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Comics Should Be Good! -
17 hours and 7 minutes ago
This year's Emerald City Con was... an extraordinary experience.
Truthfully, I'm still trying to get my head wrapped around some of it. Doing our Artist's Alley
table as a fundraiser for the Cartooning Class was very much a last-minute, spur-of-the-moment
decision, we weren't organized about it at all... and I was very moved, and a little awed, at how
well the kids came through. Not just the current students but many of our grads, as well.
The experience could be summed up in this exchange between our friend Lorinda and myself. At one
point, I shook my head and muttered, "This is so amazing... I mean, teaching, it's like putting a
note in a bottle and throwing it in the ocean, you never really know how it's going to work out."
Rin replied, "Well, you sure had a lot of bottles come back this weekend."
We took a lot of pictures and I think I'll just run those for you and talk a little bit about
each one.
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This is what it looked like before we opened.
And another.
This is the last time we would experience quiet until Sunday evening. LATE Sunday evening. My
ears are still ringing a little.
Outside, the crowd was milling around panting to get in.
Clearly, convention security was going to be overtaxed so the stormtroopers thought they'd assist
with crowd control.
And then we were off....
This may give you a little bit of an idea of the swarms that descended once the doors were open.
Saturday, in particular, was Hell Day.
Fortunately, we had a great crew. I honestly don't know how Julie and I ever used to do this by
ourselves. It takes a teenage metabolism to keep up with the Saturday hordes at a convention.
In the rear we have Rachel, Aja, and that's Katrina under the mop, with our friend Rin in the
front. Rachel decided to be Rogue again this year, as you can see. Katrina wanted to dress up too
but couldn't decide on an outfit (she'd brought a couple.) This is the one she started with, a
character of her own named Connor, but Connor only lasted till noon or so.
Once again this year, we won the lottery by having awesome neighbors. One one side we had Jeffrey
Ellis and the crew from Cloudscape
Comics, a small-press artists-collective outfit based in Vancouver, British Columbia.
I bought their anthology book EXPLODED VIEW partly to say thanks for putting up with us but it
turns out that I really like it.
It looks a lot like a grown-up version of what we do in class, actually -- every member of the
group contributes a few pages' worth of work and then there's bios in the back. Same basic
format, just with real production values. A lot of good stuff in here.
On the other side we had Two Percent Solution.
They do a raunchy humor self-published book and a podcast as well.
I'm so embarrassed I can't remember their names -- I know I introduced myself at some point, but
I couldn't really hear them very well. The echo chamber in the hall, once the crowds were in,
made it nearly impossible to converse on Saturday. But they were great, swore up and down they
loved being next to us and claimed we brought them a lot of extra traffic. They were especially
hilarious about pretending to almost-swear in front of the kids but they never actually did.
Since we were doing a for-real fundraiser, and thus actually accepting money, our setup changed a
little this year.
The idea was that we had students on the left, alumni on the right. As people would approach, the
kids would offer them a giveaway book, and if they stopped, then they'd volunteer to sign it.
Ben, Marie, and Eileen, working hard.
Then Katie or myself would explain about the budget shortfall and collecting for donations, and
add that anything over $10 got you a custom sketch from an alum. More often than not, they'd at
least stop and admire the sample sketches we had up, and put a couple of bucks in the box.
Here's a customer getting The Spiel. Marie, especially, was really good at explaining to people
what we were doing.
Many did in fact commission sketches.
Once we were set up it went fairly smoothly despite being a bit cramped, up against the wall as
we were.
That's me and my boss, Katie. For the last seven years I've exhorted my various supervisors at
school to come to the convention and really see how hard the kids work, but this was the
first time anyone took me up on it. It really was a lot of fun having Katie there as she knew
nothing about comics, conventions, or geek culture in general. But she adapted quickly. Watching
her take in the experience was a lot of fun, and by the end of her day there she was a complete
convert. At one point Katie was even speculating on the possibility of doing this kind of thing
more often and wondering what other shows there were that we could attend as a class. The
Stumptown Festival in Portland, especially, was a possibility we talked about quite a bit. (Katie
was also interested in hearing about WonderCon and APE, but I told her, "Baby steps. I'm only
just now getting to a place where I think I know how to get us to THIS show.")
The alumni were kept very busy sketching all day both days.
Fortunately they love to draw but my GOD they worked hard. I wish I'd gotten more shots of their
work, it was of an extraordinarily high level, especially the high school kids. I was so proud of
all of them and the way they've all kept learning and growing as artists, years after leaving my
charge.
I did get a few. Here's one of Aja's.
And this is one of Katrina's custom commissions. She asked the lady what she wanted and the woman
said, "Well, I like octopuses." (Yes, I know it's octopi but that's what she said.)
For a second I thought Katrina was going to be stuck but then she blew out this caricature of the
woman herself with an octopus on her head. Yeah, the kids are THAT good.
Some people were kind of crass about it. This mother, especially, was really annoying. First she
wanted to know what she'd be getting for her ten dollars.
