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This comic strip sequence satirizes the early 20th-century craze for poultry farming as a get-rich-quick scheme. The narrative follows an entrepreneur starting a chicken business with optimistic expectations ("Going Into the Chicken Business"), progressing through setup and operation, then culminating in disaster when "an epidemic hits the floor"—wiping out his birds and investment. The accompanying jokes mock related social follies: a man mistaking a medical textbook for a magazine, a doctor prioritizing patient payment ability over health, superficial beauty claims, and an overly-demanding job advertisement. The satire targets widespread gullibility about agricultural business opportunities and the naive assumption that anyone could profitably raise chickens with minimal knowledge. This reflected real historical speculation bubbles where ordinary people invested in ventures they didn't understand, often losing money to epidemics, market crashes, or simple incompetence.

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