Judge, 1915-09-04 · page 11 of 27
Judge — September 4, 1915 — page 11: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page collects short humorous pieces satirizing early 20th-century social conventions, particularly gender relations and marriage. The main cartoon depicts a domestic scene where a pompous man holds many grandiose titles ("Supreme Controller," "Knight and Chief High Roller"), yet his wife dismisses him as a nobody—the joke being that domestic authority undermines all public status. The accompanying poem by Nathan M. Levy makes this explicit: a man's home life renders his titles meaningless. The other brief gags mock relationship dynamics: a woman breaking an engagement receives diplomatic evasion; a chorus girl's complaint about her appearance is "corrected" by a manager into sexual innuendo; a divorced couple remaining friendly confuse a guest about their relationship. Together, these pieces satirize the gap between men's public pretensions and their actual domestic powerlessness, while also poking fun at theatrical sleaze and the awkwardness of modern divorce (then still relatively scandalous). The humor assumes readers share skepticism about both male pomposity and changing social conventions around marriage.
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HER The Rift in the Lute E'S RULER of the Macaroons And Master of the Knockers, And he has been for many moons Panjandrum of the Shockers. In the great order of the Bun He’s the Supreme Controller, And in the Soldiers of the Sun He's Knight and Chief High Roller. He's Inca of the Fiddledees And Captain of the Booters, High Cockalorum of the Bees And Rusher of the Scooters. Yet what are titles such as those But merest sham and shoddy When in his home (as well he knows) His wife thinks he's nobody! —Nathan M. Levy. You can’t tell by the noise the horn makes how much gasoline is in the tank. SOUL Evasive Ted—She wrote asking to break the engag , and I don’t know what to do, Ned—Send her a diplomatic reply that will keep the question open, and perhaps she'll change her mind. A Wise Kid “Johnny, do you know that your mother has been looking for you?” asked the neigh- bor next door. “Sure I do,” replied Johnny; “that’s the reason she can’t find me!” Not Aphrodite Chorus Girl—She nothing. Theatrical Manager—You shouldn't say that. Say, e looks good in nothing.” Chorus Girl—Naw, that ain't what I mean. don’t look good in SUPPORT The Relationship RS. SWIFTLEY and her former hus- and were still friends, Noting the similarity of names and their familiar man- ner toward each other, a lady who was a guest with them at a weck end party, thought they must be cousins. “Is Mr. Swiftley a connection of yours?” “No,” laughed Mrs. Swiftley. “A dis- connection.” Transatlantic They shipped the needy Count across— Their only asset left was he; To take no chances of a loss, They sent him over over C.O. D.—E. D. many a breach, Ill judged humor cau: but war is no witty schism. comicbooks.com