No, I was not dressed as Moses, although I can understand if the big shepherd’s staff would throw you. After being the devil for Halloween last year, I decided to do something different for a variety of reasons. 2 or 3 guys dress up like Jesus every year when I attend NY Comic Con. That’s right. Superman, Batman, Spiderman, and Jesus could be seen at one event. I’ve also started occasionally reading the Bible. The political positions of some Christian voters concerning refugees make even less sense after reading the book of Matthew.
You would think it would be a very simple costume to make, but it wasn’t. Since I am not a tailor, I ordered a white throbe, a piece of Middle Eastern clothing, from Amazon after searching several sites. The red cloth didn’t drape properly with my first choice of fabric. This meant buying another bit of cloth and crudely tailoring it to hang the way I wanted. And then there was the hair. A short bob of straight hair would be great if I was trying to be Ike Turner, otherwise it was going to be dreadlocks. Most of the choices were cheap looking and made to be humorous, but I finally found something appropriate. The shepherd’s staff was a broomstick with molded plastic attached to the end. I made it for symbolic reasons and because I refuse to run around in costume on Halloween in New York City without some means of defending myself. It just seemed cheesy to make a halo. The streets are too nasty and the weather too cold to wear sandals, so I chose white sneakers and pants.
I decided to attend Wintercon 2016 as Alex from the movie “A Clockwork Orange”, repeating the outfit I wore on Halloween. It was a definite change to stand in front of the camera instead of taking pictures of other participants like I usually do. While wondering through the celebrity section, I hear someone enthusiastically yell “Clockwork Orange”! It was Dorsey Wright, known for his role in the fantastic 70s movie “The Warriors”. He said he appreciated the balls it took to wear the outfit.
I decided to celebrate my birthday by attending Afro Punk Brooklyn, two days of music and fun on Saturday August 27 thru Sunday August 28. Being unfamiliar with most of the acts, my preparation began weeks before when I browsed most of the musicians on iTunes. The festival was held in Commodore Barry Park in Brooklyn, NY. There were four stages: green, red, black, and gold. Unfortunately, the green stage sat in a virtual dust bowl of sparse dead grass and dirt which set off my allergies. But I was able to have a good time anyway. 
