Sunday, March 1, 2015

Preparing To Toast Marsh Melons In The Undiscovered Country: An Apologist's Remembrance Of Spock And The World Of Trek.


“I have been, and always shall be, your friend.” ~ Spock          





There are many things in life that we become irrationally attached to. There is no rhyme or reason as to the selection of the objects we feel a deep rooted connection. Be they a song, a person, a character, or our childhood comfort blanket we still secretly keep tucked away after all these years, we simply become bonded with them.

Some of these attachments are immediate. My life long crush on Alyssa Milano, or my debilitating weakness for redheads are two prime examples. Others, slowly build over time, becoming stronger and stronger over the passing years. This for me was the case of my attachment to Leonard Nimoy. Or rather should I say, for right or wrong, my attachment to Spock? It first began as a small child when my Mother and Grandfather would force me to watch the original Star Trek. Why did they torture me!. Then, a couple of years later by the time I discovered Star Trek: The Animated Series I was more than willing to get up all by my lonesome, far before the Sun on a Saturday morning to see the adventures of the crew of the Enterprise whilst munching on cinnamon sugar toast.
However, admittedly at a certain point, and for a few years, I became distracted by the phenomenon known as Star Wars. At that age Star Wars was much more exciting. In 1982, however, that all changed. 

                                                                      The Wrath Of Khan

When The Wrath of Khan came out I realized how important Spock was to me. I was already discovering a love of science at the time thanks to Carl Sagan's Cosmos: A Personal Voyage. Suddenly all those episodes of Star Trek came back to me, remembering Spock's devotion to logic, and to what I would learn later, critical thinking. I now began to understand the importance of these things. How to think things through, coming to the logical conclusion and acting accordingly. Sometimes it was to communicate with something, or someone, you do not understand before you throw the first punch, or phaser shot. Other times it was in order to keep yourself from jumping to the wrong conclusion, from allowing yourself to be fooled by exaggerated claims that in some cases could be harmful to you or others. Or perhaps it was to help you conclude that the needs of the many, outweigh the needs of the few...or the one. To understand that your ultimate sacrifice will save countless others.

The death of Spock, his sacrifice, I found mesmerizing and brave. It stuck with me for a long time. I have seen such things before in film, literature, and even the daily news, but seeing Spock on the silver screen fade away while his friends look on on horror, unable to rescue him even though he is merely a few feet away? It changed me. I had seen death twice in my life before then, and this felt just as real to my ten year old self.




                                                                         The Final Frontier

The Final Frontier is one of my favorites of the Trek films. Not because of the quality, mind you. but when you use it as a study into the friendship between Spock, Kirk, and McCoy, it becomes a fascinating story. I have been extremely close to a few people, but am unsure if I have ever been as close to anyone in the way those three were to each other. It was that band of brothers mentality, that experience (or experiences) that bonded people together greater perhaps than even any blood bond could be. They have been through too much, seen much of the galaxy in great detail, and been a part of an in-depth Trek history.

To me, that was very key. This is when Star Trek far surpassed Star Wars for me. It was a fuller and wider universe with characters I found to be more rounded. It became science fiction's version of Tolkien while Star Wars was more of the lesser world of Lewis, with its borrowed characters and far too choked with allegory for my taste. Like Tolkien's work Trek had a deep and well developed history with languages and tangible worlds. You could practically study these things in an academic way, and indeed eventually many have.

As a vague mythology taking place outside of our world, in fact far away from our place in the universe, Star Wars is great (I do tend to think of Wars as more science fantasy than science fiction). As an historical and human mythology spanning not only our past but our future, Trek outweighs Wars immensely. As a nerd I love both and hold them dear. I just don't let my adolescent self dictate why I prefer something slightly more than the other.



                                                                          S'chn T'gai Spock


"Logic is the beginning of all wisdom, not the end." - Spock

Captain Kirk may have been a stud and brilliant commander. Bones may have been the best Starfleet doctor, wrapped in a gruff cynical outer shell with a grumpy disposition but at heart, a true softy. And Scotty may have been a mischievous fun-loving engineer with the penchant for lying to his captain. However it was Spock who kept it all together. He was the one that saw the whole picture, guiding his captain and friend to hopefully make the correct decision. With his logic and a nearly zen like quality he could keep the captain and crew from rushing in or losing control. With his well hidden humor, a bad habit picked up by those illogical and emotional humans, he could deceptively lighten the mood in most situations.

