tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6973997303316988542024-03-04T23:42:03.814-08:00Mangmade Print20th Century Newspaper and magazine clippings that meet MangMade standards and shed an historical light on what Americans held dear.MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-29036364766831620812012-06-16T17:50:00.001-07:002012-06-16T17:50:11.651-07:00Rewinding comes to audio<p> </p><p><a style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: medium;" href="http://blog.modernmechanix.com/sound-on-a-spool/">SOUND ON A SPOOL (Aug, 1945)</a></p><p><a href="http://blog.modernmechanix.com/mags/MechanixIllustrated/8-1945/sound_on_a_spool/sound_on_a_spool_0.jpg" target="_self"> </a></p><blockquote><img style="float: left;" src="http://blog.modernmechanix.com/mags/MechanixIllustrated/8-1945/sound_on_a_spool/sound_on_a_spool_0.jpg" alt="" width="400" /></blockquote>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-85963108145065021982012-05-17T18:04:00.001-07:002012-05-17T18:04:14.992-07:00The Satisfactions 1966<p><span style="font-size: medium;">A clipping from</span> the <em>Toledo Blade</em>, January 22, 1966 noting my dad's and his buddies' bands from Lake High School.</p><p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvflX34wjRTHDWF8XpVdm4CXtw3WLsHDjyXKXZ7nCA6BANNCCciBlp1usi3h2fpUg63E06prGWcVuZ6bauMBF_xRRJfEgHeAjGUi9V3Zm-ach1eFvOCyIhCeFKxHcF9yz8fBUqwFFZH8E/" alt="The Satisfactions 1966" width="512" height="318" /></p><p>To see this clipping in its historical context, click <a title="Google Newspaper Archive" href="http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=A_5OAAAAIBAJ&sjid=bQEEAAAAIBAJ&pg=7383%2C1976923" target="_self">here.</a></p>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-50894699325116596332011-01-17T08:29:00.001-08:002011-01-17T08:29:52.690-08:00Suzuki Beane: like, beatnik kid (1961)<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><a style='margin: 12px auto 6px; font: 14px Helvetica,Arial,Sans-serif; display: block; text-decoration: underline;' href='http://www.scribd.com/doc/24325132/Suzuki-Beane' title='View Suzuki Beane on Scribd'>Suzuki Beane</a> <div class='youtube-video'><object width='100%' height='600' style='outline: medium none;' data='http://d1.scribdassets.com/ScribdViewer.swf' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' name='doc_845870173472143' id='doc_845870173472143'> <param value='http://d1.scribdassets.com/ScribdViewer.swf' name='movie'> </param> <param value='opaque' name='wmode'> </param> <param value='#ffffff' name='bgcolor'> </param> <param value='true' name='allowFullScreen'> </param> <param value='always' name='allowScriptAccess'> </param> <param value='document_id=24325132&access_key=key-iy4egxslxwnnkh5mgdp&page=1&viewMode=list' name='FlashVars'> </param> <embed width='100%' height='600' bgcolor='#ffffff' wmode='opaque' allowfullscreen='true' allowscriptaccess='always' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://d1.scribdassets.com/ScribdViewer.swf?document_id=24325132&access_key=key-iy4egxslxwnnkh5mgdp&page=1&viewMode=list' name='doc_845870173472143' id='doc_845870173472143'> </embed> </object></div></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-15729363941815796492010-07-28T15:51:00.000-07:002010-07-28T16:01:13.627-07:00Making a scene, Jan. 1966<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1VMfp13Pk1h13tFD-MI9HDpET1ogCv1ROXlsNjSiV9ErbzjBzx_KmlXIsaADM-saBTWUFzB4jGIlPmE6Pg3cftR1Va9Dx54jMiU4c7_uqOzpSPYERwCoKHAOjwD2Ka27vFYLKXe-IXDE/s1600/1966+makes+the+scene+%28B%26W%29+19660103.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1VMfp13Pk1h13tFD-MI9HDpET1ogCv1ROXlsNjSiV9ErbzjBzx_KmlXIsaADM-saBTWUFzB4jGIlPmE6Pg3cftR1Va9Dx54jMiU4c7_uqOzpSPYERwCoKHAOjwD2Ka27vFYLKXe-IXDE/s400/1966+makes+the+scene+%28B%26W%29+19660103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499094234109176482" border="0" /></a><br /><br />1966 is still widely considered the prime year for guitar based garage rock -- professional, one hit wonder and amateur band alike.