Judge, 1912-12-21 · page 5 of 24
Judge — December 21, 1912 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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This page satirizes monopolies and wealth inequality through multiple vignettes. The title references "forms of monopoly that no legislation will ever able to cope with." **"The Real Victim"** mocks a wealthy wife complaining about missing bargain sales—the actual victims are ordinary people excluded from prosperity. **"The Small Boy"** uses a child's greed (wanting stockings as long as the coming canal) to lampoon how monopolies create endless, unsatisfiable desires. **"The Music Lovers"** cartoon shows a couple reluctant to attend the opera, satirizing how the wealthy treat expensive culture as obligatory social performance rather than genuine enjoyment. The overall message critiques how concentrated wealth creates artificial social hierarchies and moral decay among the privileged class.
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A CLOS -E CORPORATION ‘There are some forms of monopoly that no legislation will ever be able to cope with. The Real Victim. 6s]S YOUR wife a victim of bargain days?”’ “No; I'm the victim. She seems to enjoy them The Small Boy. It is now you see that his greed is strong, As he picks out a stocking for Christmas. Could he have his way, he would have it as long As the coming canal at the Isthmus. Dr. Saintly—‘‘Every one should give according to his means."” Dyer—‘‘But most give ac- cording to their meanness.”’ Everybody Would Ride. If the ladder of success were an escalator, the S. R. O. sign would be a fixture at the top. THE MUSIC LOVERS. “Come, dear, we must go to the opera—and oh, how I dread it!" . As Usual. “I'm so glad to see that you have recovered from your illness.’’ “Yes; but I had a narrow escape. The doctor said if I had waited a day longer it would have been hopeless, and they all said it was the only case of its kind on rec- ord. The doctor is going to write it up for a medical paper. The only thing that carried me through was my wonderful vitality.’” Just the Thing. Mrs. Crabshaw—** Accord- ing to you, this breakfast foodisn’t good foranything.’’ Crabshaw—‘‘Not at all, my dear! I think it would be first-rate stuff to sprinkle on the sidewalk during slip= pery weather.” comicbooks.com