Spock was a scientist, a scholar, a leader, a commander, an ambassador, a warrior, and most importantly in the end, a peace maker. All these thing were also represented in Leonard Nimoy, the man who portrayed the character. A polymath, Nimoy dabbled in everything. He served in the Army Reserves. He had an MA in education. He was an actor, a singer, a writer, a photographer, and a director,

He said that playing the role of Spock so often, due to the long days and weeks during the series, it eventually began to influence his own private personality.

"To this day, I sense Vulcan speech patterns, Vulcan social attitudes and even Vulcan patterns of logic and emotional suppression in my behavior."~ Leonard Nimoy

Nimoy was also a strong supporter of the feminist movement and equal rights. His Full Body Project drew much attention. I wonder how much of the influence of Spock shaped his views or how much of it was all Nimoy from the outset? I don't think it truly matters. He and the character he created have, and will have, a great and everlasting impact on the world. They both changed lives for the better.

God speed, Mr. Nimoy and Mr. Spock, I hope you find enlightenment in Sha Ka Ree.









Saturday, February 21, 2015

Update on my projects including an exciting new one.


I thought I would bring the three people who read my "blog" up to date on what is going on with my projects. I know it has been quite some time since I have written anything on here. Why? Well....




First, the long running projects:

                                        Villainous Rational (tentative title)

The last time I wrote on my highly neglected blog I was informing you about a four part series on villains I was developing. I am still working on it semi-actively and am enjoying the subject a great deal. Recently I have found, and have been exchanging emails with, a writer from Santa Fe who has worked on a story about one of the villains I will be focusing on. I am hunting down material for that character but it's taking some time finding this particular se7en part comic series (based on a movie)
I have no deadline ( perfect for a person who suffers from what I do) which means it will be done when it's done. To paraphrase Gandalf; 

                                  "A Writer is never late, nor is he early. He finishes precisely when he means to."

                                          My comic

I am still working on it but have begun to look at it from a different angle. I take it out on occasion and go through some things. I expand the outline, work on characters, and work the script for issue #1. I am in no rush.


                                          Poker book

I actually have two poker books I'd like to do. One is an adaptation of a famous book, and the other is more for fun. When I find the time and I am in that mindset I will return to the second one. The other I am not so concerned about.

                                          Short stories


I easily become bored. My mind wanders at incredible speeds and is always fifty steps ahead of me. Unfortunately I'm not quick, nor smart enough, to keep up with it or use it to my advantage.  
  I have many short stories started. Sometimes I say "fuck it" and never intend to go back to that particular one. Sometimes I realize it belongs in a different world but am unsure of what that is. A few times I realized that a story I'm working on, specifically the main character, is in fact a part of the comic I am slowly piecing together. All these things keep me from working on any particular story for very long. It's as though.... look! a kitty!


                                       Crimson and Covers


     
   This is a project I am truly in love with. This is the "radio" show I started working on a long time ago. It is dedicated to cover songs of every genre, by artists of every genre. The first episode was put together months ago but due to my own ineptitude and the fact computers are my mortal enemies, I have been unable to finalize it as of yet. 
I have several shows already planned out and ready for me to record my DJ(?) parts, but until I figure what I did wrong they will also have to wait.  I do manage to post videos from time to time on the Facebook page.



                                      


                                        Second Breakfast

           
         Huh. I haven't even thought of this in quite some time. Second Breakfast is a little music project I would like to do. Basically me with no talent (bad voice and simple bass guitar) writing a song on occasion and having some friends add guitar or other instruments to it. This would be done long distance, so who knows what it would end up sounding like or how frustrated I would become?


