Confession: I Don’t Wish You A Happy Birthday Just Because I Love You

One of the weird things about the previous two weeks where I posted a plea to get birthday information from creators and other comics industry folk making explicit I needed a birth date is that nine out of 10 people responding sent me the birthday without the date of birth. As far as I know, I've never posted anyone's birthday without knowing the year they were born. Noting how old people are in various facets of the industry is something I think is useful in an historical and a news context -- I like to know which creators are in which generation, which are astonishingly young, and which ones are reaching or nearing milestones. If they're an executive or other decision-maker, knowing someone's age helps me figure out the extent of her practical experience within comics history: what they remember, what was once normal to them, and so on.

I swear I'm not a grumpus: if someone gets some personal birthday wishes out of it, some joy of recognition, then I'm happy for that, too! It's Dave Kellett's birthday, today, for example. Happy birthday, Dave. Everyone likes Dave Kellett. I have no idea what Dave's date of birth, is, though, so he doesn't get an entry.

To be clear: I love wishing you a happy birthday, but if it were just about wishing you a happy birthday, I'd send you an e-mail or write on your Facebook wall. .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)
 
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