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Bambi meets Godzilla

An evening pause: A classic from 1969. I remember seeing this for the first time at one of the very first comic book conventions in New York. It brought the house down.

Hat tip to Phil Berardelli.

Pioneer cover

From the press release: From the moment he is handed a possibility of making the first alien contact, Saunders Maxwell decides he will do it, even if doing so takes him through hell and back.

Unfortunately, that is exactly where that journey takes him.

The vision that Zimmerman paints of vibrant human colonies on the Moon, Mars, the asteroids, and beyond, indomitably fighting the harsh lifeless environment of space to build new societies, captures perfectly the emerging space race we see today.

He also captures in Pioneer the heart of the human spirit, willing to push forward no matter the odds, no matter the cost. It is that spirit that will make the exploration of the heavens possible, forever, into the never-ending future.

Available everywhere for $3.99 (before discount) at amazon, Barnes & Noble, all ebook vendors, or direct from the ebook publisher, ebookit. And if you buy it from ebookit you don't support the big tech companies and I get a bigger cut much sooner.


  • h/t to Blue Oyster Cult

    There’s a shaking all through the ground,
    Even Thumper knows what’s goin’ down

    Helpless creatures cry a sad refrain
    They know they’re in for world of pain

    He picks up a tree and he throws it back
    His fiery breath turns the forest black

    Oh no, Bambi’s got to go Godzilla
    Oh no, she’ll never be doe Godzilla

  • Joe

    Looks like a clash of c.ultures to me.

  • Thunderbunny

    How old were you when you went to that comic convention, Robert? I remember going to them when I was 12-14 years old.

  • The first comic convention I attended was one of the first ever held, run by a man name Phil Seuling in New York in I think 1968. I was 15, and was on the hunt to complete my collection of Marvel comics from the 1960s, something I did accomplish. Soon thereafter I and two school buddies put together a business selling comics and comic book protective plastic bags at conventions. If you were at any New York conventions in the 1970s you might remember a guy with a loud New York accent periodically yelling “Comic bags, $1 per 100!” at the top of his lungs in the vendor hall in order to attract business. That was, I am unashamed to admit, myself. We made a pretty good return on those bags, as well as the comics we bought and sold, and helped pay our college expenses.

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