Judge, 1912-11-09 · page 9 of 24
Judge — November 9, 1912 — page 9: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
The top cartoon depicts a failed theatrical performer recounting his misfortunes to a lady—he was literally thrown out of employment by audiences (who pelted him with eggs), stairs, and a taxicab. It's a visual pun on "being thrown out" of a job, literalizing the expression. Below are three short satirical pieces typical of Judge's humor: **"Theory and Practice"** mocks reformers and theorists who can't reconcile their abstract ideals with messy reality—a jab at hypocrisy among social improvers. **"A Connoisseur"** is a brief joke where a boy misinterprets his father's fruit-focused conversation (peaches, dates) as evidence he's in the fruit business, when really the father was just making small talk. **"The Main Question"** and **"The Reason"** are domestic humor pieces about what preoccupies women (jelly-making) and the tedium of chess, respectively—light social observation rather than pointed satire.
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SIMPLY A BAD ACTOR. The lady—"' How did you come to be thrown out of employment ?"” The thespian—"* "Tis a sad but soon-told tale, madam. An ape-like audience threw ancient eggs at muh; a out into the street; and a twice-cursed taxicab threw muh twenty feet. Theory and Practice. Max has very little difficulty with his theories, so long as he keeps them in their proper place. The fact is, he is a theory specialist. He can con- jure them up in his brain while you wait, and usually they are perfectly good and sensible theories. So with his practices, ministers and reformers to the contrary, notwithstanding. Man, with all his shortcomings and his weak- ness, is very handy with his practices. It is truly remarkable how easily he can practice the arts of existence and of so- cial intercourse, and thus make his way in the world, All the trouble comes when he tries to fit his theories and his practices to- gether. Then comes the tug of war, which is apt to be followed by nasty charges of inconsistency and the like. Let not the left hand of theory know what the right hand of practice is doing. It is a safe rule that all theories are in- defensible in practice and all practices are indefensible in theory. A Connoisseur. “Mother, is father in the fruit busi- ness?”” “*No, son. your head?’’ “*Well, when he took me for a walk the other day, he met Mr. Jones, and all they talked about was peaches, pippins and dates.” What put that idea into mangy and mercenary manager threw muh down a flight of stairs; a dull-witted doorman threw muh Thus it was lady.”” The Main Question. The housewife, in these autumn days, Pronounces no crisp football phrase, Discusses rarely any phase Of politics or problem plays; Her views on art she does not tell, The suffrage she ignores as well, And Balkan states, ’mid shot and shell— Just asks you, ‘‘Did your jelly jell Grace McKinatry. The Reason. His wife—‘‘What makes you so tired, dear? Weren't you at the chess club all evening?”’ Her husband—‘‘ Yes, I was at the chess club. But it was just one move after another."’ comicbooks.com