February 3, 2011 1:52 am I produce Cord Cutters, and if any of the iFaithful want to share their cord cutting setups with us (and perhaps get featured either on the show or over at GigaOM, send us an email at cordcutters at gigaom dot com or reply to us on Twitter at CordCutters.
That's an intesting point about allowing the artist to tell their part of the story and writing with them in mind. So often writing is done in a vaccuum, and often with no artist attached.
I bought my first issue of The 'Nam at the Pearl Harbor Navy Exchange when I was in 9th grade or so.
I was with my dad, who served in Vietnam, and noticed his curious expression at my selection. Being young, dumb, and enthused to show my dad that comics could be serious, I piped up with "It's about the truth in Vietnam."
He just looked away, kept walking and said "There was no truth to Vietnam."
Dad is/was hardly a grizzled war vet who never talked about his time in Vietnam at all. So it was an odd moment of realization, embarrassment, and clarity all rolled into one. I still bought the book, and enjoyed many issues after that.
I'm not sure what the lesson of that memory is, but it was the only time he and I ever talked about comics (other than his quiet resignation that we had to lug my collection with us around the globe each time we moved).
I haven't read those issues since I was a kid, but maybe I'll dig them out of the longboxes again.
We'll be doing a special episode on sports soon.
Nice work. Congrats on all the success.
See others have pointed out the Hostess ads, but also the Dr. J Spalding ads were all over the back covers way back in the day.
There were also all those ads for cowboy boots and bb guns.
Hell yes on those gelskins
Nice post, Mike!
That's an intesting point about allowing the artist to tell their part of the story and writing with them in mind. So often writing is done in a vaccuum, and often with no artist attached.
I bought my first issue of The 'Nam at the Pearl Harbor Navy Exchange when I was in 9th grade or so.
I was with my dad, who served in Vietnam, and noticed his curious expression at my selection. Being young, dumb, and enthused to show my dad that comics could be serious, I piped up with "It's about the truth in Vietnam."
He just looked away, kept walking and said "There was no truth to Vietnam."
Dad is/was hardly a grizzled war vet who never talked about his time in Vietnam at all. So it was an odd moment of realization, embarrassment, and clarity all rolled into one. I still bought the book, and enjoyed many issues after that.
I'm not sure what the lesson of that memory is, but it was the only time he and I ever talked about comics (other than his quiet resignation that we had to lug my collection with us around the globe each time we moved).
I haven't read those issues since I was a kid, but maybe I'll dig them out of the longboxes again.