It takes a special kind of chutzpah to haggle with a sixteen-year-old volunteer over your
CHARITABLE ACT.
Katrina rather helplessly pointed to the samples, but it developed that this woman wanted to see
the actual sketch before she would pay for it.
And this woman wanted something special, too-- a caricature of her two boys... an action pose of
the two of them in their martial arts class. Geez lady, demanding much?
Here's Katrina working on the commission -- I cropped her out, but cheapskate Mom is hovering
just out of frame, watching like a hawk to make sure she gets her money's worth.
Katrina was amazingly diplomatic about it. I thought Rin was going to go ballistic on the woman
and I had to squelch a few sharp remarks myself. She deserved some kind of smack.
The two boys with the final product. I think they were a little embarrassed over how their mother
treated Katrina.
Fortunately, the finished product satisfied everyone and we got the ten bucks.
But most of our visitors were much nicer. You remember Rachel's shot of the X-Men at the beach?
Guess who got that one.
Yeah, that's Matt Fraction, proud new owner of Rachel's X-Men Beach Party. This may be my
favorite photo from the show. Only in comics do moments like this happen: my former student
Rachel, the world's most ardent fan of the X-Men, posing with Matt Fraction, current writer of
the X-Men comic, who's just told her that her cartoon is brilliant, that he would love to do a
scene of the team at the beach and that she's caught all their personalities perfectly.
Matt was great with all the kids. He signed autographs, talked with them about comics, and
generally was awesome. Here he is signing an autograph for Emma.
It was only a couple of minutes out of his day but I know how hard it can be to
get away from your table when you're working a show, and it really meant a lot to the students to
have a pro take such an interest. Even my students, whose comics fandom usually begins and ends
with manga, know who Iron Man and the X-Men are. They were thrilled that he stopped by.
Michael Alan Nelson also visited our table briefly.
The kids loved him too, though they had only the vaguest idea of who he was -- I explained he
worked for Boom! Comics and I think many of them had the idea he worked on the Muppets or
something, since that was always where the line was over there. I enjoyed getting to meet him at
last -- I interviewed him here a while back, but it was via e-mail and we'd
never met in person. I am a big fan of his Fall Of Cthulhu series, and I got
Swordsmith Assassin at the show as well, since Chip Mosher sent us the first issue for
review and I liked it quite a lot, I'd been meaning to pick it up for a while now... though I
forgot to ask Mr. Nelson to sign it. Too busy chitchatting.
I was mostly at our table all weekend, but Julie got out some. There was no way she was missing
Leonard Nimoy.
She was actually in panels for most of Saturday, she also went to see Wil Wheaton and Stan Lee.
Of them all, I think Julie was the most impressed with Nimoy's, she said he was "inspiring."
As for me, well, I was enjoying my time at the table because it was turning into old home week.
We had many visitors from past classes -- Amethyst, Jessica, Shane, Andrew, and Jay, among
others. Some I hardly recognized because they're, you know, adults now. (The
last time I saw Jay he was a scrawny little soft-spoken kid. Today he's in his twenties, six feet
tall and ponytailed, very outgoing with an infectious laugh. And of course his voice is an octave
lower.)
Some even volunteered to put in some time sketching for us, which melted me. Lindon popped up out
of nowhere and immediately wanted to put in some table time. Of course I agreed.
A lot of the kids dressed up this year, too. Saturday Lindon was in street clothes, but Sunday
she was Pikachu.
I took this one just because it made me laugh.
That's right, Pikachu supports Cartooning in schools!
This is Lindon and Devon. I shot this because when Lindon has her head down -- even today, she
always draws with her nose to the paper like that, it can't be comfortable but she always has to
get way down there -- anyway, it tickles me because it looks like Pikachu is sitting at the
table.
Lots of parents volunteered time too.
That's Marie, Ben, and Eileen, under the watchful eye of Gus' mother Marilyn. She looks a little
annoyed, not because of the three kids but because her own son has abandoned his post again.
I get three kinds of students -- the ones who want to write, the ones who want to draw, and the
ones who just want to geek out and be surrounded by comics. Gus is one of the geeks. He will
produce drawings if you lean on him, but for him the point of being at a con is to get
cool stuff. All I ask of the kids is to put in a ninety-minute shift at our table on the
day they attend, but Gus could hardly bring himself to even do that much, he'd brought money and
it was burning a hole in his pocket. First it was Leonard Nimoy's autograph -- even if you
brought your own item for him to sign it was still a wince-worthy forty dollars -- and then he
negotiated an advance on his allowance to go buy some comics.
Marilyn has always been one of my favorite parents and her reaction to this was completely
charming. She ordered Gus to stay at the table and do his job. Then she went off to go
get her son's comics herself. Naturally, not being an expert, she consulted me.
"Randy's Readers," I told her. "He's your guy. He sells comics that aren't collectible, just in
average shape... his market is people that don't really Collect with a capital C, but only want
to read comics. If I ever get a chance to take a break I was thinking of stopping over there
myself, to be honest."
