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Who has the last laugh?
Jun. 21st, 2002 01:10 amMe. Mwaha.
Ok. So I'm way too amused, but. For those who might remember, there was this little convention in St. Louis called NTC (Name That Con). I have been a part of it almost... 9 years. Whether as a guest, or as a committee member. NTC is in its 15th year.
And NTC is broke.
Now, the backbone of NTC is this little St. Charles club of holier than thou idiots known as SCFFS. These people, since they started NTC, and have helped maintain it over the years, have decided to can the con.
Oooh. Catchy. Must remember it.
SCFFS has had years of trouble. Most people consider it a group of people who think of themselves as more... Cerebral Science Fiction Fans. Meaning, better than those silly Star Trek geeks who dress up in costumes.
How much of that is from my own inate animosity to St. Charles itself remains to be seen. And how much is actual fact, and observed behavior, is also up for question.
But SCFFS has always had trouble internally, from what I've seen. And, last year, it got about ten times worse. To the point that there wasn't going to be an NTC this year. But then this little thing called 9/11 happened, and, since hotels were suddenly screaming for business, we made a killing. Of course, the hotel still fucked us up the ass and gave our function space away to drunken idiots.
I'm sidetracking. But. SCFFS' internal troubles spilled into NTC during the con this year. From what I've heard, many things were said. Insults were passed on....
And, in the end, SCFFS held a board meeting where they decided that, since NTC made no money this year, they weren't going to hold one again. Ever.
I refuse to type in the carefully worded bullshit letter they sent to staff and committee. Mainly because it's long.
Anyway, the point of this is that some of the people who are still wanting to run an NTC passed a message to me, and it mentioned still using the NTC name. Can't do that, idiots.
See, SCFFS and the mud-slinging twits have basically clusterfucked each other.
And I'm standing in the background laughing my ass off
Ok. So I'm way too amused, but. For those who might remember, there was this little convention in St. Louis called NTC (Name That Con). I have been a part of it almost... 9 years. Whether as a guest, or as a committee member. NTC is in its 15th year.
And NTC is broke.
Now, the backbone of NTC is this little St. Charles club of holier than thou idiots known as SCFFS. These people, since they started NTC, and have helped maintain it over the years, have decided to can the con.
Oooh. Catchy. Must remember it.
SCFFS has had years of trouble. Most people consider it a group of people who think of themselves as more... Cerebral Science Fiction Fans. Meaning, better than those silly Star Trek geeks who dress up in costumes.
How much of that is from my own inate animosity to St. Charles itself remains to be seen. And how much is actual fact, and observed behavior, is also up for question.
But SCFFS has always had trouble internally, from what I've seen. And, last year, it got about ten times worse. To the point that there wasn't going to be an NTC this year. But then this little thing called 9/11 happened, and, since hotels were suddenly screaming for business, we made a killing. Of course, the hotel still fucked us up the ass and gave our function space away to drunken idiots.
I'm sidetracking. But. SCFFS' internal troubles spilled into NTC during the con this year. From what I've heard, many things were said. Insults were passed on....
And, in the end, SCFFS held a board meeting where they decided that, since NTC made no money this year, they weren't going to hold one again. Ever.
I refuse to type in the carefully worded bullshit letter they sent to staff and committee. Mainly because it's long.
Anyway, the point of this is that some of the people who are still wanting to run an NTC passed a message to me, and it mentioned still using the NTC name. Can't do that, idiots.
See, SCFFS and the mud-slinging twits have basically clusterfucked each other.
And I'm standing in the background laughing my ass off
