I’ve been trying to write this post on what interests me and helps me through when things are a bit rough like now. But I’m having trouble keeping it together. The other night I tried to write about my history as a comic book nerd, and wandered off into a long explanation off why I love Modesty Blaise despite it being problematic (at least the early stuff, and some of the books to).
The internet is for someone like me a lifesaver. I get to stay in touch with what’s happening in my areas of interest, discover new creators and genres and sometimes have a conversation with someone as nerdy as me. I get to feel like I’m part of the world for a little bit and be a little part of my friends lives even when I can’t take part in person.
I was relatively early online, my dad got a modem in 95 I think, and I used his connection when I was at home. I got my own in 96. Some of the guys I went to school with were gamers, but I discovered fan culture and realised that I wasn’t alone in being weird and a bit obsessive. You could say I discovered my people.
Some in the medical community acts like the internet is not real life, they seem to hold the view that not speaking face to face doesn’t count. Have you ever noticed that this is the same line of thought/excuse that trolls use? That what you say or do on the internet doesn’t count because it’s not real life? Its real alright: