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Phanteur, whole no. 1, January 1946
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(Concluded from Page 15.) illustrated by this same cover picture. If for example, you lay a piece of paper on the table with one corner nearest you, and below eye-level, the right angle in the corner nearest you will appear greater than a right angle; and, the nearer you bring the paper to eye-level, the greater it becomes, becoming a straight angle when exactly at eye-level. Now, the second of these conditions holds on Oot-Yggub, but doesn'tl that is, the nearest right angle may appear less than a right angle. This fact you can readily determine for yourself by observing the ledge immediately below the mystic symbols F A P A on the face of the momument. The discerning observer may notice other curious effects of this distortion. Numerous theories were advanced to explain this strange optical property. The most notable were those of Phannus Septus, who held that the prevailing dirty indigo color of the light, rather than the atmosphere itself, was responsible for the phenomenon; and his cousin, Phannus Undecus, who mantained that the color of the light was merely another result of the distortion, on the reasonable grounds that dirty indi gowaas [?] an abnormal color for light, and was, in fact, unknown elsewhere. An authenticated but probably reliable report has come down to the effect that their argument ended inconclusively, albeit a bit abruptly, when the first atomic bomb struck Yggy. ---:oo0ooo:---- Tucker (His B-T Meg) "Senator Pong wonders why magazine illustrators always put round breasts on female robots." Dale Hart (The Fan World) "Could it be that the illustrator wants you to recognize their sex at a glance? Possibly, he wants to make them attractive to robots of the opposite sex." Phanny (The Phanteur's maiden Aunt) queries: "When is a female robot." ---:oo0ooo:---- I have just finished reading Bellamy's "Looking Backward," for no reason other than the fact that the fifty cent Tower Edition quite unexpectedly showed up on the shelves of a local news stand. Most of you who are interested in the subjects of social, political, and economic progress, are probably already familiar with this famous book. Those of you who are not familiar with it might as well get the book now; they are sure to do so eventually. I h aven't read many of the classic Utopias, and most of those I have read have seemed to be simply the simless effusions of cranks and crackpots. I said I haven't read many! Anyway, I was very pleasantly surprised by the definite fashion in which Bellamy tackled problems of production, consumption, distribution, and other phases of economic disruption which lagued the world in 1887 as well as now, Most of the ideas discussed along these lines in the FAPA review columns and in such cooperative effusions as the current Widner chain-letter are covered logically and clearly by Bellamy. My boss and I had been discussing some of these matters at noon, about the time I finished reading the book. Some of his ideas were so similar to some of those Bellamy presents that I aksed him if he had ever read the book. He had never even heard of it. He's reading it now though, and is continually surprised at the way this ather oyung man of half a century ago anticipated many of his own ideas. The proposed article, discussing various points brought out in Brazier's "This Animate World," is still in that hezy Never-Never Land of Things To Be Done when I have Time. So in this letter to EEE for The Timebinder. There is a lot of stuff stored somewhere in that particular Never-Never Land. Most of it probably isn't worth digging out, but I like to think that some of it would be of interest ot a few people, at least. Incidentally, the stories I planned to write when I first took this job at Camp Livingston. They seem to be getting farther and farther away, specially as well as temporally. And meantime, time seems to move faste and faster, and, like Leecocks famous horseman, seems ot be starting off in all directions at once. Well, at leas,t no one living todya can say that the world is moving too slowly, even if he does say that he doesn't like the direction. -- Aha! The last, the very last word!
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(Concluded from Page 15.) illustrated by this same cover picture. If for example, you lay a piece of paper on the table with one corner nearest you, and below eye-level, the right angle in the corner nearest you will appear greater than a right angle; and, the nearer you bring the paper to eye-level, the greater it becomes, becoming a straight angle when exactly at eye-level. Now, the second of these conditions holds on Oot-Yggub, but doesn'tl that is, the nearest right angle may appear less than a right angle. This fact you can readily determine for yourself by observing the ledge immediately below the mystic symbols F A P A on the face of the momument. The discerning observer may notice other curious effects of this distortion. Numerous theories were advanced to explain this strange optical property. The most notable were those of Phannus Septus, who held that the prevailing dirty indigo color of the light, rather than the atmosphere itself, was responsible for the phenomenon; and his cousin, Phannus Undecus, who mantained that the color of the light was merely another result of the distortion, on the reasonable grounds that dirty indi gowaas [?] an abnormal color for light, and was, in fact, unknown elsewhere. An authenticated but probably reliable report has come down to the effect that their argument ended inconclusively, albeit a bit abruptly, when the first atomic bomb struck Yggy. ---:oo0ooo:---- Tucker (His B-T Meg) "Senator Pong wonders why magazine illustrators always put round breasts on female robots." Dale Hart (The Fan World) "Could it be that the illustrator wants you to recognize their sex at a glance? Possibly, he wants to make them attractive to robots of the opposite sex." Phanny (The Phanteur's maiden Aunt) queries: "When is a female robot." ---:oo0ooo:---- I have just finished reading Bellamy's "Looking Backward," for no reason other than the fact that the fifty cent Tower Edition quite unexpectedly showed up on the shelves of a local news stand. Most of you who are interested in the subjects of social, political, and economic progress, are probably already familiar with this famous book. Those of you who are not familiar with it might as well get the book now; they are sure to do so eventually. I h aven't read many of the classic Utopias, and most of those I have read have seemed to be simply the simless effusions of cranks and crackpots. I said I haven't read many! Anyway, I was very pleasantly surprised by the definite fashion in which Bellamy tackled problems of production, consumption, distribution, and other phases of economic disruption which lagued the world in 1887 as well as now, Most of the ideas discussed along these lines in the FAPA review columns and in such cooperative effusions as the current Widner chain-letter are covered logically and clearly by Bellamy. My boss and I had been discussing some of these matters at noon, about the time I finished reading the book. Some of his ideas were so similar to some of those Bellamy presents that I aksed him if he had ever read the book. He had never even heard of it. He's reading it now though, and is continually surprised at the way this ather oyung man of half a century ago anticipated many of his own ideas. The proposed article, discussing various points brought out in Brazier's "This Animate World," is still in that hezy Never-Never Land of Things To Be Done when I have Time. So in this letter to EEE for The Timebinder. There is a lot of stuff stored somewhere in that particular Never-Never Land. Most of it probably isn't worth digging out, but I like to think that some of it would be of interest ot a few people, at least. Incidentally, the stories I planned to write when I first took this job at Camp Livingston. They seem to be getting farther and farther away, specially as well as temporally. And meantime, time seems to move faste and faster, and, like Leecocks famous horseman, seems ot be starting off in all directions at once. Well, at leas,t no one living todya can say that the world is moving too slowly, even if he does say that he doesn't like the direction. -- Aha! The last, the very last word!
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