The SW fanboy stereotype

Remember when Trekkies were always picked on?

Now it seems that it is fashionable to poke fun at SW fanboys. Ever since 1997 and the special editions, the media has had a field day with the SW fan boy stereotype:

A white suburban male (preferrably pony-tailed and goateed) in his 20's with no girlfriend and no real job. And knows all the lines to the SW movies.

Har har har.

Just like the guy from the Simpsons.
WORST EPISODE EVER!

Sheesh.

 

Trenchcoat and ponytail.

 

Maybe Star Wars fans should stop making asses and dorks of themselves when they get in front of television cameras. Everytime I see an ugly girl in Leia hair-buns say "Star Wars is life!" it makes me sick.

Did you see Conan's segment when Triumph the Insult Comic Dog visited the New York line for AOTC? Those dorks deserved everything they got. ( Sorry to you dorks who were there, but it's true. )

AYBABTU?

 

LOL @ gundark!

 

That bit was classic, ABAYTU. Me and my girl literally fell out of our seats laughing and mocking those nerds. My favorite parts were the nerd wedding and the Trekker walking by who flipped the SW fans the bird in what seemed to be all seriousness.



Good times...

 

Is that Triumph thng the rip-off of Ed the Sock that Ed was bitching about one time?

 

Yeah, it's to the point where I'm ashamed too admit I like Star Wars.

I'd like to think I don't fit the fanboy mold. I'm married. Have a normal haircut. Have a pretty good job. And don't know all the words to a Star Wars movie.

In someways, Star Wars feels like a guilty pleasure.

Remember when it was "cool" to like Star Wars?

 

Did you see Conan's segment when Triumph the Insult Comic Dog visited the New York line for AOTC? Those dorks deserved everything they got. ( Sorry to you dorks who were there, but it's true. )



That was the funniest thing ever....I laughed until I cried.

 

Me too. I wish I would have taped it.


" Look the nerd from Star Wars is going to fight the nerd from Lord of the Rings. "



Classic, even if the LotR nerd did look like a friggin nut job.

 

How 'bout what he said about the pregnant woman's soon-to-be child?

"Hey kid. That's the closest you'll ever get to female genitalia."



AYBABTU?

 

It's like any stereotype; There will be those who embrace it and those who defy it. I've met plenty of ebonics-spewing African Americans and plenty of African Americans who speak better English than most Londonites. I've met plenty of catty, effeminate gay men and plenty who were more manly than Russel Crowe. I've met plenty of preachy, apocalyptic Christians and plenty who were accepting and warm.

The same goes for SW fans. There are those who make twits of themselves with a lightsaber dangling from their beer-gut and a hamburger in one hand, while saying things such as "A true Jedi knows the power of all-beef patties" and plenty who simply love the movies and have lives apart from it.

The media loves its stereotypes.

 

" So, have you ever been with a woman ?"

uncomfortable silence

"Yeah, right, and Im ***** Lassie. "


" I kid, I kid... I am **** Lassie. "

 

I'm a lifeless teenage girl with acne, who thinks Star Wars is life, and would like nothing more than to live a happy Star Wars like with a happy Star Wars husband. And I LOVE IT!

 

That LOTR guy WAS a nutjob. I was there and from what I can tell, they bribed a homeless guy with a sandwich to get him to play the part. It was surreal...

 

Now would be a greast time to repost my description of my very first FanForce Meeting --

Have any of you guys ever been to a FanForce meeting? I went to my first one earlier this week, and I want to tell you all about it.

Birmingham, AL has never had an active FanForce, so this was the very first meeting for us. We decided to meet at a small restaurant called Guthrie's. The only thing this place sells is chicken fingers, and they're yummy.

So I got off of work and 5:00pm, and I headed down to Guthrie's, which is only a mile or so from my office. I had never met any of the guys scheduled to attend, so I didn't know how I would recognize the group. I had posted earlier that day what I was wearing (slacks, suspenders, and a necktie, as well as the necessary types of other attire), so I hoped someone would recognize me. I certainly didn't want to call too much attention to the fact that we were a meeting of Star Wars internet geeks!