<br /><br />Click <a href="http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=j5AUAAAAIBAJ&sjid=BQUEAAAAIBAJ&pg=4202%2C581605">here </a>to see this article in its historic context.MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-37949884184966135672010-07-22T17:45:00.001-07:002010-07-22T17:55:45.374-07:00Getting it wrong, Mar. 1964<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><big>The Ocala Star-Banner</big> began carrying the classics <i>Nancy </i>and <i>Li'l Abner</i> in their comics roster on March 1, 1964. To the average reader, the faces of the folks behind even their favorite strips may not be familiar. Still, in 1964, while Capp's frequently televised face would have been vaguely familiar to an editor, apparently he couldn't make its connection to <i>Li'l Abner</i> rather than Bushmiller's <a href='http://www.laffpix.com/howtoreadnancy.pdf'>inscrutible <i>Nancy</i>.</a><br/><br/><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ4nVK4GBe89uxIA0an7GC2SLxhmd_dwgL25OuawS0FRx-w424I_2XTKUcSJxGAgZ-umcBTTXjt_60W0D728INIIQm2k7er_o74hmbou8Gjkea9PW5VLKp4YdqcMCK5fdiieMwRQo0iIQ/'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ4nVK4GBe89uxIA0an7GC2SLxhmd_dwgL25OuawS0FRx-w424I_2XTKUcSJxGAgZ-umcBTTXjt_60W0D728INIIQm2k7er_o74hmbou8Gjkea9PW5VLKp4YdqcMCK5fdiieMwRQo0iIQ/?imgmax=800' alt=''/></a><br/><br/><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGJxK9YnBT0aNiWAWJS-OyMgl_aCou7KhbgXMxbrB2BY8_xD_WTGyYg9qlEGGncupWPoAIzN7qFgAw0vMpo1gJ4So-9qQb8Kh4XzeFanC7uH2qQ_Jo0j3pA5NnR3kV4GDYwZQ6Adh2oQc/?imgmax=800' alt=''/><br/><br/>Click <a href='http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=uJAUAAAAIBAJ&sjid=CgUEAAAAIBAJ&pg=1763%2C8692'>here </a>to see this article in its historic context.<br/></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-35915780533251099322010-07-19T09:54:00.001-07:002010-07-19T10:06:53.030-07:00Music history with a bullet, Dec. 1974<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>Don't miss Billboard magazine on Google Books search:<br /><br />The December 28, 1974 issue has great stuff including an <a href='http://books.google.com/books?id=hAkEAAAAMBAJ&lpg=RA3-PA32&dq=soundesign%20compact&pg=PA1#v=onepage&q&f=false'>article on bootlegs</a> hitting major retailers, an interview with EMI's <a href='http://books.google.com/books?id=hAkEAAAAMBAJ&lpg=RA3-PA32&dq=soundesign%20compact&pg=RA3-PA51#v=onepage&q&f=false'>Sir Joe Lockwood</a>, great ads and of course the <a href='http://books.google.com/books?id=hAkEAAAAMBAJ&lpg=RA3-PA32&dq=soundesign%20compact&pg=RA3-PA50#v=onepage&q&f=false'>listings </a>of the hits of the week sliced and diced into so many categories about everyone gets a nod, while <a href='http://books.google.com/books?id=hAkEAAAAMBAJ&lpg=RA3-PA32&dq=soundesign%20compact&pg=PA3#v=onepage&q&f=false'>Wireless mics </a>were untangling the rock stage.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width='500' height='500' frameborder='0' scrolling='no' style='border: 0px none;' src='http://books.google.com/books?id=hAkEAAAAMBAJ&lpg=RA3-PA32&dq=soundesign%20compact&pg=PA1&output=embed'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..and from August 23, 1969:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://books.google.com/books?id=rykEAAAAMBAJ&amp;amp;lpg=PA1&amp;amp;dq=intitle%3Abillboard%20intitle%3Amagazine&amp;amp;pg=PA1&amp;amp;output=embed" style="border: 0px none;" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" height="500" width="500"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</iframe><br /><p/></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-55040343388088164482010-05-15T09:45:00.001-07:002010-05-15T09:45:59.666-07:00Joke with food, Aug, 1968<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>First, think if you can remember ever getting a drink of any kind for 25 cents. Then think if you can ever imagine a time when any 16oz size drink would be referred to as "jumbo"-size (without being sarcastic).<br/><br/><img alt='' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg1bgwlEnPg5S0O0fxp64BYLfe2mGi74NLAMcxp5aUxFNRtQw4UOKsj-81dBn9wSryohqPH85KJhDHSzUOKrh_-Mr8ZW5l61V8j9X4X3iR36KAl5J3Zq46ZoFyoVp_WtmuM_MjAqhXyZ0/?imgmax=800'/><br/><br/>View the ad in historical context <a href='http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=TkgRAAAAIBAJ&sjid=24oDAAAAIBAJ&pg=4718%2C4462463'>here.