That’s how much a small paddle-shaped piece of wood that says “Yuri” costs.
You can share the books with friends, review them, talk about them with the folks on the Yuricon Mailing List. Or you can come to the Yurisai, hang out with Rica Takashima and other Yuri notables, watch Yuri anime, learn to make Yuri AMVs, draw Yuri manga, read Yuri manga and doujinshi at our Library.
You can carry a Yuri Paddle around. But only at anime cons, really. And not at Yuricon (or Yaoi-Con, for that matter – they have also banned them as nuisances.)
Yuri Paddles support Hen Da Ne, a nice group of guys who make most of their money selling doujinshi. With apologies to them, they do not make Yuri, nor do they support most of the Yuri doujinshi circles, because they buy primarily highly pornographic doujinshi, perpetuating the “Yuri is porn” thing. ALC Publishing remains the only all-Yuri publisher in the world – we seek out and publish women, lesbians, who draw stories of women in love, rather than women having sex on one another with unrealistic (and to me, at least, disgusting) gouting bodily fluids of undefined source.
Lastly, carrying a Yuri paddle is like carrying a sign that says “I am sexually immature.” (True story – at recent con, a guy asked if he could take a picture of me holding a paddle and I refused. He asked why; I commented that Yuri paddles as signs that says “I am sexually immature” to which he said, “I am sexually immature.” “But I’m not,” I replied.)
The bottom line is, those paddles are useless. They will not get you laid. They support Yuri in no way. What they do is take your money and funnel it AWAY from Yuri.
So, please. Don’t. If you want to support Yuri, buy licensed anime and manga – we have a long list of great Yuri-flavored series on the Yuricon Store. Or any ALC books or “I Love Yuri” items (money from which goes directly to making more Yuri manga and running events.) Don’t buy Yuri paddles.
And, for reasons I can’t go into (but which are perfectly legitimate, trust me!) I ended up in the 4chan panel last night. This is particularly amusing considering last weekend’s “Why does /u/ hate Erica Friedman?” thread. (I was going to post to that and insult me better than they were, but I just didn’t care that much. “I hate Erica Friedman because she killed my sled dog!”)
Anyway, I just want to say, I have never been closer to being bored to death in my life. If someone had killed me, I would have considered it a respite from the tedium. The panel was an awesome display of just how much apes can mimic human behavior.
I’ll try and type up the rest of my weekend when I get home tomorrow. Lots of good, lots of bad and lots of people with questionable fashion sense. ;-)