                                  

My newest and most personally challenging project 


Okay. Some background is in order in case you do not know me well. 
I have been battling anxiety and depression for twenty five years. These things developed into agoraphobia around fourteen years ago. It has been a horrible experience and close to fatal at my darkest times. I am vastly improved but have quite a ways to go. I work hard at changing my life back around, to function as normally as I can.

I have been in contact with the founder and editor of a small and new online magazine out of England called Chucktown. We started discussing an idea I have for a series of articles. I would be following a certain historical Old West icon through my current home of  New Mexico. I would be interviewing the people of these small towns, getting their perspective of life there and of the history of this man. 
The history, sites, and the people who now occupy these historical towns would merely be a backdrop. The real story would be about me, an agoraphobic man, taking this solo journey around the state. About whether I can even complete any or all of it. I am only just beginning to travel locally around the west side of Albuquerque and Rio Rancho without total fear or panic attacks. Yet within the next couple of months I am willing to jump into the deep end of the pool, uncertain if I can even swim. This both excites and terrifies me. 

I have also been in contact with a well-known historian who has been extremely helpful. He offers guided tours in the town where much took place. I would like to do this as well as interview him. These things, and the journey itself, are not free, or even cheap.

I will most likely be doing a funding campaign for this journey as I am not being paid for this by Chucktown. This is something I feel I need, and have to do. It is a huge undertaking but I have to try to push my frightened self further than ever before. After all of this I will then compile and expand these articles into book form. My hope would be this could benefit someone who suffers from the same thing. To let them know it is possible to take their lives, at least a good part of it, back. Also, I would hope to finally support myself with writing. Social Security is not a way to live. Getting off of it, doing better mentally, and doing something I love in order to support myself is the dream. A dream that once seemed impossible. Now? It is starting to feel that it is not only possible, but that I am on my way to actually doing it.


I thank you for your time.

David


Post Script. 

If any are interested in helping me let me know. I could also use guidance on what funding site would be best.

And if any artists out there would like to work with me on the comic, let me know. I would love to collaborate on it.


Update: September 7, 2015


I have decided I will not be doing the project for Chucktown owning to changes they have gone through. I fully intend on continuing with this project, however, it will be solely for a book.

I have put all my other projects on hold for this but have also added a project. I would like to write an article for True West Magazine. I have picked my subject and have frustratingly been researching. I am in the process of writing two versions at the same time and may add a third. Why? Because I am unsure of the angle I wish to do this story. I figured I would give myself a few options. 

That's all for this update.

Thanks for your time.








Saturday, November 29, 2014

Villainous Rationale: Introduction

 My favorite villain is not my favorite type of villain.

The villain who stays with me, even through the many interpretations outside of the comics by several actors, and who without a doubt is my favorite: Joker.
He is chaos personified. Save for the The Dark Knight film, he is insane and yet seems to know it. Which leads to an interesting question. If he knows he is crazy, then is he truly crazy, or rather a complete entity of evil? However, this is not a question to answer at this time. This is about the best type of villains.

To me, the best villains are the ones who seem to be driven by "legitimate" reasons. Their rationale for the terrible things they do can be understood by most anyone. Sometimes it is even to the point where we as an audience, or reader, may find ourselves cringing at the fact that we may, regretfully, understand the logic. That perhaps we could be swayed by the arguments into accepting the horrible things he or she has done. That is also the brilliance to some of these characters. They are truly multidimensional and they, or most, contain the skills in leadership and communication that leads others to accept those means that are being justified.
Among them is also the villain where it appears they have no true control. Circumstance, weakness, or even necessity coupled with an already delinquent personality can envelope someone where there is no escape from evil.

Let me be clear, I'm not referring to the anti-hero. An anti-hero is a central character that does less than heroic things. He would just as soon kill you as look at you if it was in his best interests, or an easy solution.


Over the next few weeks I will be doing a four part series where we will examine three specific Villains, and one grouped category.

These will be

Villainous Rationale:

The Addiction Of Gollum
The Abuse Of John Doe
The Genocide Of Magneto
The Nature Of The Beast

I hope you will join me in the examination of these characters and find it interesting.
Finally, who is your favorite villain, and more importantly, why?






