Go, Read: Baseball Toaster on Tintin

I rather liked this short essay on one person's experience reading Tintin albums as a child, particularly how the sensual experience of reading these albums was locked into a certain time and place. Before rejuveniles restored comics to prime household real estate, comics' role for Americans as disreputable junk literature gave their appearances in any form a kind of shocking incongruity that impressed upon a lot of readers the context of their discovery. In other words, I think comics fans of a certain age all remember a bookshelf with Peter Arno and Charles Addams books, or a wicker basket of old Marvels at a lake cottage, or a stack of Archies at the dentist's office or a clothes drawer filled with DC Super-Specials. Do you have a comics "place" memory? .(JavaScript must be enabled to view this email address)
 
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