Look, I get that you were anxious to see Kate Beaton speak on a panel at APE this past weekend. Her comics are awesome and her art is fantastic. By all accounts, she's also very nice. I'm a fan of her work myself. So... sure. You want to make sure you have good seats. I get that.
But listen, that panel you came in on that was only halfway through? The one that was running before Kate Beaton's panel? The one that you pushed your way into the few empty seats left up near the front - sandwiching your way in-between teary eyed - and in some cases - openly weeping people?
It was a fucking memorial.
Yeah, you basically crashed a memorial for someone very dear to the world of comics who died at a young age just so you could make sure you had the very best seats to see Kate Beaton talk in a panel that will probably be available on the internet.
Now, to be fair: Some of you waited patiently in the back. No problem with you guys. Some of you didn't wait in the back - but had the good taste to get up and leave when you realized what was happening. You're okay too. But some of you stuck to your guns, ignoring the emotional upheaval around you, and played games on your phone.
You're the ones I take issue with. I honestly wanted to walk down from the table I was sitting at, and punch you right in your faces. But I didn't, mainly because I have more courtesy than you showed yourselves capable of. Yes, it was a memorial open to the public. But if you're going to crash such a thing, maybe you should at least pretend to pay attention, rather than gossip with each other while smiling and pointing to things in the program guide between your inconsiderate bouts of texting. It was rude and it was distracting and it was a perfect example of what I have learned to hate in comics fandom and humanity in general.
Yes, you were few. But it takes very few people to disrupt a memorial. Seriously, what the hell were you thinking? And how the hell can you feel okay with what you just did?
Oh wait, I know the answer. You didn't care. You don't care. Because you're self entitled assholes. Thanks so much for reinforcing my hatred of the world.
But listen, that panel you came in on that was only halfway through? The one that was running before Kate Beaton's panel? The one that you pushed your way into the few empty seats left up near the front - sandwiching your way in-between teary eyed - and in some cases - openly weeping people?
It was a fucking memorial.
Yeah, you basically crashed a memorial for someone very dear to the world of comics who died at a young age just so you could make sure you had the very best seats to see Kate Beaton talk in a panel that will probably be available on the internet.
Now, to be fair: Some of you waited patiently in the back. No problem with you guys. Some of you didn't wait in the back - but had the good taste to get up and leave when you realized what was happening. You're okay too. But some of you stuck to your guns, ignoring the emotional upheaval around you, and played games on your phone.
You're the ones I take issue with. I honestly wanted to walk down from the table I was sitting at, and punch you right in your faces. But I didn't, mainly because I have more courtesy than you showed yourselves capable of. Yes, it was a memorial open to the public. But if you're going to crash such a thing, maybe you should at least pretend to pay attention, rather than gossip with each other while smiling and pointing to things in the program guide between your inconsiderate bouts of texting. It was rude and it was distracting and it was a perfect example of what I have learned to hate in comics fandom and humanity in general.
Yes, you were few. But it takes very few people to disrupt a memorial. Seriously, what the hell were you thinking? And how the hell can you feel okay with what you just did?
Oh wait, I know the answer. You didn't care. You don't care. Because you're self entitled assholes. Thanks so much for reinforcing my hatred of the world.
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