But man, if you want to get anywhere in Galaxy Quest fandom, you Don’t Talk About GalaxyCon ‘99.
I’m a n00b, by Quest standards– started watching with the New Adventures, right as LJ was taking off. The funny thing is, I’m not much younger than the biggest BNFs. They just got a head start, and were fans of the old show even though they were barely born when it was airing. I hear older fans grumble about it, sometimes. They wonder how a bunch of twentysomethings ended up not only the biggest names in fandom, but in charge of the con and friendly with the cast, besides.
“That picture from Jason and Gwen’s wedding is circulating on Tumblr again,” I tell my housemate. “Did you know Brandon Wheeger was a groomsman? He was barely out of high school– how did he even manage that?”
Max rolls her eyes at me. GQ isn’t one of her main fandoms, though I’ve made her watch most of the episodes on Netflix. Still, she picks up enough secondhand to know most of the main fannish players. “You’ve got a really weird grudge against that guy, you know,” she tells me. “You need to drop it. You’re friends with Katelyn, aren’t you?”
“Mostly I just really like her fic,” I say. To be fair, she writes really, really good fic. Her Laliari is amazing, and she even makes me like Roc. “The fact that she’s part of Brandon’s weird cabal is something I’m willing to overlook.”
“It’s not a cabal,” Max reminds me. “They’re the concom, not the Illuminati.”
“The Illuminati would be less banhammer-happy,” I grumble, but I let it drop. GQ fandom, for all its weirdness, is pretty well-run by its benevolent overlords: minimal wank, maximal inclusiveness, zero tolerance of cosplayer gropers or entitled man-children. I’ve even volunteered at GalaxyCon the last few years, mostly because Katelyn comes up with really awesome programming for the fanwork track, and she knows I can be trusted to not go mad with power if she lets me sit on her panels.
And, of course, because I know that You Don’t Talk About GalaxyCon ‘99.
Remember how just yesterday I was saying that Galaxy Quest’s only real issue was its lack of inclusivity? When the Galaxy Quest crew had to go to its fans to figure out how to maneuver around their ship and save the day, Jason called Brandon and his group of white male mega-fans to help them out. It was a nod to fandom, but it was only really for the stereotypical fans, even though it was clear from the convention shown in the movie that there were fans of color and female fans in the audience. So why not let some different people be the mega-fans for once? Fortunately, there’s fanfic to help out.