Wednesday Evening

The class I teach at USC had its first session today so I missed most of the convention and have been catching up via TiVo. It's not a bad way to view it since you can speed through an awful lot of nothing.

My overwhelming impression of the evening was annoyance at myself. I half-believed all those pundits and talking heads who said that Hillary and her supporters would fracture the party, driving a wedge that could never be healed. I don't know to what extent that possibility was exaggerated by wishful Republicans and/or reporters hyping a possible story…and to what extent skillful negotiation prevented a train wreck. But it sure turned out to be a lot of worry about something that didn't happen.

I was disappointed in Joe Biden's speech…a couple of good lines but it didn't sound like him. I'm also a little tired of speeches where the idea is to end each sentence with a catch-phrase and encourage the audience to join in on it. There was also another thing about it that bothered me but I want to think about how to phrase what I'm feeling so I'll save that for a later post.

Bill Clinton was great. He's always great at this kind of thing…but you know who surprised me? John Kerry. I never thought of him as a great giver of speeches but tonight, a mere four years too late, he seemed to have learned how it's done. It didn't get a lot of TV coverage so I decided to embed it here. If you have thirteen minutes, give it a look.

Wednesday Afternoon

Okay…so when she was running against him, Hillary Clinton faulted Barack Obama for a lack of experience. Now that she's supporting him, she has to backtrack from those statements and also watch as the McCain forces use them as a club against "her" candidate.

And when Rudy Giuliani was running against John McCain, he called him unqualified for having a lack of experience in the executive end of government. Now that he's out stumping for McCain, he's decided McCain's experience makes him utterly qualified to be president.

I guess it's always been like this in politics. I'm just wondering if the era of YouTube and digital video libraries is going to cause candidates to start realizing that the words they say today, they may have to eat tomorrow.

Today's Video Link

Don LaFontaine, aka "The Movie Trailer Guy," is a legend in the world of commercials and narration. You wouldn't believe how much it costs to hire this person…and clients gladly pay it because his voice sells. In fact, they fight to hire Don even though there are plenty of actors out there who can give you a "Don LaFontaine" sound for less money. He also has a pretty good reputation in the industry for generosity, both with cash and in recommending others for jobs he thinks they need/deserve more than he does.

This would be a good time to think good thoughts about Don. At last report, he was in Cedars-Sinai Hospital in critical condition due to a blood clot lodged in his lung. We sure hope he makes it. Here's a nice little five-and-a-half minute profile of the man…

Briefly Noted…

In our discussion here the other day about sexual harassment at conventions, I ran an e-mail from Juli Thompson and she mentioned something called The Open Source Boob Project. I received a few e-mails, all from folks who wished to not be quoted by name, telling me that she had misrepresented The Open Source Boob Project and that it was not as she described. Frankly, I think that if you start something called The Open Source Boob Project, you're kind of begging to be misunderstood, no matter what you intend. One person wrote, in part…

At the very least, in the interest of fairness, you could point out that the description of the OSBP was not quite accurate, and post a link to the blog article written by the person behind it.

I hereby point out that Ms. Thompson's explanation may not be the best one but I'm not going to post the link. You can probably find it easily via Google if you care…which you shouldn't. Actually, the founder's explanation makes it sound even stupider and more sophmoric than what Juli described.

The preceding has been the last mention you will ever see on this blog of The Open Source Boob Project.

Hillary's Speech

Well, she didn't cure AIDS. But she did just about everything else.

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Now through the end of September, TwoMorrows Publishing is having a helluva sale, marking down all sorts of magazines and books, including mine. The three collections of my silly essays depicted above are now available for 50% off the cover price, which was already a bargain. And while you're at it, there are plenty of other things you'll want to order. So what are you waiting for?

Tuesday Evening

I'm kind of half-watching the Democratic convention. Everyone's waiting for Hillary Clinton's big speech and saying that it has to accomplish this, it has to accomplish that, etc. If it does anything less than cure AIDS, it will be a disappointment.

Mitt Romney is going around saying that John and Cindy McCain deserve all their mansions and riches because of all the "hard work" they've done to get them. Damn straight. Do you think it's easy to inherit a fortune from a rich father or to marry a woman who did?

I've decided to become a "values" voter. I'm going to throw my support behind politicians who can speak for one whole minute without using the word "values." I could do without all the strained Olympics analogies, too.

No one ever refers to Barack Obama except as Barack Obama. He's never Senator Obama, Mr. Obama, Obama or Barack. He's always Barack Obama. It's the same way with Charlie Brown. Always the first name and the last name.

The best line so far today has come from Senator Robert Casey from Pennsylvania. He said, "McCain likes to call himself a maverick but he votes with George W. Bush more than 90% of the time. That's not a maverick. That's a sidekick."

That's all for now. I'm going back to work until it's time to half-watch Hillary.

