Drink Your Comics: Convergence!
So everyone is talking about DC’s New 49, I mean…er, Convergence, these past few months as DC attempts to diversify their lines. In celebration of what I am sure is a well-intentioned attempt to stop fridging female characters and glossing over characters who should be canonically bisexual and preventing lesbian characters from marrying their partners, we at WWAC have decided to drink.
Comparable to a Spring Sangria. Personally, I find that when I have more than one, it grants me permission to roam my own history of the Universe. Loudly. To everyone around me.
- Mint leaves
- 2 Bottles Sauvignon Blanc
- 2 liter bottle of Ginger Ale
Chop up the fruit, pour the wine and the soda into a giant bowl or pitcher, stir the fruit up in it real good, and put in the middle of a table with Cards Against Heroes. Talk 90s politics.
But That’s Not How it’s Supposed to Be by Claire
- Suck down an entire bottle of homemade bitters.
- Regret nothing, because at least you didn’t live to spend your cash on THIS.
The drink you need when you realize DC is pandering to your nostalgia for by-gone favorites, but they’re also the ones that ruined or wrote-out your faves in the first place.
- 1 shot Fireball Whiskey
- 1-10 drops of hot sauce (I recommend Frank’s RedHot sauce)
Pairs nicely with the self-loathing you feel as you give DC money for Converge: Batgirl miniseries a.k.a. Cass Cain’s first appearance in four years, but you can’t help it because it’s Cass + Tim + Steph together again. Best accompanied by playing Adele’s “We Could Have Had it All” loudly on repeat until bottle is empty.
Deja Vu by Al Rosenberg
Oh, again? Oh, again?
Line up all the shot glasses in your house. Fill the first one with whiskey, the second with straight lemon juice, the third with whiskey, the fourth with lemon juice; you see the pattern here.
It should be bitter to the taste and upset your stomach.
Hard to Swallow by Melinda B. Pierce
- Mix a shot of every liquor in your cabinet into one very tall glass.
- Chug until your throat closes.
- Chase with Nyquil and pray someone will call for an ambulance once you pass out.
Converge THIS by Lela Gwenn
- 2 cups ice cubes
- 1 part vodka
- 1 part gin
- 1 part white rum
- 1 part white tequila
- 1/2 part triple sec
- 1/2 part sour mix
- 1 splash cranberry juice
Drink until you converge with the floor.
Stumble out of frame to buy a bottle of whiskey. Return to your place and put on a cape. Realize you are a woman character and probably won’t survive to the end of this comic. Drink all of the whiskey and pass out in your vaguely drawn, but safe apartment where you will awake wearing a reasonable crime fighting outfit with all of your limbs intact and your sexual identity and orientation portrayed with dignity. You will also no longer be alone in your whiskey-fueled fugue state—women superheroes of all backgrounds, body types, and identities will be in panel with you ready to start the best super team ever! Repeat until true.