Pulp Cover Friday Presents: DIME MYSTERY, THE LATE ’30S
Suddenly, things get funky.
Everyone has heard of the Yellow Peril, but Egyptian Peril, not so much. Somebody in the editorial office must have had a massive fear of ancient Egyptians rising from their graves to snatch our women for whatever nefarious reason. (I couldn’t even use all of them, as much as I like images of ancient Egypt-like stuff). Coffins (although they don’t disappear) are largely replaced by sarcophagi. Weird menaces abound. I mean really weird menaces. Red underwear suddenly becomes very popular. I can’t even began to figure what the heck is going on in the featured image, but definitely Ian Fleming was anticipated by about 25 years.
And yet — you haven’t seen anything, yet. Next week, the 1940s, and the return of girls in glass.
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