alternateworldcomics:

Seems reasonable, go on. 

This is incredible on so many levels that I can’t begin to count them.
It’s got to be public domain by now, right…?

alternateworldcomics:

Seems reasonable, go on. 

This is incredible on so many levels that I can’t begin to count them.

It’s got to be public domain by now, right…?

Space Western Comics.

Space Western Comics…?

SPACE WESTERN COMICS

(also something about baseball, whatevs)

Scans from here, and you can download the whole issue here.

Front and back covers to Lev Gleason’s Boy Comics #9, with starring hero Crimebuster (and his monkey) taking center stage. The man with the bloody bear-trap mouth is Iron Jaw, Crimebuster’s arch foe, and if you look at the full-size version of the cover, you will see that HIS EYES ARE TINY SWASTIKAS. Iron Jaw has NAZI VISION. (Okay, okay, it’s probably just dramatic license…)

I can’t speak as to anything regarding He-She, having never actually read any Crimebuster stories. … also, not really sure what to make of the Junior Air Raid Warden Kit.

Cover art by Charles Biro. Images taken and cropped from this Heritage Auction.

Daredevil Battles Hitler might be my favorite comic cover of the 1940s, and is in my upper echelon for comic covers in general. I mean - just look at that thing! Art by Charles Biro and Bob Wood, says here, though I suppose you could argue Alois and Klara contributed, too. I’d never actually seen the back cover until I put this post together, so was unaware of all the other Lev Gleason Publications heroes shilled there.

To my surprise and relief, this summary says Real American Number One was an actual Native American hero/attorney, not just some white guy who decided to dress up for vigilantism. Can’t vouch for the stories myself, of course, but they’re there to download. No need to feel guilty about getting ‘em, either, as everything Lev Gleason published is now in the public domain.

Pictures ganked from a completed auction on the Heritage Auctions website, cropped/Photoshopped to dispense with the plastic clam-shell the issue now resides in.

At some point in my early years as a comic reader, my parents sent away for a box of 50-100 random comics from a magazine advertisement. A lot of it was ’90s-era drek that’s probably still haunting quarter bins, but one unusual inclusion was this copy of 1951’s Major Inapak the Space Ace. Inapak was apparently a chocolate-flavored milk supplement along the lines of Nestle’s Quik; these things were regularly flogged by space heroes in the 1950s, with parodies of the association coming as late as 1995’s The Adventures of Captain Zoom in Outer Space. The major here stands out for having the creative talents of Bob Powell behind him, an artist who worked on the Mars Attacks trading cards.

The story of Major Inapak ends with a brief excursion into science that dovetails into out-and-out hardsell advertising. “For health like a high-diver” isn’t a concept I’ve run into before, but I suppose they would have a particular health regimen… probably not one that includes a chocolate-flavored milk supplement from 1951, though. Strangely, my brief research into “Inapak” itself suggests the drink mix may have never actually been sold on the market. Whether this means it was planned and then aborted or just dreamed up wholesale by Magazine Enterprises to as a way to show how they would handle doing licensed tie-in comics for potential clients, nobody knows.

Part 3 of 3 of Major Inapak the Space Ace. Part 1 is here and part 2 is here.

At some point in my early years as a comic reader, my parents sent away for a box of 50-100 random comics from a magazine advertisement. A lot of it was ’90s-era drek that’s probably still haunting quarter bins, but one unusual inclusion was this copy of 1951’s Major Inapak the Space Ace. Inapak was apparently a chocolate-flavored milk supplement along the lines of Nestle’s Quik; these things were regularly flogged by space heroes in the 1950s, with parodies of the association coming as late as 1995’s The Adventures of Captain Zoom in Outer Space.

The major here stands out for having the creative talents of Bob Powell behind him, an artist who worked on the Mars Attacks trading cards; in particular, that un-paneled action sequence on page 11 deserves to be in a much better comic. Also, dear readers, you will probably be seeing that Lunarchip’s gaping maw from page 5 in your nightmares, which I apologize for in advance.

Part 2 of 3 (yes, there’s more!). Part 1 is here.

At some point in my early years as a comic reader, my parents sent away for a box of 50-100 random comics from a magazine advertisement. A lot of it was ’90s-era drek that’s probably still haunting quarter bins, but one unusual inclusion was this copy of 1951’s Major Inapak the Space Ace. Inapak was apparently a chocolate-flavored milk supplement along the lines of Nestle’s Quik; these things were regularly flogged by space heroes in the 1950s, with parodies of the association coming as late as 1995’s The Adventures of Captain Zoom in Outer Space. The major here stands out for having the creative talents of Bob Powell behind him, an artist who worked on the Mars Attacks trading cards. Also, the early ’80s president looks kinda like Ted Kennedy.

Part 1 of 3. (Part 2 is here and part 3 is here).

justinpie:

ladythatsmyskull:

Collect fat from your mom

you do not have to be a cowboy to round up fat

Series of panels from Parents’ Magazine Press’s True Comics. I, uh, don’t know if getting paid by butchers to collect fat is a thing anymore? I assume not…

justinpie:

ladythatsmyskull:

Collect fat from your mom

you do not have to be a cowboy to round up fat

Series of panels from Parents’ Magazine Press’s True Comics. I, uh, don’t know if getting paid by butchers to collect fat is a thing anymore? I assume not…

kurtbusiek:

Tonsil dunkers all around! I’m lumpy with happy cabbage!

The final entries Kurt Busiek has posted in artist Martin Naydel’s “Talk of the Teen” series, highlighting (real? imagined?) slang used by teens of the late 1940s/early 1950s. Previous reblogs are here, here, and here.

kurtbusiek:

Flip the grip, fileboner.

Even more oldstyle teen slang! I wonder if the be-hatted blonds in the lower half are the same character…