An open letter to Otakon: Goodbye.
Anime cons are like pizza: when they’re good, they’re great, and when they’re bad, they’re still pretty OK. However, if you’re a man walking past a proper pizzeria to go to Domino’s, then there’s something a bit wrong with you. In the same sense, I cannot really see going to Otakon when I have a choice of any the other semi-major cons around that time.
To put it nicely, Otakon was one of the most unprofessional, disorganized cons I have ever gone too. While I had a fun time, and enjoyed myself, it was like going to a Domino’s: it worked for now, but superior solutions exist.
The story of my disillusionment begins Thursday night, when ten minutes and five different staffers are wasted finding out that we cannot get our Panelist ribbons until tomorrow. The fact that your information booth staff actually was forced to say “I don’t know” rather than being able to contact someone to tell them the answer speaks volumes, in my eyes. I do not condemn those staffers for not knowing; instead, I condemn the management of the con for not properly informing them about a reasonably common occurrence, or at least giving them a walkie-talkie and allowing them to ask questions. That the information booth staff, who’s job it is to be the go-to place for information about the convention, were forced due to other factors to say they don’t know the answer to a question is unforgivable. I feel bad for the people sitting there, forced to deal with angry nerds asking them questions they can’t possibly answer. Why did this group not have a walkie-talkie? Why was it not a veteran con staffer, who knew answers? Why were they not given proper information? Perhaps my experience is unique, but I doubt it.
My second experience is on Friday, when we came to get our Panelist ribbons and check in at Panel Ops right before our 9 AM panel. It was at this point that, due to lack of information on all sides, my partner and I became the balls in a game of Panelist Pinball. We were bounced around from site to site, told that we had to go here to get to panel ops, only when we got here, we were told to go there. Again, this was solvable by every staffer, or at least every location, having a walkie-talkie or a veteran staffer to answer questions. We were bounced around so much that we were ten minutes late for our own panel, after showing up almost half an hour early. Again, this was not the staffer’s fault but the management’s fault. Lack of information about something that, while not policy, was extended to us as a courtesy, and even put in the email sent out to all panelists, creates the impression of a lack of organization and professionalism.
EDIT: I am backing off slightly on the following claim by pointing out that we did not ask for help as loudly as we probably should have. We were frustrated by both pre- and at-con problems interfacing with Otakon, and gave up too readily. My contention that the staffer should have acted proactively in such a situation stands. I’m also fixing a factual error: It was not all of the clips that exhibited this problem, as I stated originally. I do apologize for that.
Which leads into the last major objection I have to the convention. During our panel, the tech crapped out on us. Not ours, yours. As the panel was going on, the voices would drop out of most of our clips while the music played on at normal volume. This was not a failure of my partner’s laptop, or a corruption of the clips themselves, but a failure of something along the line from the speaker cable provided to us to the speakers. While I will admit to not knowing much about AV, I do know that when clips play out of the speakers of the very same laptop that was at the panel, and into my headphones plugged into the very same jack the speaker cable was, it takes the laptop and clips out of the equation. However, either due to apathy or lack of knowledge of what to do in that situation, the staffer assigned to our room made no effort to help, didn’t even indicate that she thought there was a problem, and didn’t even come over to ask us if she could help somehow. It’s this case where I do not know if it was this staffer or a more systemic problem, however. I cannot say anything but that it was a problem.
As I said in my opening paragraph, when one has no options, Domino’s is fine. It’s certainly food, and it fills and nourishes me just the same as any other food. However, when one knows about a proper venue and has the means to do so, to go to a sub-standard pizzeria instead of a good one is madness; in the same sense, I can no longer, in good conscience, attend the Domino’s Pizza of anime conventions. I wish you good luck in years to come, and hope to one day soon attend the new, revitalized Otakon.
Sincerely and hopefully yours,
Nathan “Neito” Malynn
Edit the Second:
It’s become a little obvious to me, from the discussion on Reddit, that people are misunderstanding my complaints, or putting words in my mouth, or what have you. I’ll give these people the benefit of the doubt and assume that the way I stated things was unclear. Here is a clear, concise chart of my grievances.
- My complaint for Thursday is not that we weren’t able to pick up our ribbons and check in with Panels Staff, as some people think. It is very specifically that the information booth did not know the answer to my question, nor did they know where to send me to get my answer.
- People seem to be thinking that we arrived only a small handful of minutes before our panel, and were late due to our own problems, which we are trying to blame on Otakon. We arrived at the convention center between 8:35 AM and 8:40 AM Friday. We were told we could enter at 8:30 AM. The pamphlet and website both stated that the doors opened at 8:30 AM. We were then marched between two entrances for about fifteen minutes, before finally being let in. Once we were in, the Panels Staff did their job perfectly, checked our IDs, gave us our forms, and gave us our ribbons. We had no at-con problems with evamonkey or any Panels staff. It was solely the staff managing the lines and doors at the con that gave us trouble.
- I am not saying that our panel was totally ruined, or that our con was a waste. I, my partner, and my friends all enjoyed ourselves and had fun. I am not saying that people for whom Otakon is an amazing con are stupid. I am not saying that I will never attend Otakon again, ever, and anyone who does so is stupid. I am literally only saying that this experience has made it, for me, too much effort to attend Otakon next year. I am walking past a North End Pizzeria to get fast food pizza, to keep up my increasingly strained analogy. Indeed, I honestly hope Otakon proves me wrong next year by putting on an amazing, perfect show. I would love nothing better than to have my cynicism proven wrong, and myself publicly embarrassed on this point.
- Many people defending Otakon, it seems, either didn’t do events, or otherwise didn’t try to do anything that was not standard for an attendee. This complaints are purely back-end things; they would not, and probably could not, have been noticed by a regular attendee, had I not mentioned them. For them, Otakon is this amazing 3-day orgy of awesome geeky fun. Hell, that’s what it was for me, once our panel was over. Props on the game room, Otakon. Props on literally everything but getting us in in such a way that we could’ve done our panel on time, as a matter of fact.
My complaints are specific, and seemingly minor to an attendee, but gamebreakers for me now.
As usual, hugs and bombs to neito@nerdramlingz.com