Tag Archive: flea market finds

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The Death of Superman

I found this at my local flea market in La Porte, In for $6. This is the ’93 edition, in fantastic condition. (I’d rate it at an 8.4.)

This is one of the few comic events that I read in real time, as it was being released. I hated Superman. Like everyone I knew who was even moderately interested in comics, X-Men was where it was at. Oddly enough, I read scant little of the X-Men at the time, preferring instead Silver Surfer and a laundry list of lesser known titles, but I vehemently espoused that Marvel was doing it right DC could suck an egg. Yep, I talked liked that.

But anyway, Superman. I was 14 in 1992. Batman the Animated Series had just started airing and Batman was the one good thing DC had going for it. I didn’t have a local comic shop, but frequently enough I’d make it to a neighboring town that did, and it was through discovering Batman that I learned about the upcoming “death” event. I distinctly remember eavesdropping on the shop owner and an older customer talking about what was in store for Superman, and the customer predicted that DC would, “finally kill him off.”

After hearing that I started paying attention to the marketing for the event. Turns out that guy wasn’t predicting so much as parroting, but the idea none-the-less stuck with me. You see, to me, Superman was *too* powerful. Even at that age I recognized that there was nothing for me to identify with in the Superman story. He never compromised, he never failed, he could do anything.

Their marketing seemed targeted to me. I never saw tension in Superman’s story, and here DC was saying, “What could kill Superman!? Find out!” I never did buy anything with the “The Death of Superman” label, but I did work extra hard to make sure I read each release until he died. That’s the timeframe this trade covers, up until Superman’s death in Superman #75.

And *that’s* when I *did* end up buying most titles in the Superman line. Anything labeled “A Funeral For a Friend.” I even stopped buying Silver Surfer to accommodate. (Turns out, I wasn’t missing much.) The rest of the comics world cried foul when Superman returned less than a year later, but I somehow avoided that opinion. In the world without Superman I was suddenly interested in how all these second tier heroes managed, and while it still took years, it was that spotlight that set the stage for me to really appreciate why Superman is an interesting character.


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African Witchdoctor’s Divining Bones

I found these at my local flea market in La Porte, IN for $5. Overall condition is fair, but the components (the bones and the sack) are like new.

My wife and I share a curiosity about all things occult, but especially divination. These were particularly intriguing because they’re the first “bones” I’ve encountered outside a museum. There’s a small ~10 page booklet (that looks like it’s printed on rolling paper) that details a history of divination, instructions on how to read and interpret the bones, and most delightfully a short treatise on Mr. Adrian Boshier, presumably the man responsible for introducting the western world to the occult heart of Africa. From the back of the box:

Mr Boshier is an authority on the customs and beliefs of African tribes and has lectured widely on the subject in the United States and Europe. He  has undergone the lengthy training and rituals necessary to become a qualified Witchdoctor.

I’ve neither read the book about him, nor watched the documentary based on the book. My comments are based solely on the 150 words devoted to him in the booklet. The text *tries* to be informative and objective, but it was written in 1977. Are we surprised it comes off as racist?

Exploitive language aside, these are neat little tourist toys. Each bone has a unique persona and name: Lekhwami (The Old Man), Kgadi (The Old Woman), Silume (The Young Man), and Kgatsane (The Young Woman). Toss the bones on the ground after breathing on them whilst in the sack, interpret. You can then make subsequent castings from your hand to the sack. While there are a limited number of mathematical outcomes, it’s fine to interpret the same results differently, because the bones are a conduit for “listening to the spirits,” rather than a medium for the spirits themselves.

The bones themselves are modeled after ivory ones used by Boshier himself. They appear to be plaster cast from a mold.

The final page of the booklet is a touchstone of a previous age that survives today as Wikipedia notations: Suggested Further Reading. Therein are listed seven books ranging in dates from 1918 to 1971 and covering topics as broad as “Magic, Myth, & Medicine” and as narrow as, “The Teachings of Don Juan,” with authors like Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud. I probably won’t ever obtain physical copies of all these books, but man do I want to.

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Star Fleet Manual & Blueprints


I got these to give as a gift. That probably won’t happen.

Star-Trek-Manual Star-Trek-BlueprintWhat a find! I got both of these books for $10 at a flea market near Waukegan, IL: Star Trek Blueprints and Star Fleet Manual. Their overall condition is fair to good.

The Star Fleet Manual is from ’75. The depth of content is really impressive, and according to Memory Alpha, this manual exclusively informed the setting of the Star Fleet Universe series of games.  The two forwards for the book are written in the Trek-verse, under the conceit that this information, a transmission sent from the Enterprise to Earth, somehow traveled back in time to 1970, and was subsequently regarded as a hoax. That’s such a quaint premise it could only come from  classic science fiction.

But the map maker and graphic artist in me just oozes over the blueprints. From the cover:

From the Bridge to Dr. McCoy’s Sick Bay, from the Crew’s Quarters to the Shuttlecraft Hangar, from the Photon Torpedo Bank to the Science Labs of Mr. Spock—every foot of every level of the Enterprise laid out in exact detail!

Without being cluttered, these blue prints are detailed and evocative and inspire the imagination and are just begging to get used at the game table. (As a way to track the tribble infestation!?)

I’d never heard of Franz Joseph before seeing these prints. He’s responsible for both these books, and I’ll be sure to keep an eye out for his name on the shelf from now on.