Judge, 1915-11-06 · page 13 of 28
Judge — November 6, 1915 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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This page from *Judge* magazine contains multiple satirical pieces. The main illustration depicts gentlemen at an Allegheny Country Club discussing whether intellectual work requires actual brainwork—a commentary on class pretensions. The dialogue between "Uncle Ephraim" and Colonel Peyton satirizes Southern aristocratic attitudes toward Black labor. When asked if his hired man does "intellectual" work, the Colonel describes managing a jitney (small taxi service) that requires "head work" to avoid getting his "coconut...busted up"—crude humor equating mental labor with physical danger. Other pieces mock social conventions: a porter's quip about an unattractive woman, nostalgic verse about leaving Manhattan for Kankakee, and a dark joke suggesting Germans soldiers would benefit from daily beer rations like British workers consume. The overall tone is cynical about class distinctions, racial hierarchies, and working-class habits—typical of *Judge's* satirical approach to early 20th-century American social life.
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