Thursday, November 20, 2014

Accepting It Once And For All: Things I Learned Being A Nerd

                                                                     Hi. My name is David, and I'm a nerd...

   I was a typical boy. I loved superheros, cartoons, television, movies, and books. My earliest memories of nerdom came from two shows, both of which were animated. One, Star Blazers. The other, Star Trek: The Animated Series. I would wake up far too early for any kid on Saturday mornings just to catch them.
I fell in love with science fiction due to those two shows. From that moment on, it would be a life-long journey as well as a love/hate relationship with all things "nerd."
    When I was five I made sure to watch the premier of The Incredible Hulk, starring Bill Bixby and Lou Ferrigno. I had already been watching such shows as Wonder Woman, The Six Million Dollar Man, and The Bionic Woman. It was around this time my family had introduced me to a long canceled yet pioneering live action version of that wonderful show called "Star Trek". 
Shortly after The Incredible Hulk, The Amazing Spider-Man premiered in all its cheesy glory. A year after that, there were two forgettable Captain America Movies. Spider-Man, web-slinging and all, did not survive for long.
The biggest thrills and influences on me were perhaps in the reruns of the '66 Batman series, the silver screen version of Superman, an animated version of The Hobbit, and a little movie that came out in '77 called "Star Wars".  What a great time for an imaginative young boy!
   In the years to follow came cinematic gems like The Empire Strikes Back, Return of the Jedi, Dune, The Wrath of Khan, Superman II,  , E.T., Blade Runner, Indiana Jones, Explorers, Tron, The Last Star Fighter, Enemy Mine, and many, many more.
On the small screen we had Transformers, Buck Rogers, Knight Rider, V, Battle Star Galactica, The Greatest American Hero, Mork & Mindy,  Doctor Who, Max Headroom, and about a thousand others. All of that was just during the mid 70's to the mid 80's! The following thirty years came with some brilliant movies and TV series' in the science fiction, fantasy, and superhero/comic genres.  

                                                                                I Was A Coward...

  It was one thing to talk about, indeed get excited for, those types of things as a kid. When you get older, however, it becomes more difficult to freely do as such. The fear of what our peers would think ate deep at the fragile teenage psyche for far too many of us. 
 My entire adult life I was unable to openly come out of the nerd closet. I had a phrase I would use when conversations became too nerdy; "I don't know what that is."  It was one part joke and one part a cowardly facade . Of course, towards the end of my fraudulent ways I would have a wry smile on my face when uttering those words. 
  We all knew that I was a big fat nerd. I was just incapable of freely expressing it. I'm unsure as to why that was. Maybe because of being picked on as a boy? For being left out of things because of my hanging out with the "weird" kids? Who knows? Thankfully, the denial of who I was has ended. 

                                                            I have seen the light, and I solemnly swear I'm up to no good

   Science fiction, fantasy, superhero, and comic book. I loved all of those genres with a passion when it came to movies, T.V. shows and litterateur. I veraciously absorb Tolkien as though I'm working on a PhD in Tolkienology. Begining on September 22nd, of every year, I read The Lord of the Rings. Why then? Because it's Bilbo and Frodo's birthday, that's why! I read Dune fairly often, as well as Harry Potter (which I "accidentally" read for the first time in '04.) What I never really read, however, were actual comic books. I had little interest in them and avoided these save for the very rare occasion.
   I had read a few comics over the years: Spider-Man, Dead World, Judge Dredd, The Tick, and Batman, but even combined they amounted to only a handful throughout my first forty years. It was in the other mediums earlier mentioned that I secretly filled my camel-like nerd hump. Only in the last eighteen months was it that the comic book Sarlacc pit swallowed me. Characters I had only slight knowledge of since I was a child were suddenly in the forefront of my mind, jumping off the colorful pages before me. Doctor Strange, Deathstroke, Green Arrow, Yondu, Star Lord, Ultron, Black Panther, Thanos, Rocket, Deadpool, and Harley Quinn. But, in what may have been the most enjoyable part, the ability to dig much further into that, the greatest of villains, Joker! 
I am only in my early stages of comic book hording, or midlife crisis, if you will 