Marilyn agreed that was the place to go and the girls were exhorting me to take some kind of a
break, and Marie wanted to come too, so off we went.
Marilyn explained that Gus wanted war comics. "So violent," she said, ruefully.
Gus did the tank for the group poster. He's all about the war comics.
I laughed. "Well, I grew up on blood and thunder myself, it's not all that damaging really. The
key is that there has to be a story, I try to make sure they aren't just doing a videogame
shoot-'em-up. There's a fine old tradition of war comics that did great stories, Sgt. Rock,
G.I. Combat, Unknown Soldier.... we'll find him some of the good stuff."
Marilyn perked up. "Yes, I know Gus liked that Unknown Soldier book you loaned him. I
was going to try and find some of those."
I brought this to class to show the boys that even hardcore shoot-em-ups still had to have a
STORY. For Gus it was love at first sight.
Mission defined, we now moved with a clear purpose. Once we were at Randy's booth Randy himself
stepped in and was very helpful, explaining to Marilyn that there was the Unknown Soldier series
from Star-Spangled War Storiesand then there were the ones in his own book.
"What's the difference?" Marilyn wanted to know.
"Later ones are probably cheaper," I told her, smiling. "But I don't think Gus will care that
much, he'd enjoy any of them."
As for me, in showing the various war series to Marilyn I stumbled across this one and decided I
couldn't pass it up for six bucks.
Sorry, Gus, I got this one.
Our Army At War #269, a reprint of stories featuring work by Joe Kubert, George Evans,
John Severin, Russ Heath, and even Mort Drucker (!) I could spend hours just looking at the
pictures in this one.
I also fell for a couple of Superboy Giant reprint collections from my childhood that
I'd been trying to replace for a while. Mostly these days I'm a trade paperback guy, but
nostalgia can still get me.
Marie said curiously, "I know who Superman is, but I never heard of Superboy."
"It's like Smallville, only he actually wears the costume," I heard myself say, and
suddenly felt a hundred years old as i realized there's probably two generations of schoolkids
now who know Smallville as 'their' Superman the way I think of Bates-Maggin-Swan
Bronze-Age Superman as 'mine.'
When we got back I told Gus he had the coolest mother ever. "At your age I'd have killed
for a mom who said, 'you finish your work, I'll go make sure you get your comics.' That's unheard
of."
Gus blushed, grinned sheepishly, and gave his mother a hug. Marilyn beamed and said, "I have my
moments."
There wasn't time for me to do a whole lot of shopping -- there never is -- but Rin found a
dealer who had a big box full of graphic novels and trades for $5 and I fell for a couple of
those, too.

Empire is one of those late 1970s Byron Preiss productions where he was deliberately
trying to move comics into a bookstore market -- about twenty-five years too soon, it turned out,
but he produced some handsome books when he was trying. This one was an original piece by Samuel
Delany and Howard Chaykin, hoping to scoop up some of that newly-minted SF audience that Star
Wars created back then. I'd never actually read it and I've always been curious about it.
Holliday I've never heard of, but I'm always up for a Western comic, and for a $5 trade
paperback it's hard to go wrong.
Most of our shopping, though, we tried to do in Artist's Alley itself as much as possible. We
like to support the creators. Julie picked up the new Muppet book from Boom! where Amy Mebberson
was -- you should pardon the expression -- doing a BOOMing business.
Possibly the most popular artist at the show this year.
She was kept busy all weekend. A lovely lady, she was great with all the kids that came up to her
and sketched Kermits and Animals and Miss Piggys till her hands were raw, most likely. I don't
think a single kid went away empty-handed.
And I made it a point to pick up a bunch of stuff from Camilla d'Errico on Sunday morning. I was
able to catch her a few minutes before the show opened, when it was actually possible to have a
conversation.
Camilla's a favorite with my kids.
Camilla has been a great friend to my students for many years now... they don't remember her name
but they all know the Awesome Manga Lady From Vancouver. I bought about $25 worth of stuff from
her because A) I can use it in class and B) she deserves to be rich and I do what I can. She had
a line all weekend but I did get to chat with her for a few minutes on Sunday morning. Largely on
what became the typical Sunday conversation topic in Artist's Alley, "Great to see you, sorry I
didn't come by earlier, we were stuck at the table.... My God! Wasn't yesterday hell? How many
people did YOU get?" Everyone loved the increase in business but hated fighting through the
crowds on Saturday.
Sunday afternoon I did get around a little bit. I got a couple of books signed from Kurt Busiek
and Len Wein, and I had a flattering couple of minutes with Les McClaine, original artist on
The Middleman. He saw my badge and said, "Hey, Greg Hatcher! I love your column!"
Seriously. I was shocked speechless. I spluttered and fumfuh'd and blushed like a schoolgirl,
finally managing to choke out that I was a huge fan of his, that my students and I all adored
The Middleman. This pleased him, and we agreed that it was a shame it didn't last but it
was great to have something that cool exist at all.