</a><br/></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-32570966284249241352010-01-31T13:20:00.001-08:002010-01-31T13:25:21.720-08:00Give me Liberty (and how long it will take to read it), 1945 (and 1976)<iframe style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://books.google.com/books?id=0QYAAAAAMBAJ&lpg=PA1&dq=liberty%20magazine&pg=PA40&output=embed" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" height="500" width="500"></iframe><br /><br /><big><i>Liberty </i>magazine helped its readers</big> by giving them an estimated amount of time it would take to read an article. This allowed for determining if one could read the entire article from one streetcar stop to the next, or if saving it for a planned rest stop would be more satisfying.<br /><big><br />In the post-television world magazines</big> such as <i>Liberty </i>were fast becoming antiquated and by 1976, <i>Liberty</i> itself recognized its nostalgic value outweighed its cultural relevance, reprinting "classic" articles such as this one originally from 1945. Similarly, the comic strip <i>Buck Rogers</i> had become a nostalgic touchstone too, and in 1976 was soon to be re-vamped riding a post-<i>Star Wars</i> wave of sci-fi and (more nostalgic) movie serial-style action.<br /><br /><big>How many folks felt pressure to read</big> the article within the serving suggestion? How many insisted to their supervisor their eight minute coffee break could not possibly be over when the article clearly states a reading time of eight minutes and they still had a page and a half to go?MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-61648066851081274282009-11-09T16:45:00.001-08:002009-12-30T17:52:47.866-08:00Three kings of the 60s, Nov 1967<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><img width='490' height='861' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn3tV8QFrmJADm9SnmBaAiN007rFvXnCKEv-CQ3zo5AFyLjwdPImABcjjU2fDqu3jmBjYpZLY5gmenYc14VePuKoGVxf1xh3QCYCvIh3TDcNsd0iUEXFKfxOUsTkqlEE9yAl2Ax7qvn7E/?imgmax=800' alt=''/><br/><br/><big>Contrary to the copy</big> this kit, sadly, <i>was </i>forgotten.<br/><br/>View this item in is holiday historical context <a href='http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=qfUSAAAAIBAJ&sjid=RooDAAAAIBAJ&pg=7354%2C6683490'>here.</a><br/></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-25617706651731056842009-10-21T17:37:00.001-07:002009-10-21T20:01:16.075-07:00Good call Freeman-W, Jan. 1964<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><img style='max-width: 800px; float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCoauYvhNLl0YwZwOgZe-Pbb5zPNqYb_Yx_DHcL7d2SV5WLNrvwKBqQpMqdmNSpBA_t9c0jRHFQMQ-VDsMV7Fzvnej_k7lDZI4pHHdZ6zevcdjurTkBtbA-SOd6RQgBDLGyT70QaWey3U/?imgmax=800'/><big>So a couple months</big> after the Kennedy assassination, the Freeman-Washington Insurance Agency admen stuck a wet finger in the blowin' wind, divined the decade's oncoming turbulence, and fast-tracked a campaign touting their <i>riot </i>coverage. Sure, riot coverage <i>appears </i>to be a joke here. Prior to the 60s, riot-incurred damage would have most likely been a mere speck on the old actuary table, statistically safe from ever being paid out on a home owner policy. How many home owners considered such coverage <i>necessary </i>by 1970? <br/><br/><big>No doubt sometime</big> around 1968 insurance companies began to fear the tipping point was fast approaching where payouts were no longer offset by fear-mongered sales. Of course, by then who needed funny print ads when the nightly news could promote sales for free?<br/><br/><br/>For a more sober look at this item in historical context, click <a href='http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=ZCIRAAAAIBAJ&sjid=l4oDAAAAIBAJ&pg=4987%2C676022'>here.</a><br/></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-33297553103984036642009-10-11T18:49:00.001-07:002009-10-11T18:50:54.267-07:00Plus ça change, Apr. 1963<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFNpFFaILt03Jtt1Iq0tPV0fv74fUAUeg5jGmr9Ma_q_8uzAmfjvOmsVCvJ-GLhzRIrcq2QnUXuA3GN-famY1oYHfw5m_lHODhpQ1YXzOQ9kpaV-cCT5bKNNmdqZhwuBavpqRxjlQjQw/?imgmax=800' alt=''/><br/><br/><big>A Mr. Gibbs recently</big> found Mr. Salinger's supply of spectacles and, on a lark, passed them out around Scandinavia.<br/><br/>View this article in historical context <a href='http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=IDQVAAAAIBAJ&sjid=7_cDAAAAIBAJ&pg=6307%2C6057057'>here.