Judge, 1916-02-26 · page 7 of 28
Judge — February 26, 1916 — page 7: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**Top Cartoon**: A brief joke playing on the saying "George Washington couldn't tell a lie." The humor suggests that Binks is such a habitual liar that even the moral standard set by Washington couldn't reform him. **Main Content - "Pan-Medicine"**: A satirical dialogue between a man and woman discussing modern medical treatments. The woman describes consulting various practitioners—allopathic doctors (who prescribe drugs), homeopaths (whose harmless remedies can't hurt), osteopaths (for joint correction), surgeons (for talk value afterward), and hypnotists (for mental fatigue). The satire mocks the era's medical pluralism and the fashionable tendency to try every available cure indiscriminately. The woman's casual adoption of contradictory treatments—from aggressive drug therapy to gentle homeopathy—exposes how people selected medicine based on trend rather than logic. **Bottom Cartoon**: A woman presents laboratory mice, claiming "Johnny, name one of the world's greatest discoveries"—implying that modern science's greatest achievement is merely producing laboratory mice, satirizing overconfidence in contemporary scientific progress.
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S edt 4 TRUTH IS STRANGER THAN FICTION Harlow—Why does Binks have the reputation of being such an awful liar? Barlow—Because he's just like George ‘Washington—couldn’t tell a lie if he tried E—You are very democratic as todoc- | surely, for the time being. That’s jem =a tors. _ | PAN-MEDICINE} She—Ves, 1 recognize all the cu! a | sees i e—On the other extreme, how about soe ] hy TOD CHENEVIN BD emreny? partially. ] {) electrici He—1 * — She—Adore them all!—all the currents, don’t see how you manage it. I mean. They are most stimulating! Oh, it’s easy if you only e—What, about hydrotherapy? have the right spirit. Si fost refreshing. The baths are so diverting, for a change. He—My spirit fails me when He—Pleasant cures seem to increase in number. I'm sic It can’t be trusted. She—All the time. Christian science you get by absent treat- She—Nonsense. Let me tell ment—a wonderful convenience. And to save expense you may you. Now, when I am taken always put on your old clothes and go to a hospital for free advice, violently ill, I feel that something — when you can’t think what else to do, heroic must be done right off. He—In other words, you choose at the moment whatever form of He—Yes, one does. care makes its strongest appeal to your fancy? She—Of course. So I call in Dr. Shke—Certainly. Otherwise what's the use of modern science? Hypoderm, who is sure to drug me up to the latest: medi- cal discovery. He—And you get results at onc She—At once, and no mistake. On the other hand, if 1 am too sick to stand heroic spe , 1 send for a homeop- athist, knowing that his prescriptions won't hurt me. He—How do you know that? She—Because they don’t. They have no bad taste. He—Go on. She—Then, if I have been too quiet, am sort of run down from lack of exercise, I pick out an osteopath to put my joints in order. They say it corrects all other troubles, too. He Tam told She—Yet there are times when I consult a surgeon. It’s the thing to do nowadays, you know. But as he is sure to. operate, I don’t see him too often. Still, an operation is nice to talk about afterwards. He—To whom? She—Well, toeverybody; excepting whoever paid forit! He—Anything else? She—Oh, yes. There's hypnotism. It’s fine for you when the mind gets tired—too fagged to act, you know. He—Doesn’t that make it less active—put it to sleep? “Johnny, name one of the world’s greatest discoveries.” comicbooks.com