And I got to say hi to Pete and Rebecca Woods, from Periscope Studios. We hadn't seen Rebecca in
about six years, she hadn't come to ECCC in a while, so it was great to catch up. Rebecca
immediately wanted to know how Brianna was doing, since when Bri was my student years ago she
practically camped out at the Periscope Studios table, and Rebecca happily adopted her. I told
her that Bri wanted desperately to come this year but she had finals up at Bellingham, she was in
college up at Western. Then we had a mutual groan about how old we are getting.
Because Bri couldn't make it to the convention this year, we wanted to at least let her know she
was missed.
When I got the idea to recruit additional Cartooning alumni to do charity sketches for our
fundraiser, my first two thoughts were Brianna and Nadine. They're both in college now, and
they've kept up with their comics work as well. They were pretty amazing in the seventh grade,
and they've only gotten better.
Here's what Bri was doing when she was in my class...
...and here's a more current piece.
Sadly, Brianna had finals or she'd have been there with bells on, she assured us.
Nadine had finals too but she did make it down, which delighted me. She was probably the single
most gifted student I've ever had. Her serial "Mermaid's Touch" still gets gasps of awe when the
kids go through the old books.
In fact, when Katrina joined my class when she was in middle school, she was so inspired by
Nadine's work that she took the same pen name, "KittyBell."
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Guardian Unlimited -
18 hours and 49 minutes ago
Lunch-hour cosmetic surgery – 45-minute boob jabs, nonsurgical rhinoplasty
– is booming in the UK. But nightmare stories are also on the rise. So are the
treatments safe? We speak to doctors to find out, and take a front-row seat at a no-frills nose
job
Cosmetic surgery is changing. One advancement is the use of twilight surgery, where they send you
only half to sleep. Clinics are alive with dazed facelift patients, who keep their eyes open,
frowning and smiling on demand, who come to after the sedation's worn off, their skin tight but
bruised, able to remember nothing of the knife at all. There are other patients who trip in off
the street for a half-hour boob job under local anaesthetic, and still more who book a session of
Botox in their lunch-breaks. The current excitement, in plastics, is not in the perfection of a
newly sculpted nose but in the speed at which patients can recover, and the market for these
fast, temporary procedures is growing wildly.
The Knightsbridge Laser Clinic is one of many that has recently started promising lunch-hour
transformations, offering laser lipolysis to eliminate fat, the G-spot injection to enhance
sexual stimulation, Macrolane breast injections, nonsurgical rhinoplasty and Botox fillers to
remove wrinkles. A block away from Harrods, I climb their carpeted stairs to the waiting room as
the lunch-time rush subsides. Outside a light rain is falling, and the smell of a wet fur coat,
woody and dead, hangs in the air of the clinic's small landing. Its owner brushes past me,
straight into one of three white and well-lit offices. In a corner room, beside a sheeted bed, I
soon take my seat, an audience of one at a 15-minute nose job.
The patient, a young, elegant woman with jewelled shoes, had rhinoplasty in Harley Street as a
teenager but now wants it still straighter. Her first operation, which cost £8,000 and
required a week in hospital, had left her with a smaller nose, she says, but slightly wonky
nostrils. "You might not notice it," she says apologetically, "but I do."
The doctor, Salinda Johnson, a slight and surgically tweaked woman who studied cosmetic
dermatology in Thailand, warns of the possible side-effects of today's procedure as she applies a
numbing cream to the patient's face. "Soreness, redness, bruising," she chants, "which will
settle down within two weeks and break down completely within a year." Johnson rereads the
patient's notes and holds up a pink-nailed hand. "There is a problem – we
can't do the procedure on a pregnant woman." Her nose glossy with anaesthetising cream, the
patient exchanges hurried words with the doctor, and I look pointedly out of the window. An
unwanted pregnancy. A sense that the risk is welcome. Minutes later, she is gone.
"Don't worry!" the doctor chirps. "We'll show you the procedure on our receptionist!" Diane has
worked at the clinic for four months and, at 23, has already had Botox to fill in a frown line
between her brows. Her nose is small and straight, but she has self-diagnosed
– she feels there's a dent. She asks the doctor if she thinks rhinoplasty's
necessary. "Nothing is necessary," Johnson says, applying the numbing cream. "So can you do my
lips, too?" Diane asks, pouting. Johnson shows me the syringe, prefilled with a mixture of
anaesthetic and Restylane filler, a hyaluronic acid. The needle is long, and she pushes it firmly
into Diane's nose before using both hands to massage the filler into place. The air-conditioning
system screams on, and dies just as quickly – the only sounds are Johnson's
gloves, baggy on her tiny hands, squeaking.
