From the E-Mailbag…

Gregory Johnston writes to ask…

I've read the pieces you've written about Shel Dorf. I never met Mr. Dorf but I'm grateful to him for the role he played in starting the convention that I try to attend whenever I can afford the trip. I was saddened to read that he became as you put it, estranged from the con. You said that attempts were made to get him involved or to receive a pension and I wonder if you could explain about those attempts and tell us what went wrong and what you would have liked to see happen.

I'm not going to get too deep into specifics on this because the situation was complicated and I'm not sure I know all the details well enough to chronicle them; nor is some of it really anybody's business. You'll just have to take my word — for whatever you think that may be worth — that the convention tried to rectify matters and that I wish Shel had been more amenable. He could be very obstinate. We were pals for close to forty years and during that time, we had arguments and disagreements, and we were even involved in a couple of business-type deals, unrelated to the con, that I thought he badly mishandled. Perhaps you have someone in your life you consider a friend even though you don't think they manage their lives properly. I have a number of them in mine.

Some of Shel's problems with the con flowed from the fact that Comic-Con International is a non-profit organization, a fact I probably should have mentioned in my writings about him. That means the con is governed by strict rules about how it handles its money and how it must account for every nickel. I think a lot of people presume that its operators all take home huge salaries and bonuses but that is not the case. Many are volunteers and the ones who are paid do not receive high wages. Yeah, the con takes in millions. It also costs millions to put on each year.

As a guy who does a lot of things at and with the con, I have been known to make suggestions. Some, they take. Some, they mull and decide (probably wisely) were rotten ideas. And often, someone there explains to me why my idea isn't practical or legal or — usually — why it would cost a helluva lot more money than I think it would. I have found the con staff to be knowledgeable and eager to please within the confines of what is possible. When they tell me my idea isn't, I accept that and figure they're almost certainly right. When someone told Shel an idea or demand wasn't feasible, he got angry. In a day or so here, I'll be linking to a must-read piece by his friend, R.C. Harvey, about the man. Bob Harvey knew Shel as well as anyone and also tried to breach the impasse he came to in his life with the convention. Bob and I encountered exactly the same problems.

The convention is a huge, complex beast that is somehow tamed on an annual basis. I was impressed the other night to see human beings do the impossible at Cirque du Soleil and I continue to be impressed with the Comic-Con International in much the same way. Knowing what I do about the problems and obstacles and legal complications and the egos and needs of guests and exhibitors, I am amazed they pull it off each year. (And please, don't write me with your complaints about things you don't like about the con. There are things I don't like about the con, too…and even if all our complaints are valid, it's still astounding how much goes right.)

What's more, the con is run for love far more than money. A convention committee member complained to me today that what I wrote about Shel had made it sound like he was the only one with any passion or love of the art forms in that hall. I don't think I said that…but if anyone took that away from anything I wrote, let me correct that impression. I've been dealing with various permutations of the convention committee since '70 and have yet to meet a person who didn't love comics and/or science-fiction. That's one of the reasons I think the convention works as well as it does.

Getting back to Shel and his estrangement: I think there was a role for him in the con in his later years. I do not quite understand why he didn't accept it. And that's about as much on this topic as I feel like writing tonight.

I will add a possible correction: I said Shel's last appearance at the con was 2001. That's the last time I saw him there, and I think he told me that was the last time he ventured into one. Others have since told me they saw him there, albeit briefly, in later years. Whatever, the point is that he went from being the point man and figurehead of the con to being a fellow who made cameo appearances and felt distanced from it all. That's very sad but I'm happy to see him getting recognition for what he did contribute, and I stand by what I wrote here: Those of us who care about comics are forever in his debt.

Foto File

I took this one at the World Science Fiction Convention when it rotated to Los Angeles in 1972. It's three artists from the Tarzan comics — left to right: Burne Hogarth, Mike Royer and Russ Manning. Apparently, facial hair was then required if you were going to draw Lord Greystoke.

Recommended Reading

Ruth Marcus lists some of the flat-out lies that Republicans are making against the Health Care Reform Bill.

Today's Video Link

My fave folk singing group, The Limeliters, on The Ed Sullivan Show

VIDEO MISSING

Shel

Over the next few days, I'm going to be linking to several online remembrances of the late Shel Dorf, founder of the Comic-Con International in San Diego. Here's one written for the L.A. Times by someone who considered himself a good friend of Shel's.

Second Thoughts

In light of several e-mails I've received, I re-read those lists I linked to of things the staff of a restaurant should never do. This morning, they strike me as more misguided than they did last night. A lot of 'em are, of course, simple common sense and courtesy…but some fault the staff for things (like the music policy) which the restaurant's management oughta handle. And what bothers me this A.M. is how much of the list is calculated to reduce the poor waiter or waitress to an impersonal, servile robot. Obviously, I'd like my meal delivered promptly and the way I want it…but I'd also kinda like it delivered by a human being. If that human being feels like telling me what his or her favorite dessert is or gets otherwise chatty, fine. It makes me uncomfy to be treated like I'm Genghis Khan, ready to lop off the head of any servant who folds my napkin the wrong way.

Today's Political Rant

Some Republican Senators are proposing a constitutional amendment that would put term limits on Congress — two terms (12 years) for a Senator, three terms (6 years) for a Congressperson.

