When I rolled past this booth in the giant moving masses Tuesday, I did a double take on the words “Men at Arms.” “You are sexist,” I told them. “I was in the Army too.” I laughed to take the sting out of the words; they laughed back. But it is sexist.
Even when I was a kid, females in some comic strips had very exaggerated attributes. Tiny waists, big boobs, huge hips were the norm in some strips like Terry and the Pirates. Today, this attitude has gone beyond just a few strips to have become more of a norm in books and illustrations as well as comics.
As I continued my roll through the Con, I noticed a high percentage of booths featuring buxom ladies…usually as heroines, than in past years. Yes, there was some Miss Marple here. Yes, too, there were acres of cats and dogs, triangles, and even landscapes. But my sense of humor was captured by the avenues of breasts as they won the wars.
I began photographing the booths with my tongue stuck in my cheek. Once we rolled into the Gaslamp District outside the Convention Center, my camera found acres of real women selling products while using their bodies as sales tools. Sex sells indeed. When the shorts or tights are tighter or shorter than the norm, sex really sells.
The Geezer and I joked that we should call one entry “Butts and Guts.” No, I didn’t photograph the overweight man in the skin tight, see through, white hero suit with the tidy-whitey’s underneath. My jaw dropping distracted me from my camera. I shot a lot of other dramatic visions though.
Sunday was kids day. There were wonderful kids in costume everywhere, a Children’s Film Festival that lasted all day, panels discussing kids things, and a whole corridor set aside for real games the kids could play like Pokémon. Little sexism this last day when much of the focus was on the kids. We loved it all.
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