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No Need for a Time Machine





Depois de ler as últimas palavras de Robert J. Hogan, Vôo do túmulo no bastante
edição apropriada de junho de G-8 e seu
Ases de Batalha
nesta noite quente de junho, este leitor é transposto para uma noite
sessenta anos atrás, numa idêntica noite quente de junho, onde lá de cima me vejo
andando pelas ruas escuras de Casa,
uma pilha de polpas, compradas na Dick's Used Books, segura em meu braço enquanto faço
meu poder na luz da rua e na luz das vitrines até meu apartamento no sótão em
A Segunda Rua, onde o prazer supremo pode ser encontrado nas páginas, me espera; a
mais ou menos Raskolnikov gabinete com
tetos inclinados, mobília escassa e o berço encantado onde as páginas serão
induzir o devaneio. Mal sabia eu que Betsy me diria isso na hora
da meia-noite, os vivos morrem durante o sono e os mortos despertam. E então meus mortos
eu, olhos cheios de redemoinhos de gesso no teto ganham vida como em um
muito tempo atras.





Em tal estado a pessoa fica sozinha, a única pessoa que entra em contato com o
ar fresco e úmido, a rua difícil e o palco gradualmente diminuído com total
escuridão acima, onde as estrelas se perdem em um vapor fraco. Eu passo pela Variety
Lojas (já desaparecidas) e pare na entrada da frente, abra a porta para o
longa escada, e caminhei com passos abafados até a entrada do meu quarto.
Ao lado do meu berço, sobre uma caixa de madeira que serve de mesa, estão as polpas de outros
as noites agora proporcionam um socorro diferente, mas ainda assim apreciado para sempre. Eu sou
dezesseis anos, concluindo os últimos anos do Ensino Médio, onde os professores ministram
vislumbres de um mundo que nunca experimentei, então não tenho lembranças para fazer
sentido do que estudo. À frente espreita um abismo, onde tudo é diferente. EU
foram informados de que as \u201cpolpas\u201d são lixo; ainda assim eu os anseio por seus efeitos
em noites como esta; efeitos, que podem desaparecer para sempre, salvo em
Sextas-feiras à noite como estas. Da minha única janela vejo o escurecido
prédios e ruas do bairro, na memória sempre recriados a partir de
acima; então, para o meu berço e escapar
do mundo repetitivo de outras pessoas para aquele mundo especial criado por
a mística de Robert J. Hogan e alguns outros dentre os mil agrupados em Nova York, o epicentro da origem milagrosa dos Pulps. Logo ele e aquele mundo
também desaparecerá, exceto para ser recriado pela magia das poucas polpas remanescentes e em desintegração.





O estado mental assim criado desenvolve-se gradualmente à medida que a noite
progride e a mente consciente se retira; e das sombras surge o mundo tangível e intensamente pessoal do, MIM. As polpas fornecidas por Dick em sua adega são únicas
\u2013 a \u201sensação do livro\u201d, o encantamento dos indícios, cheiro da polpa
papel, os anúncios e incentivos para edições futuras e similares podem ser encontrados
em nenhum outro lugar; eles são as lembranças para induzir esse estado mental especial de
encantamento. Na verdade, nenhuma Máquina do Tempo é necessária.





Quão eficaz foi nesta noite a edição de 1º de junho de 1937 de, G-8 e seus ases de batalha, especialmente
Hogan, Vôo do túmulo que o
apresentava um romance de setenta e quatro páginas? (Duvido que meus professores de inglês tivessem
chamou de romance.)





How successfully does Hogan execute this novel? Would it
compare well with what teachers considered Literatura
in the sense of Jane Austen? Fyodor Dostoyevsky? Charles Dickens? Or even the
most exalted Shakespeare? Here is a summary obtained from a yellowed, pocket-sized
volume provided by Dick\u2019s Cellar Repository. According to Gerald E. SeBoyar,
professor of literature at New York University in his Esboço da Literatura published in 1929, the characteristics and
appeal of the "narrative" can be examined beginning with the earliest
of childhood experiences. They include: Entertainment from a Romantic or real
perspective, vivid presentation of the actions of interesting people, an
extensive view of life informing of the conditions of life in former times,
views of places we may never visit, valuable friends who are more real than
those we actually live with, emotional appeal, with sufficient imaginative
identification with the principal characters and to live vicariously through them;
and finally, the readers finds incorporated the ideas of that time by which
that reconstruction can be achieved. SeBoyar's outline from 1929 might well
summarize the attitudes of education of the thirties and forties when pulp
magazines flourished.





One limitation of such a standard is that of necessity an
author presents one or limited number worldviews; and thus, the world is made
smaller. Without such a restriction the world appears limitless. Here in my
garret I am free of all restrictions.





Hogan, writing in the late 1930\u2019s describes fictional events
of the First World War, principally from the view of the Air Forces of the
countries involved.





The letter columns in issues of G-8 and his Battle Aces não contenho
notes, some complimentary and other less so from young readers; the
critical comments complain the action is too forçado. Each writer is supposed to form a Squadron of five
members purchasing his own copy each month (a clever circulation increasing
device?). Is this requirement and other actions in the stories too farfetched?





