Don’t be too horrified, my Comic Con tales all come second hand.  Like the Skyfields and the Mccoys before us, the Trekkie and the Star Wars Geek have long since spilled blood on convention center grounds, all across these United States under Khan.  Trekkies hated Star Wars fans and their easily approachable characters. It’s said in hushed circles that Trekkies finally gave Star Wars it’s due “props” when Jar Jar was introduced.  Only then was a character off-putting enough to make the Star Wars Universe sufficiently nerdy.  Star Wars fans decried the tight fitting costumes and the fully learnable Trek languages of Klingon and Esperanto as too far down the garbage compactor chute to be worth the effort.

Visions of Avatar and Iron Man 2 trailers danced in their heads.  The eloquence of the light saber vs the versatility of the phazer debate had started on schedule while the uber fans waited in lines a many.  Then in they came, wafting in like a gloomy dirigible of sparkles and angst: The Edwards and the Bellas.  Both Spock and Boba Fett look alikes brandished their Iphones and Blackberries.  Two quintessential nerd debates put aside for more peaceful times.  Today Blackberry and Boba, Spock and Iphone became brothers in arms to perform one big Care Bear Stare of flash photography.

Photographs of the twilighters, fangbangers–to borrow a term–were let loose upon the twitterscape.  An alliance was formed. Triumphant in their first barage of smug tweets they roared in unison,  a Tuscan Raider brae and the cry of a dying red shirt for a moment coexisted.  Boos filled the halls like the sound of a thermal detonator sploding in a crate of dilithium crystals.  A new geek has infiltrated the Con, and in accordance of the Geek Caste System established long ago.  They will be placed right below Harry Potter fans that wear Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Griffindore Robes and right above those that wear Hufflepuff.  There they shall remain until the next even more losery generation of fans rears it’s ugly head.