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Fantasy Fiction Field, v. 2, issue 4, whole no. 27, May 19, 1941
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Fantasy Fiction Illustrated News Weekly Page 14 memorable tales for inclusion in the science-fiction section. "Alas, All Thinking", by Harry Bates could be said to have a rightful place in such an anthology. He has taken one of the tales of the late S. G. Weinbaum, the one most unrepresentative of the qualities which made Weinbaum popular. I refer to "The Adaptive Ultimate", published under the pseudonym of John Jossell. Stong doesn't bother to mention this fact -- or could it be that "America's foremost authority" didn't know? Immortalized by this master work, you will be delighted (?) to know are such genii of imaginative writing as David Wright O'Brien, Donald Born, Kelvin Kent, and Eando Binder. If these gentlemen are a little more intellectually honest than their (?) benefactor, they will not be happy to realize that their thoroughly competent pieces of entertaining narrative have been placed on record as among the high-water marks of the ages' imaginative fiction. Frankly, I should not care to be in any of their shoes -- the public doesn't have to be rooked if it doesn't lay out its [illegible] but a number of perfectly harmless writers (who personally are all good guys) have been done much dirt by this shoddy business. The weird section of the book is likewise distinguished for its general insipidness. August W. Derleth, for example, has two stories in the volume (one in collaboration with Mark Scherer). Neither are tales for which Mr. Dereleth will be remembered. Fortunately, Mr. Dereleth has already attained such heights that this will not injure him irreparably. And so it goes -- with one or two exceptions, there is not a single author who has not done far far more commendable bits of imaginative writing than are included under their names in this "authoritative" anthology. Fans are urged to save their $2.50 in the case of this volume. It isn't worth twenty-five cents, as a matter of fact. (RWL). WE PAUSE TO SALUTE a fellow fan who is being attacked by certain elements in the American fan field. The fan is the Britisher, J. Michael Rosenblum. This is neither the time nor place to discuss the question of whether Mike's stand is right or wrong. It is not our place to enter such a discussion. We salute you, Mike, for your courage and indomitable will, for your character which has since made you stand unyielding in the face of ever-increasing opposition. It is an easy thing to be an idealist to the nth degree when everyone agrees with you. It is another thing to remain unshaken when everyone else is going in the opposite direction, and attacking you as a coward, traitor, foreign agent, attacking your race, your culture, and generally behaving like that against which they claim to be fighting. American fandom is proud of you, Mike Rosenblum, regardless what a few of the jingoists may say. We hope that, in our hour of trial, we may stand as firm in our own convictions as you have in yrs. To: L. R. Chauvenet Esmont Virginia Julius Unger 1702 Dahill Rd. Brooklyn, N.Y. [Brown Martha Washington 1c stamp canceled as "Brooklyn, N.Y."]
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Fantasy Fiction Illustrated News Weekly Page 14 memorable tales for inclusion in the science-fiction section. "Alas, All Thinking", by Harry Bates could be said to have a rightful place in such an anthology. He has taken one of the tales of the late S. G. Weinbaum, the one most unrepresentative of the qualities which made Weinbaum popular. I refer to "The Adaptive Ultimate", published under the pseudonym of John Jossell. Stong doesn't bother to mention this fact -- or could it be that "America's foremost authority" didn't know? Immortalized by this master work, you will be delighted (?) to know are such genii of imaginative writing as David Wright O'Brien, Donald Born, Kelvin Kent, and Eando Binder. If these gentlemen are a little more intellectually honest than their (?) benefactor, they will not be happy to realize that their thoroughly competent pieces of entertaining narrative have been placed on record as among the high-water marks of the ages' imaginative fiction. Frankly, I should not care to be in any of their shoes -- the public doesn't have to be rooked if it doesn't lay out its [illegible] but a number of perfectly harmless writers (who personally are all good guys) have been done much dirt by this shoddy business. The weird section of the book is likewise distinguished for its general insipidness. August W. Derleth, for example, has two stories in the volume (one in collaboration with Mark Scherer). Neither are tales for which Mr. Dereleth will be remembered. Fortunately, Mr. Dereleth has already attained such heights that this will not injure him irreparably. And so it goes -- with one or two exceptions, there is not a single author who has not done far far more commendable bits of imaginative writing than are included under their names in this "authoritative" anthology. Fans are urged to save their $2.50 in the case of this volume. It isn't worth twenty-five cents, as a matter of fact. (RWL). WE PAUSE TO SALUTE a fellow fan who is being attacked by certain elements in the American fan field. The fan is the Britisher, J. Michael Rosenblum. This is neither the time nor place to discuss the question of whether Mike's stand is right or wrong. It is not our place to enter such a discussion. We salute you, Mike, for your courage and indomitable will, for your character which has since made you stand unyielding in the face of ever-increasing opposition. It is an easy thing to be an idealist to the nth degree when everyone agrees with you. It is another thing to remain unshaken when everyone else is going in the opposite direction, and attacking you as a coward, traitor, foreign agent, attacking your race, your culture, and generally behaving like that against which they claim to be fighting. American fandom is proud of you, Mike Rosenblum, regardless what a few of the jingoists may say. We hope that, in our hour of trial, we may stand as firm in our own convictions as you have in yrs. To: L. R. Chauvenet Esmont Virginia Julius Unger 1702 Dahill Rd. Brooklyn, N.Y. [Brown Martha Washington 1c stamp canceled as "Brooklyn, N.Y."]
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