</a><br/></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-45258772317543905572009-10-07T19:13:00.001-07:002009-10-07T19:14:54.693-07:00Too sweet by half, Sept. 1923<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><a href='http://books.google.com/books?id=fyoDAAAAMBAJ&q=insulin#v=onepage&q=&f=false'><img width='489' height='515' src='http://img2.pict.com/6f/db/42/1634091/0/popular2520science25202520insuli.jpg'/></a><br /><br /><big>Last August 17 </big>our seven-year old boy became one of the 40 kids in the U.S. diagnosed with diabetes each day. Having the autoimmune type of diabetes <big><a href='http://www.jdrf.org/index.cfm?fuseaction=home.viewPage&page_id=14AF69BC-BE51-42DA-B1B41955029FBC7F'>(Type 1, or Juveline Diabetes),</a></big> his body no longer produces the insulin needed to take sugar from his blood to be used or stored. Now our family acts as his pancreas; we constantly check and log his blood sugar readings, his carbohydrate intake and administer the insulin shots he needs throughout the day. <br /><br /><big>While injecting insulin is not a cure,</big> it is far, far better than the alternative faced prior to its <a href='http://books.google.com/books?id=fyoDAAAAMBAJ&q=insulin#v=onepage&q=&f=false'>introduction in the early 1920s.</a> While its delivery systems are becoming <a href='http://abcnews.go.com/video/playerIndex?id=8046715'>refined</a>, and similarly, its chemical efficiency, the basics of successful Type 1 diabetic maintenance apparently have not had a "miraculous leap forward" since the Jazz Age, let alone a cure. <big><a href='http://www.endocrinetoday.com/view.aspx?rid=43543'>Always closer</a><a href='http://www.endocrinetoday.com/view.aspx?rid=43543'>,</a> but a cure is due, </big><i><big>tout de suite.<br /></big></i></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-41264285284280473622009-10-04T13:56:00.001-07:002009-10-04T19:06:44.638-07:00There's always legal room for jello, Feb. 1920<big>Apparently, alcoholic jello shots</big> were legal during prohibition since one couldn't "drink" them and they hadn't been invented when the laws were passed. However the jerk doctor who <i>did </i> invent them during the dry years wouldn't share.<br /><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWn7sBvhY9ao30liW_1Mt7rghN4J6ZUiU6Fw0pQc9sfHllAZB6N7jOzQLoPLptYcwrWcdnQ_n2yikp7giYatAVEsNSHOdYO9yqWpvcV6lg3j_r8KtvY_lHvGCPRU0U0nRrrh533ODFpq0/?imgmax=800" alt="" height="623" width="490" /><br /><br /><big>To see this <i>Popular Science</i> article </big>in historic context (and a lot about the science and pitfalls of do-it-yourself distillery), click <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=9CkDAAAAMBAJ&lpg=PP1&pg=PA36#v=onepage&q=&f=false">here</a>.MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-4050684780254919072009-09-30T17:15:00.001-07:002009-10-04T19:08:13.280-07:00Motown's Burning Bush, May 2004<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><big>Kevin Pyle sent this to me</big> a while back and reminded me it was too cool not to share: The Metro Times Century of Sound -- a Detroit music family tree. It's no surprise the tree looks more like fire given the number of hot names aflame, each flicker crackling another to higher, brighter, smokin' heat.<br/><big><br/>Just look at all the great stuff here in this small sample:</big> Andre "Baconfat" Williams is not far from the MC5, Brownsville Station, Grand Funk, Iggy Pop, Ted Nugent, Seger, Mitch Ryder as well nugget-hatchers the Woolies, Unrelated Segments and ? and the Mysterians...Rationals, well, I don't need to name 'em all off.<br/><br/><img width='485' height='425' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT1C_KRttPcA4KX4Z_o41qOp_8ZR4P7kyTJ5x0Dy93W86TI3WAtAI81Duv_7_FdI2PxCXKXkfATSToO76WhVqF0E0C-l9dUtMc7joWmIpSEmZ4TCmgd0jqOzhFrqPuOvrmup_YzAJZ1vs/?imgmax=800' alt=''/><br/><big><br/>Find the whole thing at the paper's website <a href='http://metrotimes.com/editorial/story.asp?id=6272'>here.</a><br/><br/>Don't forget to read other music-related items at <a href='http://mangmade.blogspot.com/'>MangMade Records</a>, too!