Tuesday Morning

Once upon a time, my e-mailbox was jammed with messages from folks in Nigeria who wanted to cut me in on huge inheritances. It was clogged with ads from people who wanted to loan me money. It was inundated with mail from those who wanted to sell me medications that would shrink or enlarge key portions of my anatomy.

Thanks to the expert Spam-filtering efforts of Time-Warner Cable, those have slowed to a trickle. What I get now is a different kind of unwanted e-mail…

People — an odd array of friends, casual acquaintances and total strangers — want me to join Facebook. They want me to join LinkedIn. They want me to join Grouply. They want me to join Ning and Friendster and MySpace and Plaxo and various Yahoo newsgroups and all sorts of personal networks that don't seem to amount to anything else than me getting more unwanted e-mail.

I gather that in many cases, these are not personal invites. The person did not say, "Oh, my Facebook group would not be complete without the valuable participation of Mark Evanier." They just dumped their entire address book into the service and I happened to be in there.

An amazing percentage of these invites are from people whose names I do not recognize. Someone named William Keefe keeps writing, "I want to add you as a friend in Grouply so you can see my profile with my pictures, my groups, and my favorite group messages." I'm not joining, Bill. I mean, it's tempting because if I see your profile and your pictures and your groups and your favorite group messages, I might get a clue as to who you are. But I'm not joining.

These groups are supposed to bring people together, I guess, and cause us all to be friends. I find they're having the opposite impact on me. I'm starting to figure that anyone who wants me to be his friend this way is no friend of mine.

Today's Video Link

Okay, time for an old commercial. This is for Funny Face Drink Mixes, which were kind of like Kool-Aid. No, come to think of it, they were exactly like Kool-Aid, which I also couldn't stand. I wrote about Funny Face Drink Mixes here and here. This spot is for the original line before Chinese Cherry was replaced by Choo Choo Cherry and Injun Orange got changed into Jolly Olly Orange. Later on, Paul Frees provided the voices of all or most of the Funny Face Drinks but these ain't him…

VIDEO MISSING

Passing Observation

I'd forgotten that 95% of a political convention is about as interesting as watching a Chia Pet sprout.

From the E-Mailbag…

From Juli Thompson comes a response to this post I wrote recently about sexual harassment…

I have been out of web contact for a week or so, and just saw your post about sexual harassment at the San Diego Comic-Con. I'm writing to comment on what you had to say.

First, this is not happening in a vacuum. Women have been being harassed at conventions since the first one, probably. We're in a minority, and frankly, a lot of the images of women in comics and fandom in general are sexualized. It's something that women have always talked about, usually only among ourselves. It isn't an issue that has been taken seriously.

Last summer, there was an incident that brought a lot of things together. If you want to spend a lot of time and energy reading about angry people and stupid behavior (on all sides), you can google "Open Source Boob Project." The short version is that some idiot decided that the world's problems were caused by the failure of women to let him fondle their breasts at will, and his decision to solve that by declaring that all breasts at conventions were available to all gropers at all times. He backtracked in the firestorm that followed, saying that women who didn't want to be groped should wear "No" buttons, and didn't see why that didn't solve the problem.

The incident, and the blogging, commenting, arguing and discussion that followed, sparked the activism of a lot of fans. They have been publicly declaring sexual harassment unacceptable, and working to prevent it at cons. There have been panels, buttons, vigilante groups, and much more. There have been complaints about this work, from those who are against sexual repression in any form, and those who think the incidents related were all good fun. There is also a subset of fandom that flatly refuses to believe that fans would ever do such a thing, because fans are a family, and cons are a safe place. John's post comes as part of this newly charged atmosphere, and reflects the request of many women that men at cons should name sexual harassment when they see it, and clearly say it isn't OK.

Your post was correct, in that sexual harassment isn't ever OK, just like murder is never OK. However, there is a subset of convention attendees who don't get that. They need to be told, firmly and publicly, that their behavior is not "cool" and it's not OK. Since fandom in general has promoted a culture of "anything goes" sexually, it isn't unreasonable to remind people in a very public way that "anything" means "anything two adults have agreed on."

I agree that this isn't something to be blamed on Comic-Con. I also agree that the management of the Comic-Con would probably have handled this better than the volunteers, but the volunteers do need to know what to do, and how to respond. I hope that John's post and other follow-up, leads to more explicit policies and training in the future.

This is longer than I intended, so I'll end it here. Thanks for reading all of this, and I hope it makes sense.

It makes sense and we're not particularly on opposite sides on this except maybe for approach.

I guess one of the things that's on my mind here is that I don't think "sexual harassment" is a useful term to employ if you want to discourage the kind of thing John DiBello's article was complaining about. The phrase was most likely coined for situations like when the boss says, explicitly or implicitly, "Sleep with me or you're fired," and maybe it needs to be saved for those pressures and intimidations. The unwelcome pawing of another person is not really harassment so much as it is assault. It almost trivializes it to call it harassment, as if the offense is primarily in that the victim is being annoyed or pursued.