I gather myself. Does it hurt, I ask Diane, who's breathing calmly, her fingers gently worrying
the sleeve of her sweater. "No, I can't feel anything. I can just smell the rubber gloves." Were
you interested in getting cosmetic surgery before coming to work here? "No!" she says, through
the doctor's fingers, her nose changing shape, delicately, before my squinting eyes. "But I see
so many people coming in at lunch time and leaving looking... fresher, and you can't even tell
what they've had done. So I had laser hair removal, which feels like being slapped, and Botox,
which was really nothing, and then I saw that you could make your lips look more defined with
filler, so I've been pestering Salinda to do me."
Dr Johnson wipes around Diane's mouth with a small antiseptic cloth, and warns her that, on a
pain scale, this will hurt a seven. She injects Restylane into the lips, and Diane's eyes flicker
backwards. With her fingers, Johnson pushes the filler into a cupid's bow –
the effect is that of a mother wiping chocolate smears off a child's mouth.
The Harley Medical Group, the UK's largest cosmetic surgery provider, published figures in
January revealing the nonsurgical cosmetic surgery market (which includes the Macrolane boob jab,
an injection that increases your bust size, and Restylane rhinoplasty, the injection that
straightens your nose) saw continued growth in 2009, with dermal fillers and chemical peels
driving the increase by 26% and 306% respectively. Last year also saw a continued rise in the
number of male patients (up 5%), with "Boytox" (male Botox) and "Sweatox" (anti-sweat Botox) both
contributing to the leap.
"Minimally invasive procedures rule today – and this is what consumers, and
especially men, want most," says Wendy Lewis, independent cosmetic surgery consultant and author
of Plastic Makes Perfect. "The benefits for consumers are: subtle improvements over
time; nothing radical; less risky; definitely cheaper than big surgeries; no need for anaesthetic
or going to hospital and catching MRSA; and no scars."
"There are many reasons why day surgery is becoming more and more popular," Dr Johnson tells me
after Diane has floated back to her desk, swollen but smiling. "People who thought they didn't
want to get surgery because they were not brave enough, or not rich enough, are interested in
these temporary and non-expensive procedures – our nonsurgical rhinoplasty
starts at £350. And it's so quick! The talking takes longer than the treatment. We have a
lot of clients who work at Harrods and really do just pop in on their lunch breaks."
The market continues to swell, imperceptibly smoothing the faces of colleagues, relatives, local
hairdressers. A study carried out for the Girl Guides last November found almost half of
secondary school girls said they planned to have plastic surgery. "Girls and young women are
telling us that they are finding it quite hard to accept their appearance, and it is starting at
a much earlier age than we had previously thought," says Nicola Grinstead, a trustee of
Girlguiding UK. "The survey shows girls as young as 11 are dissatisfied with how they look and
are prepared to use surgery to make a change."
All the women I talk to in the clinic's waiting room flicking through OK! magazines
agree that today Botox, and increasingly cosmetic surgery, really is "no big deal". They nod,
eyes wide, and reel off names like a BBC3 news bulletin. Last year Kylie Minogue, Geri Halliwell,
Jennifer Aniston and Courtney Cox all gave interviews about their Botox use, while a film critic
compared Nicole Kidman's facial skin to melamine. This month Cheryl Cole was photographed walking
through a London airport with lips like salted slugs, and reality star Heidi Montag, 23,
underwent 10 procedures in one day and ended up looking just like lingerie model Caprice, who is
38.
In a culture that celebrates youth, the appeal of an injection that appears to shave a little
time off your age is clear, especially for the famous and often-photographed. As the demand for
surgery has grown, academics have increasingly discussed the democratisation of beauty. If
everybody could, in the space of a lunch hour, become symmetrical and clear-skinned, would the
power of prettiness be weakened? If we accept that we will be judged on our appearance, is the
fact that we can control it almost liberating?
Two years ago, Observer beauty journalist Alice Hart-Davis was one of the first women in
the country to try the Macrolane breast enhancement jab. "I had never seriously considered having
a proper breast enhancement. I don't feel surgery is something to be undertaken lightly," she
tells me. "But I've always wished there was something I could do to boost my bust just a bit that
didn't involve surgery."
Macrolane, which arrived in the UK in 2008, is a gel filler which is injected into the breast
with a long blunt needle. It increases the bust by one cup size, lasts a year and costs around
£2,000. "The procedure was amazing," says Hart-Davis, "an instant result. I was beyond
thrilled with it." Though clinics advertise boob jabs in their list of lunch-time treatments, and
the injections are over in 10 minutes, she warns: "It's by no means a 'lunch-hour lift' type
procedure; it doesn't take long, but I reacted strongly to the local anaesthetic: it didn't hurt,
but I could hardly speak straight for the rest of the day. And your body and brain go into a kind
of post-traumatic shock after any procedure like this. You need to take it quietly afterwards."
Three months after her injections, one breast deflated – she settled for
stuffing her bra with a sock – and the other went rock hard. Her surgeon broke
up the gel under anaesthetic, then injected more to balance her bra. A few weeks later, she felt
a lump in her right breast. She panicked and returned to the doctor, who reassured her that it
was nothing to worry about – just a lump of hardened gel. "That experience,"
she concludes, "alongside discovering that the research conducted on the product was not half as
extensive as I'd been led to believe, and talking to several surgeons who strongly disapprove of
the procedure, has put me off trying it again."
