Time now to look at one of the biggest stars of wrestling: a man who had the crowds booing, hissing and paying to see him in the ring and on TV.
I am of course talking about Gorgeous George...
George Raymond Wagner was born in Nebraska in 1915. Age 17 he was paid 35 cents to wrestle at a carnival. When his amateur wrestling coach found out he kicked him out, furious that he was now a "professional wrestler."
Wagner was 'only' 5ft 9in tall and weighed 215 pounds, but he was athletic and technically solid. By 1938 he had won his first title.
But what transformed Wagner's career - indeed the whole sport of pro wrestling - was 'Lord' Patrick Lansdowne, a wrestler with an amazing gimmick: he entered the ring accompanied by two valets while wearing a velvet robe and doublet. He wanted a crowd reaction, and he got it!
Wagner took Lansdowne's idea of a pre-match performance and turned it up to 11. In 1941 he died his hair platinum blonde, wore elaborate capes and baited the crowd. Gorgeous George was born...
No one had seen anything quite like it: he would enter the arena to his own theme music - Pomp and Circumstance - along with a butler who sprayed the ring with perfume. A purple spotlight would follow Gorgeous George, reflecting off the gold bobby pins in his platinum hair.
Gorgeous George's showmanship was heaven sent for TV sports, which had begun to see pro wrestling as a lucrative - and easy to televise - opportunity. Now they had an outlandish star that the public loved to hate to help draw in the viewers.
But Gorgeous George could also wrestle: he won the American Wrestling Association World Title in 1950 and soon became one of the highest paid stars of the sport.
He also made it into movies, starring in the 1949 film Alias The Champ as a wrestler who wouldn't knuckle under to the New York Mob.
George retired from wrestling in 1962 to become a gentleman farmer in Beaumont, promoting his own range of turkeys and running his own restaurant.
Over the years many other wrestlers have emulated the showmanship and swagger of Gorgeous George Wagner. He set the template for what a bad boy wrestler should be: haughty, proud, outrageous and dazzling.
So let's hear it for Georgeous George: the Golden Age wrestler with the platinum wave. Pulp salutes you sir - now let's get ready to rumble...
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“Space is big. Really big,” as Douglas Adams observed. So why haven’t we seen any alien life yet?
Odds are a big universe must have some – or are the odds wrong? This is the Fermi Paradox, and today in pulp I’m looking at some of the novels that have explored it.
Don’t panic…
In 1950 Physicists Enrico Fermi and Michael Hart were chatting in the Los Alamos canteen when the topic turned to UFOs. Where were they? After a few calculations Fermi felt the probability of alien life was high enough; we just didn’t have any evidence ‘they’ were out there.
Frank Drake built on this in 1961. The Drake equation looked at the probabilities for how many stars and planets over what period could host life that could become intelligent and travel in space. Life on Earth meant the probability must be more than zero, but how much more?
Today in pulp... let me introduce you to Mark Hardin: The Penetrator!
Mark Hardin is a one-man strike force against corruption. Orphaned at the age of four he was brought up mean and hungry. He learned his fighting skills in Vietnam before returning to an America gone bad.
Actually The Penetrator is one of a long list of vigilante pulp heroes thrown up in the 1970s counter-counterculture backlash, along with The Destroyer, The Executioner The Iceman and The Marksman to name but a few.
Today in pulp I look back at an amazing but slightly forgotten British publisher: a company that made a virtue of necessity and an art form out of amazement...
Badger Books!
John Spencer and Co was founded in London in 1946 by Samuel Assael and specialised in publishing original fiction, normally written to order by freelance writers using house aliases. Like many pulp publishers they paid a flat rate for copy – up to ten shillings per 1,000 words.
Initially Spencer focussed on story magazines in digest and pocketbook form: Tales of Tomorrow, Out Of This World and Supernatural Stories focussed on fantasy and sci-fi short stories. But the digest market was beginning to decline as the post-war paperback market began to boom.
The Wimpy chain originally began in 1934 in Chicago. The name was inspired by the character of J. Wellington Wimpy from the Popeye cartoons created by E. C. Segar.
And in 1954 the company sold a license to J. Lyons & Co - owners of the Lyons Corner House - to use the Wimpy name in the United Kingdom.