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course, his new offerings were brilliant and to this day, I use the front page graphics that Dan sent me over the next few years.
At the end of the first year's publication—we did 11 issues a year for the first seven years—I was exhausted. As I contemplated the February content, my
When the idea of a LA.S.S.I re-birth first came to me in October, I checked the archives to see when the last semi-nude/get weird issue ran. Maybe it's too soon, I thought. It could generate mass hysteria and social disorientation.
I was shocked to realize that morphed scantily-clad images of Orrin Hatch and Terry Tempest Williams had not seen the light of an alien sky in 11 years. ELEVEN YEARS.
Imagine that...and what a simple, golden time it was, when our biggest worry was the Monica Lewin­sky affair. Bill Clinton was still president and at the center of his own alien experience. In fact, it was Feb­ruary 12,1999, just days after the Lame Alien Swim-suit Issue bid its first farewell, that Clinton was finally acquitted by the U.S. Senate. How I miss those days.
Now in the late winter of 2011, as we wrestle with issues and crises that seem beyond our ability to fix, maybe it's time to pause and say, "what the hell...let Spockfixit."
There is still a great deal of serious content in this issue...well, okay...some serious content and, in fact, the reader should keep in mind that this is, above all, a 'lame' issue. The history behind that title and its transmogrification follows. Really, it's all Dan O'Connor's fault.
THE RETURN of the
LAME ALIEN SWIMSUIT ISSUE!
In the early years of the second decade of the 21st Century, our species is certainly on a roll. Our greed and avarice are consuming the rest of the planet at an alarming rate, birds are falling out of the sky, frogs are growing extra legs and weather patterns have be­come strange and unpredictable. A few weeks ago it was warmer in Caribou, Maine than Miami Beach.
The World is going to Hell...
Isn't it time for the return of
"THE LAME ALIEN
SWIMSUIT ISSUE?"
Origins of the LASSI...
When I started the Zephyr in 1989,1 had no idea what I was doing and no equipment not to do it with. I didn't even own a computer. I had to carry hand-scribbled headline type to the Printing Place in Moab where Marge Fleenor humored me and transferred my words to clean type in the fonts and sizes I specified. But I had no graphic skills whatsoever and made do with my cartoons to distract my readers from The Z's decidedly amateurish look.
One day, a couple years into this enterprise, I received a manila envelope in the mail from reader/ subscriber Dan O'Connor in Leavenworth, Washing­ton. How he'd found The Zephyr was a mystery, but Dan—a graphics designer—apparently either sensed my pain or my lack of shame and created some new banners for the front page. He attached a note that said something like, "Please consider using these in the future...your banner sucks." He was right, of
Conservatives hate Liberals, Liberals hate Conser­vatives, the Arabs hate the Jews and the Jews hate the Arabs. It's a sure bet that of the almost 7 billion people who now inhabit Planet Earth, ALL of us hate SOMEBODY. But what's important is that we keep buying products from China who are about to have all of us for breakfast.
And some mystics and prophets and even a few re­spected scientists think we've already done enough harm to the planet to cook us to a Venus-like hot cin­der in a matter of a thousand years or so.
The World is going to Hell...
Isn't it time for the return of "THE LAME ALIEN SWIMSUIT ISSUE?"
heart wasn't in it. I knew that whatever effort I made, the results would be lame, and so it became the "First Annual Lame Issue."
I got away with that for a couple years but my ad­vertisers began to grumble. Why are we paying you to produce something that, by your own admission, is not worth looking at?
I thought my candor alone would carry the day but clearly I was wrong. At that moment, luck and Dan stepped in. A few months earlier, Dan had again sent me one of his unsolicited contributions (seen here for the first time in years). He rightly acknowledged





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