<br/></big></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-52741878964079640392009-09-22T19:31:00.001-07:002009-10-04T14:04:21.450-07:00So It Seems, Aug. 1952<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span class="post-author vcard"><span class="fn"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2BgBF0ykghJoCQtrSsvHVt1qYQFbhe9gOh-TNT7oZ6_Nydnp72C8vDXx-O5DsXMZeW_EB_biDbSgOfu8oWUbabfcaA4IwZgyaX9IJxJIEEhWmT5j4tUBXdFH5pYRhFu0li8XDMxHhdQA/"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2BgBF0ykghJoCQtrSsvHVt1qYQFbhe9gOh-TNT7oZ6_Nydnp72C8vDXx-O5DsXMZeW_EB_biDbSgOfu8oWUbabfcaA4IwZgyaX9IJxJIEEhWmT5j4tUBXdFH5pYRhFu0li8XDMxHhdQA/?imgmax=800" height="160" width="489" /></a><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">While we're getting a few things sorted out, check out this </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://allthingsger.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-than-it-seems-monday-caroon-day.html">Monday Cartoon Day post </a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">from </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://allthingsger.blogspot.com/">The Fabulous Fifties blog</a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> which I wish to share and place here for safe keeping when I have time to circle back. It features a collection of Lou Cameron's </span><i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So It Seems </i><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">newspaper strips which, as noted there, have an EC Comics flavor to them (and apparent similar use of the </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://drexfiles.wordpress.com/2009/06/03/wally-woods-my-world/">LeRoy </a><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://drexfiles.wordpress.com/2009/06/03/wally-woods-my-world/">lettering system</a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">). I'm downloading and looking forward to receiving a hardcopy of </span><i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Alter Ego</i><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> #86 for </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="post-author vcard"><span class="fn">Ger Apeldoorn's article on imitators of EC Comics' <i>Mad</i>.<br /><br /></span></span><blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><i>Around the same time Kurtzman started </i>Mad<i>, comic artist Lou Cameron did<br />a short-lived satirical newspaper strip called </i>So It Seems. <i>The titles<br />seems to be a parody of the many 'interesting facts' panels that were<br />around, such as </i>Ripley's Believe It Or Not<i> and </i>John Hix Strange As It<br />Seems<i>, but it was more of a 'statement and sample' series, along the<br />lines of those that were later done for the magazine</i> Mad.<br /></blockquote><span class="post-author vcard"><span class="fn"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-60681885906855335482009-08-27T17:20:00.001-07:002009-08-27T17:20:22.741-07:00Well blown me down! Popeye controversy, 1992<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><a href='http://mikelynchcartoons.blogspot.com/2008/04/popeye-bobby-londons-final-weeks.html'><img src='http://img2.pict.com/07/e8/f6/1529762/0/popeyeb.jpg'/></a><br/><br/>From the <a href='http://mikelynchcartoons.blogspot.com/'>Mike Lynch Cartoons blog:<br/></a><br/><blockquote>In 1992, London, who, at that point, was both writing and drawing the strip for six years, introduced a Home Shopping Club storyline for Olive Oyl. Thus begins the below controversial and, so far as I understand, <a href='http://mikelynchcartoons.blogspot.com/2008/04/popeye-bobby-londons-final-weeks.html'>final three weeks of the Popeye strip under London's direction.</a> They're scanned from copies of proofsheets, so the quality is not great.<br/></blockquote></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-2623513528256880352009-08-23T19:54:00.001-07:002009-08-24T04:21:00.791-07:00Charlie Brown, wishy-washy blogger, Mar. 1970<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWJS3wkAa6xTxSN0ZH1S5ATYh5dSRGkZtzx6PRjFum4V05jhIamtmkNew2lpfKP2PzGMCM1Lk_iVABjPdd54VVEGhU4AVei6hOCIkFpryDkGTHq1v-GHYgLlp3OB6zAvBNo8BhL9HtbB4/?imgmax=800" alt="" /><br /><br /><big>We have <a href="http://mangmadeprint.blogspot.com/2009/07/zine-no-phobia-here-1965.htm">previously discussed</a> the progression of fandom</big> into the blogosphere (or the genesis of the latter in the former depending on your perspective). In this Sunday <i>Peanuts</i> strip we find good ol' Charlie Brown dipping a toe into the proto-blogging scene with a fanzine dedicated to his idol, the never-seen baseball player Joe Shlabotnik.