According to G-8 and his fellow fliers Nippy and Bull the
War has turned dull \u2013 skilled German fliers have all been killed and the
remaining exhibit few or no challenging skills. G-8 and his pals expect an
eminent armistice called for by the Germans in their exhaustion. Have they
forgotten the resilience of German Science and National Character \u2013 or the more
misterioso German Rage?





Out of the night sky, large numbers of German bombers appear
over the Front, bombing everything in sight including large districts of Paris.
G-8 envisions the French might call for surrender. The oddest part of the
scenario is that the pilots of the bombers are all rotting cadavers on which
fire and bullets have little effect. So, G-8 launches an investigation bringing
him into contact with the German territories where the conjuring is going on.





He finds that a Voodoo Priest has been imported from Haiti
to revive corpses of German aces as Zombies so that the war effort can
continue; a curious case of a Secret Weapon? Is this too farfetched?
Considering what occurred in the following War, one might stop to think.





Before you decide read carefully pages 37-68 at least
several times where Hogan employs the quintessential terse wording of the pulps
to create G-8\u2019s exploits among the German population \u2013 captivating scenes among
memorable people and places, burned into the memory by G-8\u2019s merciless
treatment of adversaries \u2013 where, for example he presses a pistol to the skull
of a cooperating German lieutenant and with a single shot kills him. His excuse? \u201cHe would have killed me.\u201d





Where did Hogan get the inspiration for the zombie scenario?
On page 15 of the story, Bull tells of a cousin who wrote a book including the
story of a man who revived zombies from a graveyard to work by night in his
sugar cane mill. In fact, it seems more likely Hogan took inspiration from the
1932 filmes, WHITE ZOMBIE, where Bela
Lugosi portrays a Voodoo mystic involved n the same activity. The film today is
considered a \u201cminor classic.\u201d
One must not forget the Germanic novel, Frankenstein in
which scientific attempts are made to revive dead bodies. The author, Mary
Shelly may have been inspired by Humphrey Davy and his philosophy that God had
left the world incomplete for man to finish. Given the modern advances in
biochemistry, are any similar experiments going on secretly in university labs
today? Voodoo is simply a metaphor for all revival experiments.




As I lie here on my cot, the hour now 12:30, I wonder if
these arguments would go over well in an English class? From prior experience,
the answer is almost certainly, \u201cNo!\u201d




Do not bring an admired art into the abomination of a
classroom \u2013 especially in the case of a revered novel. The cold, hard outlines
of the physical structure will accomplish nothing more than smothering refined,
personal admiration where yawning students and formulated academics take on the
role of poor actors repeating opinions garnered from other academics often wide
of the author\u2019s intentions as experienced by the novice. And here their
substitutes are intended to elevate themselves propped up by illusions any
other persons with originality would not discover based on personal experience.


According to the Bayesian Probability Construct humans
learn by the accumulation of \u201cpriors\u201d (previous experiences) stored
subconsciously within the brain to be called upon in the calculation of the
probabilities of outcomes in situation calling for resolution. What such priors
are, and the procedures by which probabilities are calculated evade the purview
in ordinary academic situations simply because teachers are unaware of them.
These logical procedures have been genetically implanted by eons of evolution
and are not amenable to alteration. Conscious experience is manufactured from
the priors and the \u201cinstinctive\u201d functions of the human brain in a series of
\u201cnow moments\u201d each lasting two to three seconds and are anything but orderly
and predictable, giving rise to new conceptions and thus, \u201ccreativity.\u201d Such
experiences result from global changes in brain areas rather than synaptic
alterations within single neurons.





Então, em Flight from the
Cova,
by Robert J. Hogan all comes out well in the end, \u201conly Germans are
killed.\u201d G-8 and his buddies make it
home. Perhaps the little \u201cfarfetched\u201d friends of G-8 were wrong. The story
works its magic outside the procedures of usual secondary English education.
When the pulp novels were written almost 100 years ago millions read them, and
they still do - maybe, not in the millions, but our friends at Adventure House
are still making delightful facsimile editions for new readers seeking the
benefits of personal, imaginative thought, that their English teachers would
not approve of.




As is the case of many successful pulp writers (including
E.R. Burroughs, and Lester Dent, among other examples) Hogen worked a variety of
jobs in his life yielding authenticity to his writing; including, work on
ranches, in music, design and building of houses and leather goods, sports of
football and boxing, flight training, plane design and sales, knew individuals
who had exploits in Europe during the War who inspired him with tales and the
essences of characters, trained in secondary and several university educational
institutions, before entering the business of pulp writing in a variety of
subject matters. Needless to say, Hogan was imaginative and that faculty had an
abundance of experience his fancy could call upon for creating appealing
characters and situations in his writing.





As I lay here in my garret apartment these ideas floating
above my head the issue of G-8 e seu
Ases de Batalha
resting on my chest, I realize I have been talking to myself in
preparation for the rare treat of reading some \u201cfarfetched literature\u201d
providing substitute life experiences. A good thing to say the least! What will
be the fate of my buddies in future pulps dredged from the cellar of Dick\u2019s
Used Books to be carried home furtively through the darkness of the empty
streets? Then, which swirls in the ceiling plaster will be decoded that night?





G-8 and his pals are something unique among the pulps. Unique
things have the insurmountable property of evading averages and common features
do not apply to them. Unique. No need of a Time Machine. Sorry, Bertie.





\u201cYour Old buddy,





Fantástico!!\u201d

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