  Several things have contributed to my new found love of comics. The memories of the shows I watched growing up. The excellent movies beginning with X-Men in '00. The creation of the Marvel Cinematic Universe. The modern D.C. televisions shows. And the final piece to the puzzle fell when I discovered Comic Book Men.
I suppose I was always on the edge of the comic book chasm but it was a beautiful coalescing of all those things that ultimately pushed me over the edge. And not only me, but thousands of others too. This is another Golden Age that should be celebrated instead of the pissing and moaning we hear from some of the fanboys. "You only know about -insert title here-  because of a stupid movie!". What is my response to such notions? "So what?" Besides, Comics aren't for everyone and you do not own the sole rights to the materiel nor can you dictate who can or cannot enjoy the adaptations on the silver screen or the books themselves. 
Please, Just let them appreciate it however they can. Many are excitedly and actively seeking out, and have the desire, to love the same things you already do. If watching a movie or a television show is now bringing more people into this beautiful world of art and writing, let them come! 


                                                                           Have you heard? I'm a nerd! Get used it!

  I am proud to openly declare that I'm a nerd. I'm proud to openly declare that I love comic books. No person should feel ashamed of such a thing. In fact, being a nerd has taught me some important lessons and I've come across some sage advice that muggles, civilians, non-mutants, non space explorers, and non time travelers most likely will never understand.  I will leave you with a few of these. So, until next time, remember...




1: He who controls the Spice controls the universe
2: Always turn to page 394
3: Han shot first
4: Don't panic
5: Shakespeare is best when heard in its original Klingon
6: You won’t like some people when they're angry
7: When asked if you are a God, the proper response is always "YES"
8: Don't believe in the "no win scenario"
9: Do, or do not. There is no "try"
10:  Not all tears are an evil
11: With great power there must also come great responsibility
12: Be weary of old books that have been written in, or perhaps have covers made of human skin


                                      13: Even wonderful childhood memories, can on occasion, destroy large cities




14: Never say someone's name three times in a row
15: Never eat the small piles of powder all over the empty ship
16: If you can, take your chances with the pig lizard
17: Some people just want to watch the world burn
18: Try to aim for the head
19: No one tosses a dwarf, unless asked (then it must always remain a secret)
20: If you're six-foot-three and have had a beard since you were fifteen, you're probably not an elf
21: When your co-worker has a really bad stomach ache, everyone should just stand back (or get him some Pepto-Bismol)
22: Pronouncing words incorrectly can at times lead to failure, or even disaster 
23: Always follow the rules regarding your pets
24: When the time calls for it, you may set booty traps 

                             25: Drinking or eating consumables with unknown ingredients can lead to unwanted side effects 


26: Sometimes, if well prepared, one can match wits with a Sicilian even if death is on the line
27: A belt just means you don't need a rope to hold your pants up*
28: Always open the fortune cookie before you eat it
29: The cake is a lie
30: Sometimes during a worldwide crisis it is best to get to the pub
31: Jewelry found in dark places should most likely be destroyed.
32: Everyone falls the first time  
33: "Get her!" is not a great plan
34: Always know where one's towel is
35: The proper (and cool) response to "I love you" is always "I know"
36: Never interfere with your parent's first meeting
37: Not everyone is worthy of having an awesome hammer
38: An escaped penis probably goes by the name "Archie"
39: Sleepy little villages with an overly enthusiastic Neighborhood Watch talking about the "greater good" is most likely hiding something*


                                 40: If you have a suspicion that creepy redheaded pizza delivery boy is a vampire, spilling your sunflower seeds will distract and slow him down 




41: Never name a computer HAL. (However, the names K.I.T.T., or Holly, are acceptable)
42: ...is the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything
43: Never have sex with the female version of yourself from another dimension.
44: A servant of the enemy would perhaps look fairer and feel fouler

                          And finally...  #45: Never blink or turn your back on statues covering their eyes. Especially if they are angels.


