I Made a Difference- With Comics!

I'm a member of my college's chapter of the International English Honors Society, Sigma Tau Delta. I still have a puerile enough sense of humor that it amuses me that our initials are STD. And yet I was once an officer in the organization. I'm not sure how that happened either. But I digress. Constantly.

One of the community service activities the society is taking part in this semester is Make a Difference Day, which is "the most encompassing national day of helping others" and involves taking on community service projects of your choice. The project the society took on was helping a Boys and Girls Club in need of renovation and donations of supplies. So, of course, this was a situation that I thought would be perfect for comics activisim! 

I could hook a few of 'em while they're young on the kid friendly superhero trades with characters from movies they were familiar with, and in a few years, they'd be ravenous comic book junkies morgaging their futures, just like our own Greg Burgas! It's all part of Cronin's recruitment drive for the blog, really. Soon, all of you will be members. Although only he and people named Greg will ever post regularly.Okay, I was joking. Mostly. Cronin is gunning for assimilation, like the Phalanax in the X-Men comics I grew up reading. Except not sucky. This was more of a spontaneous gesture when I was thinking of something to donate. It just happened to dawn on me that, hey, I have a lot of trades laying around that I will probably never read again, and kids might really like them.  

And if anything I hastily threw in a bag the morning donations were due, from the first volume of Ultimate Fantastic Four to Byrne's Man of Steel (and yes, I can imagine some of you thinking that I'm being cruel to the children there) to the first two volumes of Bone and a Batman Adventures trade, happens to spark an interest in the medium for some kid, well, that would make me quite happy. Unless they grew up to post on the Byrne or Bendis's board or something. That is, if they even get them.

It's probably just me being paranoid and the years of conditioning I've had as a comics fan that lead to having a persecution complex about the medium, but I'm sort of worried that the kids might not even get them because someone wouldn't want them reading comics, and they'll wind up in the trash somewhere. That's why I almost didn't donate them. That and the possessiveness that comes with being a collector. I was fully prepared to defend the medium's legitimacy tooth and nail, but in the end, I just wound up dropping off the bag in a dean's office and going on my way. 

Hopefully they do wind up in the hands of some kids who will enjoy them. I remember how cool it was when I found an old leather bound copy of "Bring on the Bad Guys" in my school library in elementary school, and I'm thinking that some kid could get the same charge out of seeing one of the books I donated amongst whatever books they have in their library. There are other many better ways I could have tried to make a difference, certainly, and I do have a sinking suspicion that there aren't going to be a lot of kids who will be in to JLA: Year One, but hey, I tried, in my own nerdy way, to make some kid's day better. And hey, more space for new trades in my closet. It's win/win.

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