Word: stripped
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Nome had company in her shivery loneliness. All the way across the Aleutian chain, most of the old World War II air bases were deserted, their torn Quonsets flapping and creaking before the storms. South toward the States, on the foggy, mountainous coastal strip-never much good for air bases-the last detachments of troops had been moved out of Ketchikan and Sitka, and out of Juneau, the capital of the territory. Under the armed forces' new strategy for defending Alaska, the U.S. was coiling its strength-its winterized jet fighters, its cadres of weather-wise pilots...
This odd marriage of attitudes, plus his endless enchantment with yokels and pretty girls, has made him one of the best-read, best-paid and most widely celebrated humorists in U.S. history. His comic strip is a rarity among the "comics" in being really, and deliberately, funny. At 41, after 14 years of drawing Li'l Abner, Capp makes $300,000 a year, is read by 38 million fans in 700 U.S. newspapers, and has been favorably compared not only to such classic cartoonists as Rube Goldberg, but to such writers as Mark Twain, Lewis Carroll, Charles Dickens...
Smoke-Bursts & Soot-Falls. As a comic strip, Capp's Li'l Abner is not the most popular in the U.S.: it can be accurately described only as one of the top five-a group which also includes Little Orphan Annie, Blondie, Dick Tracy and Joe Palooka. At least two of them, Blondie and Dick Tracy, claim more readers, but the promotion departments of national syndicates fire off such billowing smoke-bursts of conflicting claims that the truth of the matter has long since been buried under a soot-fall of verbiage...
...comparing the average comic strip to Li'l Abner is like comparing an ordinary cocktail to a dipperful of Capp's own Kickapoo Joy Juice, a liquor of such stupefying potency that the hardiest citizens of Dogpatch, after the first burning sip, rise into the air, stiff as frozen codfish. Capp tries to give his readers not only a daily belly laugh, satirical Cappian comment on politics, sex, law enforcement, the housing situation and human rapacity, but surrealistic gobbets of action, mystery, horror and adventure as well...
...must live and work in the debilitating tropics, U.S. civil servants in the Panama Canal Zone have long enjoyed certain privileges. Among them: 25% pay differential, income-tax exemption, commissary rights and "recuperative" vacations of two months a year. These features have combined to make life in the isthmian strip a kind of welfare-state Elysium. But last week Elysium looked a little more like the good old U.S.A. Before leaving for its recess, Congress had enacted a law decreeing that the Zone's Government employees, like federal workers elsewhere, must pay regular income taxes. Unkindest...