Judge — September 1932 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE MAG AZINE, INC. 18 East 48th Si response isn This Remington FREE ot enty $3 HUNTING FLSHING | clipped from the news gy JUDGING true BOOKS HEN Charles Fort died the other day he took with him the most astic mind since Poe. Some he was de-trolley an enormous mountebank; some look on him as a me: ; and Mencken called him a lot of poppycock—b no one said he was dull. Ou (since you asked) —we think he was an inspired nut; a cuckoo philoso- pher; ; and the possessor of a set of ed complexes that would defy ysis by a thousand super- -Freuds. We think he had one foot in genius and the other in absurdity. We can- not conceive of him as being real: we think of him as we think of Count Bruga or Munchausen or Verleker. We think the story of his mind would make the most fantastic thing ever written. He was at once a sucker for every crackbrained fiction news-story thought up by drunken newspaper- men to fill space on the Home Edi- tions and a thinker of the most subtle psychic variety. He fell for every common and obvious ‘kstai superstition and old wives’ tale, took them seriously and tried to erect a philosophy out of them. He claimed himself the arch enemy of science— yet if we were to follow the intellec tual precepts he drew from his obser- ions, we'd be living in strait- ackets. His writings consist en- tirely of oddities (believe it or nots) and blown up with his philosophic obscurities. He had the most exalted set of cosmic jitters on record. He wrote the world's most thrilling bushwa He was a realistic ghost story writer. He could stretch the long arm of co- incidence out of joint and make you wonder. He spit in the eye of science altho his efforts were much 1 knocking off an academician’s silk with a snowball. Yet he remains, despite his terrific intellectual weak- nesses, an enthralling anecdotist- writer. His weaknesses being tre- mendous. We therefore humbly enjoin you to read Charles Fort. “Wild Talents” is his last book. It has to do with the strange atavistic powers that remain in man, survivals of the day when we looked like walking hair mattresses. It supports Mr. Fort’s theories that there is witchcraft, were wolves etc. and that people can project hate in lethal dos Then read “Ls a direct attatk on ac- cepted science, listing strange mira ulous phenomena science cannot ex- in. Such as showers of frogs, crabs, and manna that come out of the sky, and all sorts of other occult 24 s. Read “The Book of the Damned” too, and then try not to look a little cockeyed! HE best novel of the month is a splendid — pie of fiction by Herbert Co alled “The Truth About Mr. Hoover.” The h splendid chap, named Herbert Clark Hoover, starts life by becoming the most wonderful engineer that ever existed. Being gifted beyond all men in his line, he rapidly amasses a for- tune. He marries, has children and is elected President of the United States, being God's own choice for the post. As President his already sterling qualities turn into gold and he becomes a Superman greater than Washington or Lincoln. His mental powers increase beyond those of Francis Bacon. His writings are greater than Shakespear His judgments surpass Solomon’s. When he becomes truly great, several scur- rilous villains attempt to throw mud at him but he stands like an Alger hero in the face of this storm and proves himself greater than ever. He is mighty even in inaction. When we leave him at book’s end, he is beiny considered by heaven as nominee for second Messiahship. The author has done a wonderful bit of imaginative writing. You must read it. Guatute —Rudolph_ Fisher, the good negro writer, has not stepped out of the patent mystery cl but he has stepped the patent mystery up ably. His “A Conjure Man 3 a well-sustained, thrilling und often thoughtful piece of work. C. C. Nicolet’s “Death of a Bridge Expert,” while quite obvious as to puzzle, has a lot of good observation on the 400 of the Finessers. It ought to lessen up the homicidal repressions of the bridge world, or should we say universe, A fellow named P. G Wodehouse got mad at what we said about his last book and has written “Hot Water,” very funny. We bogged , down in Ackerly’s “Hindoo Holida: It starts well but we got snooziny over the eccentricities of the Mad Maharajah and fell asleep over their repetitious monotony. J. P. McEvoy “Are You Listening?,” supposedly the ripper-upper of the radio indus- try, is as dull in the reading as radio is in the listening. Doubled: London Omnibus” is a weight in literature and Noel Coward’s “Private Li are not an old J. B. Priestly so don’t come to us for a decent- spoken opinion on “Faraway.” Are yuh still listenin’? —Tep SHANE comicbooks.com