At London Film and Comic Con last weekend something stood out to me. It wasn’t following Nymphadora Tonks off the tube at Earl’s Court. It wasn’t the seemingly endless array of geek paraphernalia. It wasn’t even people dressed in full 4th Doctor regalia despite the blistering heat. Those things are all the bread and butter of every geek convention I’ve ever been too.
The thing that struck me was the huge variety of people there. I may have cursed the couple with a pushchair but, despite taking up too much room in a space full to bursting, they were indicative of a much larger trend that has been creeping up on those of us who have been going to cons for some time now. Nothing however was a better example of geek mainstreaming than a man who excitedly informed me of his plans to open a geek nightclub. Continue reading