One such surgeon is Mr Charles Nduka, who runs the not-for-profit patient information website
safercosmeticsurgery.co.uk. "There's so much misleading information being published about
'lunch-time' procedures," he says, "leading, at best, to unrealistic expectations and
disappointment and, at worst, complications. Facial procedures such as Botox may leave localised
swelling, redness and in some cases bruising, even in the best hands. This means that if you
wanted to keep your treatment secret, lunch time may not be the best time.
"A major issue in the UK," he continues, "is that because fillers are classified as medical
devices – the same as implants – rather than drugs, the
regulations about who can administer them are among the most lax in the developed world. The
recently introduced guidance from the Ihas [Independent Healthcare Advisory Services] is a
mockery. It's a system of self-regulation which means that the very practitioners who should be
regulated will not sign up. There have been more than 100 fillers introduced in the UK and in
many cases they were withdrawn due to side-effects. Essentially the UK becomes a testing ground
for new products."
So would he recommend traditional plastic surgery over the lunch-hour treatments? "Few people
have social lives so hectic that they cannot give themselves the luxury of having a treatment in
an unrushed fashion," Mr Nduka says, "without the anxiety that swelling might show."
Dr Mike Cummins, a GP and cosmetic surgeon who, after requests from patients, agreed to carry out
group treatments at Botox parties, agrees that the "lunch-time" label can be misleading, but says
that as doctors' experience of anaesthetics increases, "there continue to be more and more
advantages to daycare procedures, both for the patient and the client. Laser-assisted liposuction
is getting to the point where it's more than reasonable to do it under twilight sedation and
cosmetic surgeons are all working to get the least trauma to tissue under local anaesthetic as
possible."
In Jeanette Winterson's novel The Stone Gods, published in 2008 but set in a futuristic
dystopia, people alter their genes to preserve their youth and get plastic surgery to amplify
what's left. Only the protagonist, Billie, chooses to age naturally, wrinkling slowly among the
smooth foreheads and perky breasts. Winterson worries about the normalisation of cosmetic
surgery. "What really bothers me," she says, "is that women used to be made to believe that their
minds were inadequate, but we were allowed our bodies. Now that we can't be told our minds aren't
up to it, our bodies are paraded as defective. It is the same old control. It is not just an
assault on women – it is a war on feminism."
She emails me later that day. "I find 'lunch-hour surgery' savage and cynical. An insecure woman
is a woman who will pay to feel better about herself. Disguising insecurity and feelings of
inadequacy as empowerment is part of the usual twisted message of consumer advertising, but where
women are concerned the strategy asks us to fund our own oppression. We pay to feel better
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available through her Blackheart Records, she's constantly
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this week. Fortunately, I 'm inheriting a pretty easy job, because there's plenty of interesting
Firefox news to discuss today.Just pretend I'm writing all of this in my poor approximation of a
British accent, and Seb will be back before you know it.
Okay, here goes ...
1. The Contacts Add-on
I wrote about this on Download Squad
earlier in the week, but it's worth mentioning here, too. Mozilla has a created a browser-wide
contacts extension that syncs with your address books and social sites. Why is it cool? Well, how
does having access to your contacts on any website grab you? How about browser-wide email
autocomplete? Mozilla's new Contacts add-on is a pretty sweet deal, and you can grab a preliminary version
now.
2. Mozilla escalates the HTML5 open video battle
As you may know, Mozilla has taken Firefox down the path of open HTML5 video, but in a different
direction than Webkit browsers like Safari and Chrome are headed. Instead of the H.264 video
format, Mozilla is backing OGG Theora. This is both more open (because H.264 is proprietary, and
Theora's open source) and cheaper for Mozilla (because it avoids H.264 licensing fees).
Who the heck uses Theora for HTML5 video, though? Well, starting this week, Wikipedia
does. It's not exactly YouTube, but it's good news for Firefox fans that one of the most
popular (and most democratic) sites on the web has endorsed Mozilla's video format of
choice.
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3. The End of Firefox
3.0!
It's been a good run, Firefox 3.0, but it's time to let go. The final security and stability update
ever for FF3.0, version 3.0.19, will come out on March 30. Considering how long 3.5 has
been stable, and how much progress 3.6 and even 4.0 have made, it's about time everybody moved on
up from 3.0. This quick update cycle is why we love Firefox, though! Look how long it took
Microsoft to stop supporting IE6. Feel free to point, laugh and gloat.
4. Mozilla testing awesome Account Manager
Last week, Lee checked out an experimental
login manager add-on for Firefox that makes logging in and out of websites a snap. It's not
quite ready yet -- it worked for Lee on Facebook, but not Google -- but when this thing gets up to
speed, it'll be a big boost to both security and user experience. Knowing at a glance whether
you're logged in to the webpage you're visiting? Yes, please!
