https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZYi...WfY-KsZS3RgRHw
George RR Martin gives an interview here, and to spare you the whole thing, in the very beginning he talks about 1987 Comic Con, and how much smaller it was, and how it was mostly a dealer show. I remember these times. I went to a few as a teenager and younger, and I'm a older nerd in comparison to most people who'll show up to GotG, DotFP or Cap this summer.
X-Men was my sh** because they were outcasts and I felt like an outcast, ya'know, being a nerd. Kind of an endless loop I constructed for myself there. And X-Men was a dominant nerdom at the time as well, I suspect for similar reasons.
But George waxes poetic there and I must admit he makes me sort of sad, because I remember the collection of misfits we used to be. I recently attended a Con and joked "I'm probably the only guy here who works out" and then looked around realizing I'd dated myself because clearly that was not the case. Nope, many of the "cool kids" had shown up as well.
Which makes me wonder what the outcasts do now? Bronies?
Anyways, does anyone else miss the days of being an outcast. Strangely I do. I mean, not the swirlies, but some of the solitariness that came with it. The chance encounters of finally meeting someone who knew about Optimus Prime and Cyclops. The sort of bond you instantly created when you met another nerd because we were such a rare breed. In a way it almost felt like X-Men.