour's acquaintance.
Con is a magical place where
dreams come true, where you can find and be your true self, where you can find
love and life-long friends. Con is also a state of mind that I try to carry
with me into the “real world”. It's a feeling of wanting to live in harmony
with everyone around you, even if it isn't always easy. Someone I met at a
panel said it best when he explained the concept of non-judgement to the group.
He said “There is no judgement. Internally you may be cringing, but externally
you're giving a thumbs-up all around. That's the way it is. Period.” And every
day I wake up determined to bring the con sensibility to the world. It won't
happen in my lifetime. But maybe, just maybe, if I keep thinking nothing but
good about my fellow human beings, maybe my kids will see that. Maybe they'll
catch hold of that and tell a friend. Maybe that friend will tell a friend. And
slowly, ever so slowly, we will change the world. One geek at a time.
If there's any subject you'd like to see me ramble on about, feel free to leave a comment asking me to do so.
If there's any subject you'd like to see me ramble on about, feel free to leave a comment asking me to do so.
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