Public service comics are almost never actually good. Even if you get top-notch talent working on them, they tend feel forced and preachy under the best circumstances. But make up an anthropomorphic burlap sack as a mascot; give him a lot of dry, superficial exposition on
different types of fertilizer;
throw in some post-WWII jingoism and 1950s racist sterotypes; wrap the whole thing in a it's-never-not-a-storytelling-cheat dream sequence framework; and you've got... The Conquest of Hunger: Featuring Prosper Plenty and His Magical Chemicals from 1951.
Somebody at the National Fertilizer Association thought it was a good idea, but no one who worked on it signed their name to it. And in the three-quarters of a century since it was published, no one has owned up working on it either. It's easy to laugh at such an effort now in 2026, but I'm pretty sure no one was proud of the work back then either.
Anyway, courtesy of the Science History Institute, I offer up The Conquest of Hunger: Featuring Prosper Plenty and His Magical Chemicals.
Somebody at the National Fertilizer Association thought it was a good idea, but no one who worked on it signed their name to it. And in the three-quarters of a century since it was published, no one has owned up working on it either. It's easy to laugh at such an effort now in 2026, but I'm pretty sure no one was proud of the work back then either.
Anyway, courtesy of the Science History Institute, I offer up The Conquest of Hunger: Featuring Prosper Plenty and His Magical Chemicals.



