<br /><br /><big>Shlabotnik can be viewed as Charlie Brown's alter ego,</big> should Charlie Brown's future-self luck into playing big league ball despite ineptitude that rapidly reels back whatever distance a hopeful heart may take him.<br /><br /><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6jP_2ktYrxeOh92aCvGboveLn2d-rW90ujUgHbUforpcdlNOCHrpLxl0YjRbsIm4QH6e3hwUogscMMn3GzE9U5ihb_O0WNA4ymwAQkOGNeGedD1b_P2wKXZ2TlZzjnMDQJLP2EeFlkdo/?imgmax=800" /><br /><big><br />Prior to the time</big> of Charlie Brown's writing of the premiere issue, Shlabotnik had been sent down to the minor leagues and was presumably working at a car wash to supplement his income.<br /><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkiHnbIxRXFm8Y-TWZvTY5tdHNhhXyw_C5Z7Qx43wCuKgP0mmSMw3K_zRfFX4VxcEDnlKzhyPmkbujKilsGhPA4v0Mh8-cavSyCCNsHsJlrAtT5x82PYLI3JiBt9nTOmLZoQnsJ89mBBg/?imgmax=800" alt="" /><br /><br /><big>Substitute the word "print" with the phrase "upload" </big>and the strip remains eerily hip and relevant 40 years later. Upon further reflection, given Charlie Brown's ink-pen disability, he no doubt would have been similarly challenged in sending a blog post to his PC's printer. Perhaps the strip remains technically timely and no change is necessary after all.<br /><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Rr8scYlZF9_1yTgRc_wXbbqLdFp0Eixg_HnI2AQNf8OUnIXoqbN9DSFVeABx3WqQB9RRAGkUNPdknXUbV1vvfEjuCD_cmucng5Z54ArJ40jTNWWsVizu4unODE-E3tOd1ZEMrxzt72k/?imgmax=800" alt="" /><br /><br /><big>Charlie Brown dutifully details</big> Shlabotnik's momentary lapses into mediocrity from his slavish dedication to sucking. As a fan operating as a niche journalist or historian, he pursues a true calling in publishing facts no one else cares about lest they be forgotten or misspelled. Misspelled like the autograph Shlabotnik once wrote on the ball he had hit into a superfluous bloop single. <i>"I guess he was pretty excited about that bloop single..."</i><br /><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Y-fi701s_sjglRd6SgdsMc0SiFlbcosjctGbF9EM5g45uBr_AC0SBTM-GGti-y1kcsRp_uNdIDXe0uSHsAlbgQhuPvXw_QzYvvhhmu7mwYgewWxZozOzIPXDmZZVPkIfyBQ6E0LHZRI/?imgmax=800" alt="" /><br /><big><br />Hope springs eternal. </big> Good ol' Charlie Brown.<br /><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiFv392MRmYynrK-_Jgs4nf2SNh3aKxbKxM7C3AO0TTJe-cZSwOSFwqy-GguYK4vKJVcI2Rm6enROYrLMO0Yiads1GB-g9mIfad51_dmNA8DqS8r8qPANAfov05bZYyO6p4LUXa8MWNNk/?imgmax=800" alt="" /><br /><br /><big>Yep. Eerily relevant</big> 40 years later.<br /><br /><big style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">*SIGH*</big><br /><br /><br />View this comic strip in its historical context <a href="http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=ypEUAAAAIBAJ&sjid=QAUEAAAAIBAJ&pg=6785%2C1054150">here.</a><br /><br /><br /></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-48899141042313057642009-08-21T19:04:00.001-07:002009-08-21T19:06:33.360-07:00Billy, Billy, Billy, suh-WING, Billy! Aug. 1977<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><a href='http://img2.pict.com/c2/a6/29/1502571/0/800/swingbilly19770831.jpg'><img width='490' height='1020' src='http://img2.pict.com/c2/a6/29/1502571/0/800/swingbilly19770831.jpg'/></a><br/><br/><big>Dear Lord, could one ever get as happy as Billy Carter</big> during the first year of his brother's presidency? We're guessing the lucky reporters who got the gig following him around ran a close second. Not only would they get to share in his amusements, they got to share his reckless pearls with the readers as well. <br/><br/><a href='http://www.drunkard.com/issues/55/55-dead-end-drinks.html'><img width='110' height='166' style='float: right; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;' src='http://img2.pict.com/23/ae/da/1502622/0/peanutlolita.jpg'/></a><big>And in popping these pearls, like peanuts, they couldn't stop at just one:</big> he's drinking peanut likker 'steada <a href='http://www.drunkard.com/issues/55/55-dead-end-drinks.html'>beer</a> cause he can't find the damn bathroom; <i>Jimmah </i>would be a better president if'n he'd listen to <i>him</i>; and Bert <small>"If-it-ain't-broke-don't-fix-it"</small> Lance -- dipped in corruption colors at the time -- was the best man in Washington, bar none. Barring <i>none </i>would also include his brother, of course. <i>Aw</i>, <i>hay-uhl. Did Ah say that?</i> <i><br/><br/></i><big>Look at that smile, would you?