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The cartoon about how stragne open carry really is.


I am spockUnless you've been living alone on an isolated island in the South Pacific for the past 70 years, preparing to single-handedly repel the inevitable imperialist assault on your idyllic outpost, then you know that comic conventions have become big business in America, pumping millions if not billions of dollars into the economy and giving legions of geeks and nerds reason to live.

I like to believe that Leonard Nimoy was largely responsible for their current popularity.

It's hard to dispute the idea that Nimoy's Spock was the heart and soul of Star Trek. Except for those weird pon farr episodes our favorite green-blooded hobgoblin was the dependable anchor about which the fantastical plotlines revolved weekly. Without his gravitas, and an eyebrow that could speak volumes, Star Trek would have been a confection rather than a banquet. It would have been lost in space, if you know what I mean. In fact, I'd go so far as to say Star Trek without Spock wouldn't have lasted a full season.

As a result of the program's popularity, especially in syndication, comic and sci-fi conventions suddenly had bankable superstars to broaden their attendance, providing a reliable forum for an audience eager to seek, popularize, or outright invent whole new genre's of pop-culture.

So thanks Mr. Nimoy, for cosplay and filking, furries and steampunk, slave Leia group photos and sexy Pikachus, anime and dakimakura, swag and hover-hands, panel discussions and game-rooms full of reeking neckbeards...

But mostly for "Live long and prosper."

Because you will always be our friend.


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Google Chow (Eat hearty, little Google-bots!)

Mommy! Look at those two men!
thinks: Oh, god.
I never seen men do THAT before.
Don't stare, Billy.
Is there something wrong with them, Mommy?
They're... special, Billy.
Wow. Will I be special someday, too?
Let's go, Billy!
Two open carry cretins carrying guns.