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Judge — February 3, 1883 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# The Judge, Page 3: Two Satirical Pieces This page contains two distinct satirical pieces from Judge magazine: **"Two Unsuppressed Nuisances"** (two illustrations): The left cartoon depicts "The Theater Lobby" with well-dressed gentlemen in top hats, likely mocking theatrical society or a specific contemporary figure ("Napoleon Peasoup" mentioned in text). The right shows "The Street Corners" with a different social scene. The satire targets urban social gatherings as public nuisances. **"The Poet's Woes"** (text-heavy section): This mock-serious piece ridicules the Romantic notion of the suffering poet. It sarcastically catalogs the "crown" (thorns), "robe" (poisoned), and other supposed afflictions of poetic life, suggesting poets' complaints are self-indulgent and ridiculous. The satire deflates pretensions about artistic suffering, arguing poets would be better off in practical professions. This targets both Romantic literary conventions and possibly specific contemporary poets or their affectations. Both pieces use Judge's characteristic approach: exaggerating claims to absurdity to expose vanity and pretension in contemporary society.
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