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Damn Thing, v. 1, issue 5, May 1941
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THE DAMN THING PAGE THIRTEEN _________________________________________ and better magasines, and LASFL Inc. fades into insignificanse. Look at the list of ASTRA: SPECULA, SPECTRA, SCORPIO, FMZ DIGEST, SUN TRAILS, THE DAMN THING, and such sepperate pubs as THE STANZAS OF DZYAN, and "AFTER ARMAGEDON" AND OTHERS, a book of prose-poetry by Fywert Kinge. CONCLUSION TWO: Joquel, to further entrench himself as the dominent figure in Los Angeles, exercises spells to disrupt local magasines, and then, calling apon th host of friends from Atlantis and Gonwanaland, puts out miliards of magasines, pamphlets, stories, and special publications. FINAL CONCLUSION: Joquel, by means of Unchristian Science mesmerism, has assumed "protectorate" powers over our efforts. The LASFS has ceased to exist as anything by a statelite of Joquel. The LASFS publications have either been discontinued or been reduced to insignificance by the weight of ASTRA PUBLICATIONS. Joquel's interest in Atlantis, Lemuria, and Gonwonaland prove beyond a doubt that he is something hat Lovecraft must have called back to this earth with one of his strange incantations. Infact, it may be possible that Joquel is the one that has caused the demise of Lovecraft, Howard, [Weinbaum?], Singleton, and others. He doesn't wish earthly minds to think along such patterns, as, for instance, the coffin full of dirt in the garage. There can be only two explanations for that—either he is something from the past, or the toilet is broken. There goes the summons. Coming, Oh Master, Coming Oh Great Joquel. Salam—Salam! Salami on white, 10¢ ............................................................................ QUICK, WHERE IS THE MEN'S ROOM? (Cont. from page five) today, no thank you. Thank God we still have John Campbell, god Bless him. I'm only afraid that you and your lavatory litterature magasines are going to blemish the good name of Astounding and Unknown. You, with all your abominating comic rags and your Captain Future and Milling Wonder Stories. You are ruining the chances for really interesting fantasy to survive. And consequently I pray for the quick demise of all your mags. And Sergeant Saturn can stick that yellow note of his up his nostril and go to hell. I'll best a Martian fire-opal against an etheradio that Margulise won't like this. But Lea, old rocket rookie, you gold-plated wonder boy, you, you and your mag are as rare as that Martian fire-opal and even more so—you're as rare as Roquefort cheese, and WITHOUT ventilation. Good Bye, Space Rookie, Quick, where is the Men's room? Captain Quid. .............,,,,,,,,,,,,,......................,,,,,,,,,,,............ REMEMBER THE DAMNED DENVENTION
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THE DAMN THING PAGE THIRTEEN _________________________________________ and better magasines, and LASFL Inc. fades into insignificanse. Look at the list of ASTRA: SPECULA, SPECTRA, SCORPIO, FMZ DIGEST, SUN TRAILS, THE DAMN THING, and such sepperate pubs as THE STANZAS OF DZYAN, and "AFTER ARMAGEDON" AND OTHERS, a book of prose-poetry by Fywert Kinge. CONCLUSION TWO: Joquel, to further entrench himself as the dominent figure in Los Angeles, exercises spells to disrupt local magasines, and then, calling apon th host of friends from Atlantis and Gonwanaland, puts out miliards of magasines, pamphlets, stories, and special publications. FINAL CONCLUSION: Joquel, by means of Unchristian Science mesmerism, has assumed "protectorate" powers over our efforts. The LASFS has ceased to exist as anything by a statelite of Joquel. The LASFS publications have either been discontinued or been reduced to insignificance by the weight of ASTRA PUBLICATIONS. Joquel's interest in Atlantis, Lemuria, and Gonwonaland prove beyond a doubt that he is something hat Lovecraft must have called back to this earth with one of his strange incantations. Infact, it may be possible that Joquel is the one that has caused the demise of Lovecraft, Howard, [Weinbaum?], Singleton, and others. He doesn't wish earthly minds to think along such patterns, as, for instance, the coffin full of dirt in the garage. There can be only two explanations for that—either he is something from the past, or the toilet is broken. There goes the summons. Coming, Oh Master, Coming Oh Great Joquel. Salam—Salam! Salami on white, 10¢ ............................................................................ QUICK, WHERE IS THE MEN'S ROOM? (Cont. from page five) today, no thank you. Thank God we still have John Campbell, god Bless him. I'm only afraid that you and your lavatory litterature magasines are going to blemish the good name of Astounding and Unknown. You, with all your abominating comic rags and your Captain Future and Milling Wonder Stories. You are ruining the chances for really interesting fantasy to survive. And consequently I pray for the quick demise of all your mags. And Sergeant Saturn can stick that yellow note of his up his nostril and go to hell. I'll best a Martian fire-opal against an etheradio that Margulise won't like this. But Lea, old rocket rookie, you gold-plated wonder boy, you, you and your mag are as rare as that Martian fire-opal and even more so—you're as rare as Roquefort cheese, and WITHOUT ventilation. Good Bye, Space Rookie, Quick, where is the Men's room? Captain Quid. .............,,,,,,,,,,,,,......................,,,,,,,,,,,............ REMEMBER THE DAMNED DENVENTION
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