</big> And that's even knowing when his wife sees him huggin' and kissin' wif Miss Peanut Lolita he'll <b><big>"probably catch straight damn hell!"<br/><br/></big></b><big><small>See this article in its historical context <a href='http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=pKkSAAAAIBAJ&sjid=7_gDAAAAIBAJ&pg=4777%2C4049869'>here.</a></small><br/></big></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-24902912681814048182009-08-15T10:14:00.001-07:002009-08-20T06:45:50.789-07:00John, I thought you said "MASSAGE," Jan. 1963<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://www.snackfeed.com/plugin/thumbnails/ac10ca06a5e2c052e42d3e058ee83151.png"><img src="http://www.snackfeed.com/plugin/thumbnails/ac10ca06a5e2c052e42d3e058ee83151.png" width="490" height="534" /></a><br /><big><br />AP Wirephoto shot of Hubert Humphrey</big> saying <i>"hotdog!"</i> before the wind was taken from his sails and his blood stopped rushing. <br /><br /><big>The sea of black in the image</big> gives one the impression of a "swinging" Humphrey, snapping his fingers while riding the Kennedy wave with his own "rat pack." <br /><br /><big>But alas, it is actually Speaker of the House</big> John McCormack gesturing -- and not for the <i>Madame of the House</i> as Hubie was hoping for, but rather the cold shower of the press. Looks like George Smathers knew it was too good to be true: "Old Jawn" would never treat anyway.<br /><br />See this article in historical context <a href="http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=gesQAAAAIBAJ&sjid=84sDAAAAIBAJ&pg=4080%2C1361298">here.</a></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-10561893377289961702009-08-12T18:19:00.001-07:002009-08-12T18:19:34.170-07:00Nix, nix on the Nixon kix, Nov. 1962<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><big>Here's the Associated Press <i>dutifully reporting</i></big> the infamous "won't have Nixon to kick around anymore" concession speech from Nixon's failed California gubernatorial run in 1962--including some shadowy, up-lit rapid fire photos. Nixon really gave the press hell and it is funny. <br/><br/><big>He takes them to task</big> about covering <i>his </i>"flub" but not Brown's on the final day of the campaign. Well come on. Brown misspoke saying a Republican candidate was on the straight Democratic ticket, you said you were running for <big>"Governor of the United States." <small>That's hilarious with no explanation required.<br/><br/><big>No doubt,</big> some newsmen miss him everyday.<br/><br/>Click image to enlarge or view in its historical context <a href='http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=kwsQAAAAIBAJ&sjid=TIsDAAAAIBAJ&pg=7289%2C3903981'>here.</a><br/><br/></small></big><a href='http://img2.pict.com/6d/73/2c/1455216/0/800/nixonnixonkix19621108.jpg'><img height='770' width='490' src='http://img2.pict.com/6d/73/2c/1455216/0/800/nixonnixonkix19621108.jpg'/></a></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-31455819418524493872009-08-11T17:37:00.001-07:002009-08-11T17:38:41.096-07:00J'accuse, Jan. 1947<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><a href='http://img2.pict.com/75/15/3f/1448718/0/800/thatmanstabbedmybrother19470101..jpg'><img height='444' width='490' src='http://img2.pict.com/75/15/3f/1448718/0/800/thatmanstabbedmybrother19470101..jpg'/></a><br/><big><br/>Now this is some crackerjack photojournalism.</big> How could you not sell newspapers with story-telling pix like this? <br/><br/><big>We have been told</big> how newspapers used to stage events like this but it would <i>never </i>fly today. Journalism has come too far and a reporter's objectivity is sacred. Modern, conscientious reporting ethics would never countenance running something that didn't accurately reflect the news in its natural order of events just to make more money or manipulate an audience to advance a cause. Heavens no.<br/><big><br/>All canards aside, </big>even today's tabloids don't run <i>this kind</i> of drama, either. <i>Cops </i>video crews notwithstanding, do they even allow photogs into emergency rooms to cover the police beat anymore? This item has all the makings of a beat photog installed at the area hospital, known by cop and nurse (not to mention some victims) alike, working the situation to register the highest degree of impact for the shot. And maybe, just maybe, he got a little help from his friends.