Weeping Angel by Victoria-Fletcher



*From honorary nerd sources





Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Nicknames: Cadit a gratia

    Fish, Crusty, Elwood, Dave-O, The Dark Lord, DaveStarr, Super Dave, Barry, and Turbo are just a few of the monikers that have been attached to me at some point in my life. There was even one very unpronounceable Eskimo-Aleut nickname given me by a group of tiny native ladies. All I know is it had something to do with my, well, seventeen year old posterior.
    We are branded with these names in a variety of ways. It can be a play on words or a joke gone too far. A girl’s teasing of a boy she has a crush on, or vice versa. It can stem from our actions or our profession. A common way of gaining a nickname is by where we are from or live. It can also be in the form of irony. But, on a rare occasion, it’s just to hide an embarrassing name our parents slapped on us at birth, ensuring us a difficult yet far from uninteresting childhood by bringing out every lurking bully from the shadows.  



Bartholomew "Bat" Masterson 
“Bartholomew? Well, Bat, that’s a beautiful name. There’s no reason to be ashamed of a twenty five dollar handle like that. Maybe I’ll just call you that all the time. ‘Bartholomew’. “

                                 -Wyatt Earp (Kevin Costner) upon finding out Bat Masterson’s real name  


                                                                                           
    

  However we get them, some may be for only a brief period of time while others could last a lifetime. Some people will try to give a person a nickname but it ultimately doesn’t stick. Dave “Devilfish” Ulliott told me that fellow poker player, John Shipley, really wanted a nickname. One day while they were playing in Vegas, Dave noticed that Shipley had been sitting on a magazine. Devilfish, beeing curious, asked him why and John’s reply was that the chairs made his “arse sweaty”. Naturally Dave started to call him “Sweaty Arse”. I asked if the name stuck and was sadly informed by Ulliott that "No it never stuck. But the magazine sure did!" 
      Others have tried to place a new moniker on someone where it was painfuly obvious that they were trying too hard to make it stick. I remember Mariners color announcer Ron Fairly (who many dubbed “Captain Obvious”) trying to give starting pitcher Freddy Garcia the nickname of “The Bear”. He tried relentlessly to get people to call him that. Over and over he would insist on calling him “The Bear” during the broadcasts. This went on for quite some time until one day people started calling Garcia “Chief”. Why? Because someone in the clubhouse one day decided he looked like actor and artist, Will Sampson, from One Flew Over the Cuckcoo’s Nest. I never heard Fairly say “The Bear” again. He seemed to finally give it up but I have a feeling he was a little upset by it.




Thomas Austin Preston Jr. "Amarillo Slim"

"It's a good thing he did, because Amarillo Slim sounds a heck of a lot better than Turkey Tom or Arkansas Austin.” 
                                                     - Amarillo Slim (Thomas Austin Preston, Jr)

Leroy Robert "Satchel" Paige





My feet ain't got nothing to do with my nickname,
but when folks get it in their heads that a feller's got big feet,
soon the feet start looking big.”
                                                    - Satchel Paige






Bob "Death To Flying Things" Ferguson 




     To me, some of the best nicknames have come from the worlds of Baseball, and Poker, however, sports in general is home to many of the greats*. There you will find the likes of The Big Unit, Oil Can, The Minister Of Defense, Shoeless Joe, Amarillo Slim, The Sheriff, The Admiral, Mailman, Texas Dolly, Eskimo, The Mouth, The Magician, Jennicide, and the aforementioned Devilfish. However, my absolute favorite has to be Bob “Death to Flying Things” Ferguson (also shared with Jack Chapman)
     If you examine the world of music, and specifically from the Jazz and Blues genre, there are such classics as Muddy, Leadbelly, Bing, T-Bone (Walker), Peg Leg, Cootie, Count, Tootie, and Satchmo. I could continue until the mighty Mississippi herself dried up, but you get the idea.


When thinking of nicknames we must not ignore those from the pages (and screens) of fiction. Here lurking are those known to us as Nuke Laloosh, Tin Cup, The Swede, Wolverine, Neo, Oddjob, Worm, and of course Juggernaut, bitch!
      History too is littered with great nicknames. Be them attached to the good, the bad, or the pure evil, their names stick with us. Such names as Vlad the Impaler, Deadwood Dick, Ike, Le Petit Coporal, Mad Monk, Iron Lady, The Maid of Orleans, The Bard, Old Hickory, and Scarface will continue to be known for many generations to come. In what has to be one of the best historical nicknames belongs to Eugene Bullard, otherwise known as "The Black Swallow of Death". Eugene was one of only two black combat pilots who served in WWI (the other was Ottoman pilot Ahmet Ali Celikten.)


