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The thing is that most of the geeks I have known, and I count myself as one of them, have found love and happiness with a good looking sexually attractive partner. Some of them have taken longer than others, and I've been surprised at the number of successful pairings. Did you know that female librarians can swoop down and carry men off to their lairs? I didn't, but a guy I knew found out.

I agree that a lot of the sex object stuff in fandom is a bit one sided, but I've noticed a lot more guys making an effort at the various anime conferences that spill out onto the streets here and there. The look for men is obviously not quite the same as for women. It usually involves leather vests, stylized pants, weird looking hair and sometimes a sword. Not being a cosplay female, I can't evaluate the effect, but it definitely shows effort, and a lot of them were talking amiably with anime dressed women.

You should at least be thankful the guys don't go all out for the Jabba the Hut look alike competition.

Booba Fett

I am a female cosplayer. I must say there is something so amazingly fun and liberating dressing up as a character I have cherished since childhood and watching other little kids look up at me with awe. It is, however, annoying when people (usually guys) only recognize my costumes when they are the "sexy" characters. I dressed up as three characters this year at San Diego Comic Con: Celes from Final Fantasy VI (which by the way is > than VII), Harley Quinn, and Andrea from The Walking Dead (comic... not TV show). I was occasionally recognized as Celes (mostly by people working at SquareEnix) and other people dressed as Final Fantasy characters. The majority of people who liked my costume had NO idea who I was and just thought I looked "pretty." I was DEFINITELY recognized as Harley and got hounded by everyone from G4 to the creepy mouth breathing mid-40's dude with a camera. And then there's my Andrea costume. I was so damned proud of it. Not a single person recognized it... not even when I was standing right next to The Walking Dead booth. T_T

The reason for my frustration: I not only seriously considered cosplaying as Andrea because a) she's a strong and beautiful woman, b) she's intelligent and is a surgeon with a rifle, and c) she's badass... simple as that... and NO ONE bothered to look at me twice because I had a giant scar on my face, wore a tank top and jeans, and had a rifle over my shoulder. You know who one person thought I was: Claire from Lost. /facepalm

Anyway, my point is this: Yes, I enjoy looking pretty or sexy in a costume every now and then... but when I (and many other cosplayers) don a costume of someone who doesn't have those attributes, we're basically chopped liver. Come on guys! Show the REAL geek girls some love!


This bit really resonated:

the central myth of their lives---retold and retold in their comic books, favorite novels and movies, and even in their video games---is that soon something will happen that will allow them to reveal their so far well-hidden awesomeness

It's like the bit from "On the Rainy River" in The Things They Carried, which struck me as painfully true.

If the stakes ever became high enough--if the evil were evil enough, if the good were good enough--I would simply tap a secret reservoir of courage that had been accumulating inside me over the years. Courage, I seemed to think, comes to us in finite quantities, like an inheritance, and by being frugal and stashing it away and letting it earn interest, we steadily increase our moral capital in preparation for that day when the account must be drawn down. It was a comforting theory. It dispensed with all those bothersome little acts of daily courage; it offered hope and grace to the repetitive coward; it justified the past while amortizing the future.

I think this is why I liked Captain America so much. Steve Rogers doesn't get superpowers and then turn into a hero. He was already a courageous hero when he was just a stunted kid; all the superpowers did was allow his body to finally cash the checks his courage kept writing. Now that's what a hero should be.

Pat Powers

Bah. There's something vaguely jerkish about your rant. The girls who are dressing as Slave Leia are not all as pretty as the ones in your picture, many are ordinary looking women. They are enjoying the fantasy of being Slave Leia. The guys who admire them are enjoying the fantasy of having Slave Leia around. Jeebus, fella, let them have their fantasy lives instead of trying to draw the Real World into it.

If guys are not working, dating, etc., those are real world issues that have to be dealt with in real world terms. Slave Leia and the rest of it is just for fun. Why do some people -- points at Mannion -- have to drag the real world into fantasy? There are some places where compartmentalizing is appropriate, this is one of them.

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