5. Hey, remember those Firefox icons?
Last time I wrote this column, I put out a call for your Firefox icons, and you came through!
Sebastian never got around to posting them, though, so I'm taking this opportunity to present some
of the coolest submissions here. Thanks to everyone who left a comment.
  
And, to the guy who sent in the Opera icon, ha ha, very funny.
That's the Five for this week, foxy boys and girls! Have a good weekend, and look forward
to the return of everybody's favorite sassy Brit, Sebastian, either next week or the week
after.
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Welcome to the two-hundred and fifty-second in a series of examinations of comic book legends and
whether they are true or false. Click here
for an archive of the previous two hundred and fifty.
Comic Book Legends Revealed is part of the larger Legends Revealed series, where
I look into legends about the worlds of entertainment and sports, which you can check out here, at legendsrevealed.com. I'd especially recommend you check
out this
installment of TV Legends Revealed to find out the story of how Michael J. Fox got "revenge"
on Brandon Tartikoff!
Let's begin!
COMIC LEGEND: Frank Frazetta turned down the opportunity to play
professional baseball to draw comic books.
STATUS: I'm Going With True.
Amazingly enough, the world might have missed out on the artistic talents of Frank Frazetta!
Instead, it is the world of baseball that missed out on the athletic skills of Frank Frazetta!
A few months back, reader Ed wrote in to ask:
I read somewhere, don't remember where or when, that Frank Frazetta turned down a "bonus-baby"
contract to play for the New York Giants baseball team. I think this was from an interview, so
came from his own mouth. I can't find any information about this online. Could it be true, and
would there be any way to verify that the Giants actually offered him a contract, or did he just
have scouts looking at him. This would have been right after WWII.
This story appears to basically be true, although I'm sure there's a little puffery involved.
For instance, on the Frazetta Art Gallery site a few years back, it was said...
Frank did not start playing baseball until he was 15 years old, but within just a few short years
of playing sandlot ball in Brooklyn, he was offered a contract to play center field for the New
York Giants.
That's stretching the truth of the matter a bit, as in the biography section, there is a more
realistic take on the situation...
In this spot on the Frazetta Art Gallery web site,
his baseball almost-career is discussed:
Through his teens, he continued drawing and painting, however he began to slack off due to his
discovery of girls and baseball. In school he set several high school records, and eventually
caught the attention of a scout for the New York Giants professional baseball team. Frank was
offered a position on their farm squad with a good prospect of moving up to the major league
within a season, but he turned them down. " I was involved with a girl at the time," Frazetta
says a little sorrowfully. "And going down to Texas and sweating it out in the minors for a year
didn't seem very appealing. You have to remember that at that time athletes weren't making the
money they do today. They bussed you back and forth and it was just a big disgusting hassle. I
remember that traveling to another state seemed like going to the end of the world, so I told
them, maybe next year. Time went by and before I knew it I was too old. It was just my way of
letting time make the decision for me. If I have any regrets it's that I didn't turn pro. If I
was in my twenties and had it to do over - today, at today's salaries - you better bet I'd do it.
"
And yeah, that's basically the "rub" of the story - while yes, Frazetta most likely WAS offered a
baseball contract (he was a very skilled baseball player in high school)...
what a "baseball contract" was in 1946 is very different than what you would think of a baseball
contract today.
In 1946, the New York Giants had a whopping SEVENTEEN minor league baseball affiliates!
They were all over the country, in cities big and small!
Minneapolis
Danville
Trenton
Manchester
Hickory
Springfield
Anderson
Oshkosh
Jacksonville
Bristol
Jersey City
Erie
Peekskill
St. Cloud
San Francisco
Fort Smith
Richmond Colts
With that many affiliates, the amount of players who were offered "professional baseball
contracts" was a lot higher than it it is now (not to mention the fact that pro ballplayers were
chosen almost entirely from white people at the time) and with that many affiliates, your average
player was not exactly making a lot of money.
And while Frazetta was a great physical specimen...
there was no guarantee that he would actually make the majors (he wasn't a prospect along the
level of, say, a Whitey Ford - just to name a major prospect signed around the same time).
And even if he were to buck the odds and MAKE the majors, even THEN he would not be guaranteed a
hefty salary!
So when you add in very little upfront money and a lot of travel, all with the promise of MAYBE
making the Majors, it was not exactly a great job offer if you had steady work at the time.
And comic books in the late 1940s/early 1950s had a lot more definitive work for a guy like
Frazetta, so it's not surprising at all to see him choose drawing comics over playing minor
league baseball. So, coupled with the many accounts of his baseball acumen from the people who
knew him as a youth, plus the fact that Frazetta has consistently told the story over the years
(with just the specifics moving a bit as time goes by), I'm willing to say that yes, Frazetta
did, indeed, turn down a professional baseball job to draw comics.
And from his perspective at the time, it surely seemed to pay off...
By the end of the decade and the beginning of the next, Frazetta was all over comics...