"The Black Swallow of Death", Eugene Bullard



                                                                    “You're not allowed to give yourself a nickname.
                                                                            This holds true in life as well as in poker.”
                                                                  
                                                                                                          - Richard Roeper

  It is true, a person shouldn't give themselves a nickname. It's bad nickname etiquette to do so but it does happen. Luis “Honey Boy ”De Valle, Austin “Subzero” Rivers, Floyd “Money” Mayweather Jr., and Kobe “Black Mamba” Bryant are examples of people giving themselves nicknames.
     Perhaps even I in a small way have been guilty of this. Whenever I would write something about poker on Facebook or Twitter, I took to signing off with the name of “Sisyphus”. I will say that I never actually claimed it to be a nickname. Weak, I know. This persona, or alter ego if you will, came from the far too often occurrence of my chip stack rising, then falling, then rising, then falling, rising…. You see the pattern? One day during our weekly home game I exclaimed that I must be the Sisyphus incarnate of the poker world, where promptly there was some agreement among my friends.
   Some names become too commonplace and overused. Many of the most common have been around for as long as we have had names and are still to this day used. Labels such as RockyRed, Tiny, Hoss, Wild Bill, Papi, Black Jack, Sugar, Hitman, Snake, Tex, Buster, and some form of "Kid" have all become transformed into the cookie cutter variety.

Look at all those CHILDREN! 
                                           




                                                              "No orator can top the one who can give good nicknames."

                 
                                                                                        - Ralph Waldo Emerson

We have come to a point where nicknames are beyond the cookie cutter variety in lameness. With the advent of computer machines, and the interwebs, a whole new brand of patheticism in the nicknaming ability has sunk to an all time low.
 
Online poker was a large part of my life for a while and I can tell you I have seen some of the worst handles being used by my fellow players. What is even more maddening is that when a small few of those players get to be known well enough, I am then forced to see those online handles being used in print and on T.V. (Durrrr.)
 I have known many online players with terrible online names. No, I won't go into detail. I will however, give one of my favorites: AKQJ2DAMMIT! Anyone who plays knows the frustration and can identify with this name. It makes for a great online handle, but not necessarily a good nickname. That is true for many of the names floating around the vacuum of cyberspace. You can use it online, sure, but please do not bring it into the real world.

   The other type and most common form of the watered-down cheap whiskey kind of names are  when an "ie", "ey", or "y" is simply tacked onto to the end of a person's first or last name. This seems to be the modern day practice of baseball clubhouses. Where we once had notables like The rocket, The Ryan Express, and Pee Wee, we now have Coney, Davey, Jonesy, Johnnie, Marky, and Mattie. I sometimes wonder exactly how many "Hendu"'s there have been simply due to the shared last name of Henderson? Too many, I'm sure.
     Now, I understand many of those are simply terms of endearment and not true nicknames per se, I take no particular issue when it comes to such a reason. It is when pure laziness and lack of creativity are the clear reason that I become saddened, irritated, and curious as to how the great nicknames fell from grace.

   Let us have no more A-Rod's, I-Rod's, Pudge's, or D-Wade's, No more ScarJo's, JLaw's, or B-Rad's.
I long for the Bone's, Ginga Ninja's, Puddin' Head's, and the Catfish's". Give me the The Rooster's (Red or plain),  Bleedin' Gums', or Reign Man's. Remember the Galloping Ghost's, Blood And Guts', Scourge Of God's, the Impaler's, and Red Barron"s. (True, some of those weren't exactly wonderful people but hey, their nicknames sure were!)

Out of the ashes, like the phoenix, I want to see the art form of the nickname rise to it's former glory.







* While writing this I couldn't help but wonder; how is it that Cortez Kennedy was never called "Conquistador"?