Doesn't maturity from rejection kick in for most at a certain age and silliness begin to fade? :)
Maybe a more relevant question; doesn't your jaw get awfully tired, constantly having Saint John's dick in your mouth?
Your "three decades of correspondence with John Martin" doesn't make you any less an annoying old twat, so if I might make the genteel suggestion that you wad up all that priceless correspondence about book orders and invoices and stick it way up your ass, I do hope you will forgive me.
You have pushed me to this shameful place of your own volition. And may I add, how dare you, sir! How dare you indeed do such a thing to me, after I extended my warm hospitality to you, and spent so many thankless hours trying in vain to teach you how these new fangled message board doo-hickeys work.
Farewell good prince Whitaker. I must turn my back on you and leave you to fend for yourself. Godspeed, good man, godspeed!
Thank you.
if by "iron curtain" you mean the BSP archives, they've been available for a long while at several institutions.
No, by iron curtain I mean that there are about half dozen or so people who bought out of Martin's collection - or archives or stock, or however you want to classify it - over the years and informed me about their buys, or offered items for resale (some of which I bought).
Interesting stuff, all of this information and all of these rarities, but they all passed along the information with the same caveat; "Please don't mention this to anyone." Which is fine and understandable. But doesn't it make you wonder - what's the big secret? I won't speculate here. Draw your own conclusions. There are many to choose from.
And of course if half a dozen spoke to me about it, you can be sure there were a hundred others who didn't.