 
 
And when comics stopped paying, Frazetta moved on to comic strips, and then to book covers, which
is where his real worldwide fame began, as his science fiction and fantasy paintings are famous
the world over.
And it all could have gone very differently if he had said yes to baseball as a teen.
Thanks to Ed for the question!
COMIC LEGEND: A black and white EC Comics reprint uncovered a decades-old
X-rated prank.
STATUS: True
Late last year I did a Comic Book
Legends Revealed installment on how an issue of X-Men, when reprinted in black and white for
Marvel's Essentials format, had some slight nudity where nudity was never meant to be shown
(inker Terry Austin added some female anatomy for the sake of definition - it was intended to be
covered up when the book was colored).
Well, a similar situation occurred in 1979 when Russ Cochran did the EC Archives Edition of Tales
From the Crypt, with black and white reprints of the original series.
Here's a page from Tales From the Crypt #29....
Here's a panel from the issue...
Nothing weird, right?
Well, here's that same panel in black and white (you can click to enlarge it a bit more)...
And here is a detail of that panel....
Of course, in this instance, it was an intentional joke by original artist Joe Orlando that was
intended to be colored over so that it would never be visible.
The best part about this story is that a few years after the collection came out , someone
noticed the prank and informed Bill Gaines, who then wrote to Orlando to "complain" about the
prank (Gaines was a noted prankster himself, so it's highly unlikely that he actually cared,
almost certainly he was writing to acknowledge the decades-old prank).
And Orlando replied to him feigning outrage at the suggestion.
The great Bhob Stewart featured the prank on his great web site here. Stewart has a copy of Orlando's full
letter to Gaines (written on DC Comics stationery) at that above link. It's a great read - well
worth reading. Heck, Stewart's whole site, Potzrebie, is a great read as a whole and well worth
reading.
COMIC LEGEND: Dreadknight was originally going to be the mysterious
Masters of Evil member in Amazing Spider-Man #283.
STATUS: I'm Going With False
In the other
week's Comic Book Legends Revealed, I discussed how Tom DeFalco was planning to introduce a
brand-new Spider-Man villain during his run on Amazing Spider-Man in Amazing Spider-Man #283, but
since he left the book soon after, he brought the character to his run on Thor.
Well, apparently there is some matter of debate over whether that was the ORIGINAL intent for
that character in #283.
Readers Omar Karindu and trajan23 both wrote (respectively)...
The rumor I always heard was that the MoE-to-be was supposed to be Dreadknight.
Dreadknight was listed as a Master of Evil in the Marvel Handbook a few months before the Under
Siege story began, and I think Roger Stern said somewhere that he wanted the evil Black Knight's
successor in there somewhere.
and
The Marvel Appendix also goes with the Dreadknight as the intended MoE-to-be as well.
As to the first point, here is the page from the Handbook...
Note the circled part.
And here is the quote from the
great Unofficial Marvel Appendix site on the Masters of Evil...
The mystery member of the Masters of Evil in Amazing Spider-Man I#283 was almost certainly
supposed to be the Dreadknight, who was from Europe, was a good match-up for the Black Knight,
and had been named as a member of the Masters of Evil in the Official Handbook of the Marvel
Universe Deluxe Edition #4. However, Tom DeFalco decided to make it his newly-created villain the
Mongoose instead. He was also intending to set up the Mongoose as a Spider-Man villain, but wound
up establishing him in Thor after his abrupt departure from the Spider-Man titles.
Well, awhile back, someone asked Roger Stern about Amazing #283 on his web forum, and he
replied:
No, Tom DeFalco wrote AMAZING SPIDER-MAN #283. The last issue of ASM that I scripted was #250.
However, Tom and I coordinated events between AVENGERS and ASM so that the Absorbing Man and
Titania bounced back and forth between the comics and stayed consistent.
(Believe it or not, there was a time when this was common.)
I believe that Tom and Ron Frenz intended the mystery villain to be a new Spider-Man foe. But
they ran into editorial problems and left the book shortly after that issue. I believe they later
used the mystery villain during their run on THOR, but I don't remember who he was.
So it sure seems that the Mongoose was always intended to be the mystery character, as Stern does
not even hint at anyone other than a new Spider-Man villain being the character in #283.
I think it's clear enough that I'm willing to go with a "false" here!
Thanks to Omar Karindu and trajan23 for the suggestion and thanks to Roger Stern for the info
(and Dicky El for asking Roger the question)!
Be sure to check out the Unofficial Index to the Marvel Universe, while you're at it! It's a
great site!
Okay, that's it for this week!
Thanks to the Grand Comics Database for this week's covers!
And thanks to Brandon Hanvey for the Comic Book Legends
Revealed logo!
Feel free (heck, I implore you!) to write in with your suggestions for future installments! My
e-mail address is cronb01@aol.com.
As you likely know by now, last April my book finally came out!
Here is the cover by artist Mickey Duzyj. I think he did a
very nice job (click to enlarge)...
If you'd like to order it, you can use the following code if you'd like to send me a bit of a
referral fee...
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