Showing posts with label 1942. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1942. Show all posts

11 June 2020

Blond Abner's Chief Problem

Finally!
On the third attempt this morning, Blogger deigned to allow me to add images to the post. We may proceed...


I mentioned that we'd be cruising past Blond Abner and Starving Abner on our way to Ringer Abner, but  we really need to stomp on the brakes here as we hit Blond Abner.

Eustis or Eustace Hayseed, depending on the point in the run, had a most unusual, and rather discomfiting, sidekick early on. Perhaps we got some greater detail on him along the way; if so it's fallen through one of the holes in my mind. In the first episode, the only explanatory reference is in the first sentence - "...his newly acquired friend, Chief Blackfeet..."

The Chief is named and speaks like a stereotypical "Injun" which is perhaps not too surprising for a strip about a backwater hayseed. But his appearance is that of a rudely caricatured African headhunter style native of the times. And he speaks like a British blue blood, when not "Ugh"ing and "You betchum"ing. In all, he's the very definition of Cringe-worthy.


Eustis continues to embrace the cringe, as highlighted in the next tale by his righteous anger at someone beating a woman - who is not his wife...


Hayseed appeared in a couple dozen issues of three different titles, primarily the first 21 issues of Joker Comics. Along the way his look varied, he switched from blond to redhead, and he dumped the Chief in favor of a girl named Choo-Choo

Eventually, they gave up trying to hide his Abner origins and just went with it...
 

Eustace had a real self-image problem, too.

page art by Gar Dean, Kosti Ruohomaa, and ??? from Joker Comics #s 1 & 2 and Gay Comics #21 (1942, 1945)


09 June 2020

Mo' Flannel Panels

We started to peek at Dan'l Flannel yesterday; let's take a further gander into the hillbilly life in Homespun Center.

I'll give high marks for subject matter. I spent a fair bit of time living in the Deep South, especially middle Georgia, and Catfishing 'n' Hog Calling were indeed a part of life. (I still get big catfish & hush puppies cravings) But i never once saw anybody wearing a coonskin cap - though it was mostly the '60s, so the fad had generally passed.

Now let's join in the stories, shall we...?


It seems ol' Dan'l had a habit of using the splash panel as a reveal for later in the story. I edited yesterday's to hide the dinosaurs, but we'll leave this one as is...


On a completely unrelated note -

Happy Birthday to George (accent on the first E) Perez
Thanks for all the art and accompanying entertainment.

page art by Bart Tumey (as Edward Ryan) from 4Most Comics v2#1 & v3#1 (1942, 1943)

03 June 2020

Poking The Oakey Again

Back from a quick hold-over supply run before the big run next week. Really damn normal looking out there, aside from half the humans being masked. Even the Target was nice and peaceful, despite their having to close 200 stores nationwide due to protests.

So, that was nice.

Meanwhile, last we saw Pokey Oakey, he was in the crosshairs of a couple hillbillies seeming quite disfriendly-like...


As i mentioned previously, the ending of each tale segues into the beginning of the next, so there aren't any clean break points when looking at the old stories...
 

Okay, maybe no clean break points, but that'll do for an excuse to step away. The Pink Plague is a fat elephant stomping around causing problems. We can get plenty of that just turning on the TV, so let's jump ahead a year for a tasty dose of Odd -


Wait...   Did that story have an actual ending point?

Well, that was an Odd episode!

page art by Don Dean from Top-Notch Laugh Comics #s 31, 32, & 42 (1942, 1943)