No. If as John described, some lady was hugged and kissed against her will, she wasn't being harassed. She was being molested. How about if we call it that? I can well imagine some misanthropic frat boy thinking that grabbing some lady's buttocks is playful, fun, whatever…and it couldn't possibly be "sexual harassment" because it isn't particularly sexy and it isn't a boss using his position to grope a helpless employee. But call it molestation and there's no mistaking that it's a crime…and not a white-collar offense but something more akin to rape or physical violence.

I don't know that I agree that "fandom in general has promoted a culture of 'anything goes' sexually." That hasn't been my experience in close to forty years of convention-going, despite the yearning of many. It may be true in some circles, and true in the sense that the whole country has become generally more liberated. But I seriously doubt there's significantly more of it at a Comic-Con International than there is at any gathering of that size and age range. I also don't believe the cliché that cons are peopled by male geeks who live in their parents' basements and are more interested in Star Trek than in sex. I don't think that observation is any more accurate, though it seems to be far more prevalent.

Still, any violation of anyone's personal space and body is unacceptable and I'm glad it's being discussed. I just don't think announcing a policy in a program book is going to make a bit of difference and might even mislead people into thinking the threat has been somehow handled. For one thing — and I'm only half-joking about this — nobody reads convention program books. I know this to be so. I'll betcha I have the world record for the most articles, bios and certainly obits written in comic convention program books and I can't recall anyone ever saying anything to me that would indicate they ever read any of them.

More realistically, the problem is not that goons think that in the absence of an announcement to the contrary, sexual harassment is permitted. It's that they think what they're doing is not sexual harassment or, as I think it should be more effectively identified, molestation. That's if they even care about some convention's policy, which they clearly do not. What they might care about, and what might get them to keep their oily little hands to themselves, is if they think there's a decent chance of getting arrested and prosecuted. That needs to happen more often…and even if the identities of those involved is not publicized, the fact that someone got in trouble should be.

Actually, though I haven't spoken to anyone there about it, I suspect the Comic-Con International will go ahead and stick some "policy" into the program book that no one reads. It's easier for them to do that than to have the discussion about whether or not to do it. I just think it's a meaningless gesture and that where there's a genuine problem, you can do more harm than good via meaningless gestures.

Today's Video Link

The infamous (infamous for being cancelled due to political content) Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour is coming out on DVD. The show ran three seasons and the first release gives us the episodes from the third and final one. I guess they figure that if that season — the controversial one — doesn't sell, there's no point in bringing out the other years. If you'd like to pre-order a copy from Amazon, you can do that by clicking here.

Anyway, TV reporter Will Harris met Tom Smothers recently and heard him say that he was doubtful the shows would hold up for a present-day audience. Harris told him he was wrong and they subsequently did this interview, discussing the matter further.

I'm curious to see them not so much because they may have changed but because I have. Hard as it may be for some to believe from this blog, I was pretty right-wing back in '69 when these shows aired and I didn't find them that humorous. In truth, there was only a little political humor in each show but it annoyed me enough to impair my enjoyment of the entire program. By the time I changed my mind and moved to the opposite side of the street at the Vietnam protests, Tom and Dickie were off the air. I'm eager to watch these shows now and see if they're better than I thought at the time.

Here's a little more than a minute of some of the show's guests performing its theme song. It's pretty funny…and how often do you get to see David Frye these days? Or Jack E. Leonard in a dog suit? This is from the final episode, which aired 4/20/69.

Worth a Click

Here's a great little movie trivia quiz: Can you recognize the letter from the movie poster? Thanks to Steve Horton for the link. I only got 14 out of 46.

Roach Clipped

We very much enjoyed the Laurel and Hardy marathon that Turner Classic Movies offered us yesterday. We would have enjoyed it even more if some of the prints they aired hadn't been truncated or otherwise flawed…but as we always say here, some Laurel and Hardy is always better than no Laurel and Hardy.

A couple of TCM staffers read this site so let me ask them, pretty please, to find a print of Pardon Us with a clearer soundtrack, preferably one of the British release prints that's actually a little longer. I didn't watch everything but I have a couple of e-mails from L&H buffs saying that edited TV prints were used for Swiss Miss, Way Out West and Pack Up Your Troubles. This may not be TCM's fault. It may be a matter of what the distributor is supplying. Still, better copies of these films are around and there oughta be some way to get them on the air.

If you've a hankering to see a Laurel and Hardy movie, let me remind you that the TCM website will allow you to watch one of their better features, A Chump at Oxford, absolutely free and at any time you like.

Which reminds me! You can now advance-order a forthcoming (in October) boxed DVD set that contains all eighty of the Our Gang talkies that were made by the Hal Roach Studio between 1929 and 1938. These are supposedly good, "restored" prints and there are some special features, including a few commentary tracks and such, plus some silent shorts. The pre-order price is $55.00 from Amazon. Sounds great to me…and maybe it'll sell well enough to inspire a similar set of the movies that Mr. Laurel and Mr. Hardy made on that same lot.