Bibliography | Seklew


J. Bruce Glasier

Demi-gods, Demi-damned, or, Halo’s Hoodoo’d
by Malfew Seklew
J.W. Gott, 1909, Bradford, England
6 pages





The Gospel According to Malfew Seklew

Gospelw-Book-CoverA Revelation of Revaluations
by F. M. Wiklesbarr
F. M. Wiklesbarr, 1927, Chicago
157 pages

UoE Notes:
Reprinted in full with a treasure chest of additional materials in The Gospel According to Malfew Seklew.

Inside Copy:
Are you a Simpoleon or a Supercrat? A Peter-pantheist or a Personality? Are you a Bromide or a Sulphide? A nonentity or a reality? Are you an unripe ego or an unfinished organism with underdone understanding and hard boiled beliefs, pingpong principles and petrified prejudices? Do you amble through the atmosphere with the courage of a carrot, the consciousness of a cabbage, the turpitude of a turnip, the pep of a prune, the punch of a parsnip and the psychology of a Sundowner in the swamps of Hobohemia, or do you dash through space with the courage of a Conqueror and the wisdom of a Will-to-Power Man?

If not, massage your Mentoids, and be saved – from yourself at your worst.

The Gospel According to Malfew Seklew

Gospel-Pamphlet-Coverby [Sirfessor Superight] Spencella and Winsex, 1928, Chicago
[20] pages
Cover price ten cents

UoE Notes:
The tone of this text, the word choice, the attribution to neither Sirfessor Wilkesbarre nor Ragnar Redbeard – these suggest this edition is a collaboration between these two, during the time they shared an address.  Reprinted in full with a treasure chest of additional materials in The Gospel According to Malfew Seklew.

The Gospel According to Malfew Seklew

MALFEWSEKLEW-Full-Color-Wrap-REVISEDand Other Writings By and About Sirfessor Wilkesbarre
by Sirfessor Wilkesbarre
Introduction by Trevor Blake
Cover design by Kevin Slaughter
Cover art by Josh Latta
Underworld Amusements, 2014, Baltimore
279 pages, 6 x 9 inches
ISBN: 978-0988553682
Cover price $15.95

UoE Notes:
There is only one Malfew Seklew, and Sirfessor Wilkesbarre is his prophet.  Returned to print for the first time in nearly one hundred years, the most complete collection of the Laughing Philosopher to date.

Back Cover Copy:
The polemical writings by and about the Chicago Radical, Social Aristocrat and Egoist Superman Sirfessor Wilkesbarre – King of the Soap Box, Lord of the Cafe. Salvation for All and One!

Lost/Unpublished Works

These books were either never published or have been lost, but they have been documented in some way.

Rhapsody on Reality

Listed in “Books received” section of Blue-Grass Blade from Lexington, Kentucky on March 22, 1908.

From an Ego in the Crude to a Superman in the Nude

“Almost 300 pages. Cloth bound. Price postpaid $2.00. Super-bound de luxe edition $4.00.” Announced in the 1928 edition of Gospel.

Forty Years of Soap-Boxing

“The Sirfessor, it turned out, is not entirely without ambition. He would like to live until he has completed the revision of his book Forty Years of Soap-Boxing. After which, he says, he will have no further interest in life… ” – New York Evening Post, April 15 1930.

Penny Numbers

“[Seklew] wrote a series of pamphlets which he sold at public meetings in various parts of the country. The series was described as ‘Haloes hoodooed, or Egoes viviseceted.’ A number of Labor leaders were dealt with in these penny numbers, Blatchford – the Weeping Apostle of Socialism; Philip Snowden – the Uriah Heep of Labor; Keir Hardie – the Twopenny Christ of the I. L. P.; and others.” – Bonar Thompson, Hyde Park Orator (New York: G. P. Putnam’s Sons 1934).

Potter’s Piles of Notes

“Fred M. Wilkes, who peddles ideologies and panaceas to the masses in the chief soap-box forums of the world, died yesterday afternoon of a pulmonary disease in Bellevue Hospital. […] The home and “study” of the orator was a four-room flat at 344 First Avenue. The building had been abandoned and had been condemned by the city in 1934, but Wilkes took possession, invoking the doctrine of squatters’ rights, and paying no rent. His recent income was an old-age pension. A reported called yesterday at the old dwelling and, surprisingly enough, the doorbell worked and a man about 50 years old answered. It developed that he was Wilkes’ Boswell, busy gathering up piles of notes left in the apartment by his intellectual master. Insisting on semi-anonymity, the man said he was ‘Potter.'” – New York Times, February 10 1938.