<br/><br/><big>Check it out. Jimmy Wood,</big> looking a lot older than his reported 21 years, is shutterbugged while literally fingering the knife man who slaughtered his big brother Logan on a streetcar. Fredo in turn gives the textbook "Ah, ya <i>mudder</i>..." protest response. Oddly, the casual detective type guy in the center is actually being held in custody, too. <br/><br/><big>This is damn exciting stuff. <small>T</small></big>his single still black and white image is much more, uh, <big>arresting </big>than would be the hand-held video camera footage of a similar event today.<br/><br/>See this article in its historic context <a href='http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=cQwaAAAAIBAJ&sjid=Tg0EAAAAIBAJ&pg=5055%2C3871540'>here.<br/></a></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-49352177377850782592009-08-10T19:26:00.001-07:002009-11-22T14:29:42.700-08:00Tiny Comeback, Sept. 1974<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><font face='trebuchet'><big>Pick a role for which Tiny Tim</big> should make a comeback: an </font><font face='trebuchet'>overexposed freak-as-</font><font face='trebuchet'>punchline</font><font face='trebuchet'> who <a href='http://classicshowbiz.blogspot.com/2009/11/tonight-show-with-johnny-carson-tiny.html'>got married on <i>The Tonight Show</i></a> in front of 40 million viewers </font><font face='trebuchet'><big><small>in 1969</small> <small>or</small></big><small> </small>singer of songs playing ukulele the next year at the Isle of Wight festival before an audience of 600,000? Either way, four short years later his waning celebrity was worth a magic night for some in a little Dearborn Heights, MI bar called <i>The London Bridge</i>. Falling down, no doubt, much the same as Mr. Tim's popularity. To think it all happened only a few miles from my house.<br/></font><br/>Click the image to enlarge or view the article in historical context <a href='http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=DHMUAAAAIBAJ&sjid=KwIEAAAAIBAJ&pg=6976%2C4600139'>here.</a><br/><a href='http://img2.pict.com/3d/44/c8/1442341/0/800/tinytim19740924.jpg'><img width='490' height='652' src='http://img2.pict.com/3d/44/c8/1442341/0/800/tinytim19740924.jpg'/></a></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-44064996468571528512009-08-04T14:34:00.001-07:002009-08-04T17:58:10.235-07:00Carter country, Sept. 1976<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><img height='334' width='481' src='http://www.snackfeed.com/plugin/thumbnails/f18832eb54c9e7fe1503d0645e0977cd.png'/><br/><font face='trebuchet'><br/><big>Candidate Jimmy Carter</big> allowed many a hot (and easily justifiable) flip through the wild side with an <a href='http://www.playboy.com/articles/jimmy-carter-interview/index.html'>interview in <i>Playboy </i>magazine.</a> This afforded many of us equally satisfying portions of titillation and righteousness with a side order of sharing the lusting in our hearts. And then there were the pictures of <i>girlies what ain't got no clothes.</i><br/><br/><a href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bart_to_the_Future'><img src='http://img2.pict.com/48/f0/c7/1407897/0/simpsons11x17barttothefuture5brl.jpg'/></a><br/><br/></font></div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-32173871187745766812009-08-02T19:11:00.001-07:002009-08-04T07:34:58.068-07:00Reagan lays it out, Nov. 1976<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><a href='http://www.snackfeed.com/plugin/thumbnails/4a5ed0a352dcae927cfadf7e803317b6.png'><img height='488' width='490' src='http://www.snackfeed.com/plugin/thumbnails/4a5ed0a352dcae927cfadf7e803317b6.png'/></a><br/><br/><big>The great communicator </big>makes the "morning after" post-election predictions, including his upcoming role.</div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-697399730331698854.post-36599868448560628402009-07-31T17:04:00.001-07:002009-08-04T14:38:34.794-07:00And a doctorate in "Ayyyyyy," May 1976<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><img src='http://www.snackfeed.com/plugin/thumbnails/9695efee09b1e0778843c424f329a3fd.png'/><br/><br/>Never tell a Yale man to "sit on it."</div>MangMadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12934020924139783814noreply@blogger.com0