Word: fanning
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Many an Abner fan can still recite the poem with which Liddle Noodnik, the shivering infantile princeling of Lower Slobbovia, welcomed Senator Phogbound to his wretched kingdom...
...bitten from behind by sempiternally voracious bears and wolves. The luckless victims of Fearless Fosdick, the fiendish detective (Capp's caricature of Dick Tracy), who is a dead shot and trigger-itchy, always end up perforated as neatly as so many slices of Swiss cheese. No true Abner fan (classified by Capp as a "slobbering" fan) can forget the magnificent moment when J. Roaringham Fatback, the hog tycoon, ordered Onnecessary Mountain tilted sideways with enormous jacks to keep its shadow from falling on his breakfast egg. The hovels of Dogpatch naturally sailed off into the abyss below...
...very small, however, in Capp's public. Millions feel that he can do no wrong. He has not only been clutched to the bosom of the masses but has been nominated as a genius by fragments of the intelligentsia. Britain's Princess Elizabeth is a "slobbering" Abner fan; so are Novelist John Steinbeck, Comedian Harpo Marx, Lawyer Morris Ernst and NSRB Boss W. Stuart Symington...
...first soldier, believing an order to fire had been given, also started shooting. Another fan crumpled. Nearby, a woman screamed: "Assassins! Cowards!" She fell with a bullet through her left eye. Before it was over, three persons were dead, eight wounded, dozens injured. The toreros, who had come to Zitácuaro to kill bulls, slipped off quietly to their hotel...
...most remarkable 'fan' letter," confesses British Novelist Angela Thirkell, "was from an old lady of 79 who said she was tired of reading my books, so would I stop writing them?" Deaf to this honest plea, Novelist Thirkell has gone forging on, hammering out (since 1933) at least one, sometimes two, novels a year. "And after all," as a lady-novelist character in Novelist Thirkell's latest one observes, "no one can say my books . . . do any harm and anyway they are all exactly alike...