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Diablerie, February 1944

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10                                          diablerie
                       Dirty old Kepner

   So Jimmy journeys to Los Angeles and joins the LASFS. The LASFS is a club that does things in science fiction like issuing fanzines and writing letters and holding meetings where they discuss politics, sex, Esperanto and maybe other things. Please do not take my word for this. I have met LASFans but I have never attended any of their meetings. The above is just what I have heard and maybe you have heard differently. Oh well.

   Back to Kepner - no...we'd better face him. Jimmy runs off at the vocal orfice in this manner for a paragraph or three in comparing the respective groups:

           "...the...important difference in one of attitude... on the whole, the LASFS is far more mature that the GGFS. There was, in the latter, an overwhelming spirit of cynicism...less prevelant in the former..."

   My God! Stabbed in the back. Jimmy never told us that. Up to these sentences, we had fondly cherished the belief that fan-kind - if it thought of us at all - believed the GGFS to be a tottering collection of alcoholics, who - to quote Fortier who started the legend - sat ourselves donw at beer-sodden typewriters, licked our gin-soaked fingertips, and turned out messes of letters to the pro-mags, articles and art-work to the fan-mags, and even a fm of our own once in a while.

   And now this. The pretty bubble burst. O tempora. Luckily, Jike restores our good humor later on in his column by revealing that the jolly LASFans hold regular vestivities for the sole purpose of burning - of all things - the Bible. This I take it, is the modern intellectual upheaval, Los Angeles style.

   This type of "maturity" rates at about the same level with that of little boys who scrawl dirty words on lavatory walls. Or maybe Shangri-La hasn't progressed that far.

   To tell the truth, we of the Bay Area were at first inclined to doubt this part of Jike's column. "Where," we reasoned, "could the LASFS scrape together the cash for such an undertaking? Even second-hand Bibles would add up to quite a bit, if burnt in quantities. Ah no - 'tis just a pretty fiction of the author's "

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10 diablerie Dirty old Kepner So Jimmy journeys to Los Angeles and joins the LASFS. The LASFS is a club that does things in science fiction like issuing fanzines and writing letters and holding meetings where they discuss politics, sex, Esperanto and maybe other things. Please do not take my word for this. I have met LASFans but I have never attended any of their meetings. The above is just what I have heard and maybe you have heard differently. Oh well. Back to Kepner - no...we'd better face him. Jimmy runs off at the vocal orfice in this manner for a paragraph or three in comparing the respective groups: "...the...important difference in one of attitude... on the whole, the LASFS is far more mature that the GGFS. There was, in the latter, an overwhelming spirit of cynicism...less prevelant in the former..." My God! Stabbed in the back. Jimmy never told us that. Up to these sentences, we had fondly cherished the belief that fan-kind - if it thought of us at all - believed the GGFS to be a tottering collection of alcoholics, who - to quote Fortier who started the legend - sat ourselves donw at beer-sodden typewriters, licked our gin-soaked fingertips, and turned out messes of letters to the pro-mags, articles and art-work to the fan-mags, and even a fm of our own once in a while. And now this. The pretty bubble burst. O tempora. Luckily, Jike restores our good humor later on in his column by revealing that the jolly LASFans hold regular vestivities for the sole purpose of burning - of all things - the Bible. This I take it, is the modern intellectual upheaval, Los Angeles style. This type of "maturity" rates at about the same level with that of little boys who scrawl dirty words on lavatory walls. Or maybe Shangri-La hasn't progressed that far. To tell the truth, we of the Bay Area were at first inclined to doubt this part of Jike's column. "Where," we reasoned, "could the LASFS scrape together the cash for such an undertaking? Even second-hand Bibles would add up to quite a bit, if burnt in quantities. Ah no - 'tis just a pretty fiction of the author's "