May
22
2006

The Hob Gadling Society

Here's something else I'd like to see. I forget where this idea came from. Perhaps it was from talking with Cosette about costumes used for reenactments…how you'd see colors that you simply wouldn't have in a particular time and place, or how the style of dress would be wrong.

With all due respect to the SCA and our ambassador to their ranks, T. Diddy, I'd like to see a historical society that specializes in completely accurate reenactments. That means the right clothing, the right weapons, and the right level of filth.

The idea, naturally, brought to mind what's quite possibly my favorite issue of Sandman, in which Hob Gadling, an immortal, visits a Ren Fest. And hilarity ensues as he bitches the whole time about how fake it all is. "Where's all the shit? There was always shit everywhere. If they hosed you down with shit as you walked in the gates, that would be accurate." Or some lines of that nature.

The Hob Gadling Society, I'd call it, in his honor. Does such a thing exist? What say you?

–sent from the MDA

Written by Widge in: General BS |

1 Comment »

  • T Diddy says:

    You'd probably have better luck in Europe, Widge. It's where the castles are parked, after all.

    It's a weird filter effect Americans have in general with history. Even more liberty is taken when the history in question is not even ours.

    As evidenced by the sheer number of history channel spinoffs on the cable dial- History is just as much an American consumer good as the Big Mac. And unfortunately, just as disposable- because if we were actually paying attention to all this history we're shown, we might have LEARNED something by now….

    I've seen some revolutionary and colonial reenactments up north that are pretty accurate, and the closer you are to an actually IMPORTANT Civil War Battle site, the more accurate it's actually going be, I've found.

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