I recognize that proposed constitutional amendments have about a one-in-more-than-a-thousand chance of ever going anywhere, and that they get introduced just to get attention and look like someone is doing something. That said, I've always thought term limits were a rotten, anti-democratic idea. If I'm happy with my Congressman — and I am with Henry Waxman — and he wants to serve another term, why should someone else say I can't have him? If the problem is that he amasses too much power by staying there, then change the seniority system. That's a lot easier than a constitutional amendment would be.

And if the premise is that by serving multiple terms, a rep becomes too susceptible to bribes from lobbyists…well, I don't understand that at all. It seems to me that if I got elected to Congress and I knew there was no way I could build a whole career there, I'd immediately start lining up my next job. That would mean cozying up to big companies that might hire me when I left office.

I can sorta/kinda buy the idea of limiting the president since it might not be grand to have the whole executive branch configured around one person so long. It could mean that when the next Chief Exec came around, he or she could never eliminate the influence of the previous Chief Exec. But no member of Congress shapes the legislative branch that much and when a long-term seat occupant finally departs, the replacement doesn't seem to have that much trouble taking over.

So I really don't get the argument for Term Limits. We trust the electorate to vote in the right people when there are openings. Why can't we trust them to just vote out the wrong people because they've been there too long?

Briefly Noted

Here's a report on that thing I attended over the weekend.

Recommended Reading

My pal Bob Elisberg writes about How to Hate the President. I'm linking though I don't agree completely with Bob on this one. Like, I don't think George W. Bush was wrong, per se, to cut taxes during a war. Cutting taxes can be a very good thing. I think Bush was wrong to cut taxes without cutting spending, which is difficult to do during a war. Slight difference. I also think he was wrong to shift too much of the burden from the wealthy to the middle and especially the lower class. And I don't "hate" him for that. I just think he did a very good thing for his friends and a very bad thing to the rest of us.

This may be a small, obvious point but I think we've cheapened a lot of words and metaphors lately. Hitler and Nazis used to have a specific historical reference and now they've kind of become freeform insults for anyone you don't like for any reason. If Obama goes out for cheeseburgers, he's Hitler. If my gardener overtrims the hedges, he's a Nazi. If someone ever comes along again who arranges for mass genocide, it's going to be very difficult to compare them to anything meaningful. I'm also bothered by the way some are tossing the word "hate" around.

Foto File

Continuing our dip into old photos I found in my files, here's one I took at a New York Comic Convention in, I think, 1976. The lady at left is Marvelous Marie Severin, who worked for Marvel for so many years drawing Hulk and Sub-Mariner and Not Brand Echh and other comics. Her real specialty, however, was drawing hilarious and insulting caricatures of anyone who stumbled within about ten feet of her drawing table. In recent years, Marie has had some health problems but we're hearing good things about the recovery process.

The gentleman at right is my long-time (like, back to the mid-sixties) friend, Tony Isabella. Tony was then writing and sometimes editing for Marvel so Marie drew a lot of insulting caricatures of him…and she should have been ashamed of herself for that because it was just too easy. Tony has since written for most of the major publishers and he recently authored a huge, popular book entitled 1,000 Comic Books You Must Read, which is a shameless lie because I haven't written quite that many comic books. Almost but not quite. Ergo, there aren't a thousand you must read. But I guess if you view it as 1,000 Comic Books You Might Wanna Read, it's fine. Even then, I'm sure it's only because he wanted to show his impartiality that he left out most of what his dear friend Mark has written. I shall show mine by recommending it anyway and putting in this Amazon link so you can order a copy or three.

Today's Bad Idea

When I was in Vegas this past weekend, I was amazed how bad the traffic was. They've removed pedestrian crossings on The Strip in the most crowded areas. If you cross, you have to use these M.C. Escher-designed escalators or walkways that link some hotels to others via bridges. Even with that, it was bumper to bumper at the intersection of the Trop, the MGM, the Excalibur and New York, New York…and not much better at the juncture of Bally's, Bill's, the Bellagio and Caesars Palace. You'd think it couldn't get any worse.

Apparently, someone took that as a challenge and asked themselves, "How can we make traffic on The Strip even more impossible? We need something that will slow down drivers and distract them." The answer, obviously, is to put strippers in glass trucks and drive them up and down Las Vegas Boulevard at night. Think I'm making this up? Check out the video clip on this page.

I didn't see one of these trucks even though I walked The Strip from about Midnight 'til 2:45 AM. What I did see — and it's relevant to the question of whether these trucks should be allowed — was an awful lot of parents who were toting around very young kids. Even just before I called it a night, I saw children under the age of twelve being led around or if very young, pushed in strollers. None of them particularly looked like they were enjoying the experience. Then again, I wouldn't be happy if I had parents like that.

Today's Video Link

Shelly Goldstein, who I haven't mentioned on this blog for almost two days now, has written a little something you all oughta hear. You can sing along if you like…

Overloaded Servers

Bruce Buschel is an author who is in the process of opening a restaurant. He recently published a list in two parts of "100 Things Restaurant Staffers Should Never Do." I'd quarrel with about five of 'em…and I think the list should actually be "100 Things Restaurant Owners Either Should Never Do Or Should Tell Their Staffers Not To Do." But it's not a bad list for what it is and the comments from readers are even more interesting. I agree with the person who'd be a lot happier if restaurants would just stop playing music completely. Anyway, here's a link to Part One and here's a link to Part Two.

You Were Warned!

We told you last Wednesday that four-day passes for next year's Comic-Con International would soon be gone. They're gone.