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En Garde, whole no. 4, Winter 1942
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page 13. grant you it doesn't interest me a damn to make a bed in a military manner, but I done my best, and I didn't like the dictatorial treatment. I never had a chance. I couldn't possibly learn anything because it had not been pointed out to me what was wrong that caused my bunk to be dismantled. Maybe I'd made it perfectly but somebody had sat on it or put clothes on it and mussed it up during my absence. Who knows? Not I. But I got the blame and the come-back. I was ham-strung. Things like that tend to make me unstrung. Warning! Uncle Sam does not recognize green as a color, I guess. Not official, anyway. I had the misfortune to sign the payroll in my usual verdant, and got "red-lined" in consequence. My pay was held up 14 days. That kind of discipline does me NO GOOD. I'll remember, sure -- with resentment. Because it's entirely unnecessary. There's a wealth of tiny details a newcomer doesn't know about army regulations. I feel responsibility was entirely on the corporal or sergeant who was present when I signed. He simply should have said, "Oh, wait a minute, buddy; here, you'll have to sign that in blue-black." But you don't talk back or argue matters like that. Well, here's how I feel about it all, 3 months after induction: Like a prisoner in a penitentiary, facing a long-term sentence for a crime I didn't commit. I'm constricted, cramped. If I laugh, it is so that I may not cry -- Lincoln's words that Tucker quotes, I believe. A free spirit, enslaved. The point, as I understand it, tho, is that this is a necessary temporary discomfort, that the rest of my life need not be so damned. ## Mauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmaudit Dorothy Tomkins, the Galactic Roamers' official [square root of -1] has become a member of the WAVEs. Long may she! We are going to miss her sorely too. There will now be no one to always vote NO. She has always been the Honorable Minority that prevented the monotony of unanimous approval. Our orbs are bedewed! Drenchanddrippingareouropticsdrenchedanddrippingareouropticsdre Our most sincere congratulations to Pogo and Russ on their new Slan. But we haste to point out that the West Coast simply can't get ahead of the Galactic Roamers. Alan and Kay Becker have just become the proud immediate progenitors of a new Slanette! For those of you who came in late, Dr. Becker is the Chief Pilot of the Galactic Roamers, and lives in Jackson, Michigan. He is also Director of the Michigan Fantasy Fan Federation. Allhailallhailforinjacksonmichigananewfanisbornjustlikethatallhail In the Fantastic Adventures dummy we saw at Palmer's office, we spied a story by Harry Jenkins jr. He also had a write-up in the Meet the Author department. Good going Harry. Clicketyclicketyclicketyclicketyclickety&anotherstoryhitsthedesk We recently came across a new sea-going term, namely, Drizzle. In case you don't already know, a Drizzle is a Drip going steady.
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page 13. grant you it doesn't interest me a damn to make a bed in a military manner, but I done my best, and I didn't like the dictatorial treatment. I never had a chance. I couldn't possibly learn anything because it had not been pointed out to me what was wrong that caused my bunk to be dismantled. Maybe I'd made it perfectly but somebody had sat on it or put clothes on it and mussed it up during my absence. Who knows? Not I. But I got the blame and the come-back. I was ham-strung. Things like that tend to make me unstrung. Warning! Uncle Sam does not recognize green as a color, I guess. Not official, anyway. I had the misfortune to sign the payroll in my usual verdant, and got "red-lined" in consequence. My pay was held up 14 days. That kind of discipline does me NO GOOD. I'll remember, sure -- with resentment. Because it's entirely unnecessary. There's a wealth of tiny details a newcomer doesn't know about army regulations. I feel responsibility was entirely on the corporal or sergeant who was present when I signed. He simply should have said, "Oh, wait a minute, buddy; here, you'll have to sign that in blue-black." But you don't talk back or argue matters like that. Well, here's how I feel about it all, 3 months after induction: Like a prisoner in a penitentiary, facing a long-term sentence for a crime I didn't commit. I'm constricted, cramped. If I laugh, it is so that I may not cry -- Lincoln's words that Tucker quotes, I believe. A free spirit, enslaved. The point, as I understand it, tho, is that this is a necessary temporary discomfort, that the rest of my life need not be so damned. ## Mauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmauditmaudit Dorothy Tomkins, the Galactic Roamers' official [square root of -1] has become a member of the WAVEs. Long may she! We are going to miss her sorely too. There will now be no one to always vote NO. She has always been the Honorable Minority that prevented the monotony of unanimous approval. Our orbs are bedewed! Drenchanddrippingareouropticsdrenchedanddrippingareouropticsdre Our most sincere congratulations to Pogo and Russ on their new Slan. But we haste to point out that the West Coast simply can't get ahead of the Galactic Roamers. Alan and Kay Becker have just become the proud immediate progenitors of a new Slanette! For those of you who came in late, Dr. Becker is the Chief Pilot of the Galactic Roamers, and lives in Jackson, Michigan. He is also Director of the Michigan Fantasy Fan Federation. Allhailallhailforinjacksonmichigananewfanisbornjustlikethatallhail In the Fantastic Adventures dummy we saw at Palmer's office, we spied a story by Harry Jenkins jr. He also had a write-up in the Meet the Author department. Good going Harry. Clicketyclicketyclicketyclicketyclickety&anotherstoryhitsthedesk We recently came across a new sea-going term, namely, Drizzle. In case you don't already know, a Drizzle is a Drip going steady.
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