I parked my car and entered the restaurant. I panned the room for those who looked like they might belong to the group. There was a family of 4 eating in the corner, and they didn't look like the Star Wars types. There was a young couple sitting near a window, gazing longingly into one another's eyes. Obviously, those didn't belong to the group. And then there was a guy who looked to be in his early twenties sitting near the front of the room. He looked regular enough, so I wasn't sure that he belonged to the group either. The only real indication that he might was that he was dressed as Oola from Jabba's palace.

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The other indication was that he had a small tape player on his table blaring "The Imperial March" at full volume. As is common with such old and tiny radios, the sound from the small speakers was terribly distorted, and many of the other patrons seemed to be noticeably distracted by it.

I wasn't quite sure if "Oola" belonged to the group or not, but I stepped over to the table anyway. Sure enough, it was Typical Star Wars fan #1*. At first, he seemed to only want to speak in Huttese, but after I stared at him a while he began speaking English, but he insisted on speaking in a Neimoidian accent. Every now and then, he would stand up and I mean bust a move the way the fat dancer in Jabba's palace would. It was quite a sight to behold. And "Oola" kept dipping her head tails in the other patrons' baskets of chicken fingers.

I introduced myself and the conversation quickly turned to the pronounciation of AYBABTU. I told him that I didn't know how to pronounce it. I've only typed it. Then the girl behind the counter called his name so he could come and pick up his food. Instead of stepping up to the counter, he just waived his hand through the air and said, "You will bring me my chicken fingers." The cashier hollered back, "Get 'em yourself!" so he stammered up to the counter to retrieve his dinner.

As he returned, two other attendees walked into Guthrie's -- Typical Star Wars fan #9 and Typical Star Wars fan #5. 9 was decked out in full Red Imperial Guard regalia, and 5 was dressed as a Klingon. 5 also had a plastic parrot tied to his shoulder with a label that said "Millenium Falcon."**

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They both carried sticks with a piece of masking tape along the side that said "Dwarven short sword." That was crossed out and it had "lightsaber" written over it. Those poor sticks were pretty worn out.

They also ordered their food and came to sit with us. (I'm not sure how they intuitively knew that 1 and I were part of the FanForce group. Perhaps it was 1's green skin and lekku. Am I as bad as them for knowing what lekku are?) After we spoke for a bit, I went to order my food. As I approached the counter, the girl working the regi

 

What about fangirls? Don't leave us out!

I don't usually reveal my true love for SW until I get to know someone. They might think it's weird that I still buy action figures at age of 30.

 

My mom says I'm cool.

 

A white suburban male (preferrably pony-tailed and goateed) in his 20's with no girlfriend and no real job. And knows all the lines to the SW movies.

Trenchcoat and ponytail.

You forgot slightly overweight and not having washed in a day. Plus some old t-shirts that he'd never part with but shoudl eb used as rags.

 

Back when I was in college 93-97, Star Wars was all about kicking ass and lopping off hands. Now it's about the sublties of the physics of hyperspace, and who was a clone of who. I blame all the EU. I think that's what pushed Star Wars into Trekkie levels of geekiness.

I'm honestly sick of all the fanboy crap. I'm sick of why they thought certain aspects of a movie were great or stupid, I'm sick of reading what they would have done differently, as they line up a month in advance for Star Wars tickets that I can buy online. It's just a movie. It's not life, it's pop culture. I'm sorry guys, but it's the truth.

 

It's a decent set of space yarns that doesn't hold up well to intense scrutiny.

 

I am pretty much like the SW fanboy type. I havent dressed up as a character yet when seeing the movie, but I will for Episode III. Many, some of you so called "fans" make me shake my head in a negative fashion. Especially AYBABTU.

 

'not having washed in a day'

Im a medievalist, too. And they were lucky if they fell into the cesspool once a year

Sheesh. Ingrateful civilization.

 

Now McNerf. One does not need to make a spectacle of himself on national television to qualify as a fan. He need only to enjoy and appreciate the movies.

AYBABTU?

 

But if somebody wants to do that, so what? There's no need to insult them. It looks like great fun! Dork power!

 

//tries to hide mcnerf before he defecates over the fanboy name more...