Judge, 1916-08-26 · page 15 of 28
Judge — August 26, 1916 — page 15: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page collects brief satirical jokes translated from European publications, reflecting early 20th-century social anxieties and observations. The jokes target: war profiteers (a humorist hoarding peacetime material), telephone operators' incompetence, German health obsessions, language barriers (learning Russian alongside English), stenography's difficulty, hunting accidents, and medical dishonesty. The recurring themes—workplace frustrations, generational tensions ("Say, Papa"), and institutional absurdity—suggest post-WWI anxieties about modern life's complexity. The caricatured figures (exaggerated facial features in the header) represent generic "foreign types." The satire assumes American readers find European social conventions amusingly alien or absurd. By presenting jokes from *Punch*, *Le Rire*, and other publications, Judge positions itself within an international comedy community while subtly asserting American superiority through bemused distance.
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No Joke The humorist (who has exhausted his war jokes)—It’s lly very tantalizing. I’ve got some | stunts on Peace—if they’d only declare it!—Sketch (London). Oh, That Girl! The girl at the exchange (after you have waited fully ten minutes)—They don’t an- swer. What number was it you wanted?— St. James Gazette (London). Experience SGelt, Papa, die Suppe ist, heute wieder furchtbar gesund—weil sie so abscheulich schmeckt! “Say, Papa, the soup must be awful healthy to-night, isn’t it—it tastes so bad!” —Fliegende Blnetter (Munich). 4 comprendre l'anglais va falloir apprendre le russe.” “Talk about work! Just as one’s begin- ning to learn English, one has to learn Russian!”—Le Rire (Paris). “Tu parles d’un travail! On commengait seulement armen eres “Can you wri “Oh, yes, sir, only it takes me longer.”— London Opinion. o away, I was ’ere when it happened!” —Punch (London). “ Taky nadhanet?” “Taky! Jsou prej dneska mezi honci tri svobodni, tak si myslim, kdyby me takovej nahodou postrelil, ze si me radsi vezme, nez by mj nadosmrti platil.” “You go hunting also2” “Just sol There argathree bachelors to-day among-h pier Ro I thought that perchance one hit‘me and he then would rather marry me than have to sup- port me all my life.”—Lumoristicke Listy (Prague). Making It Right for Doctor First voluntary aid—This patient’s temper- ature is 105 deg. What shall I do? Second v, a.—Put him down 100. The doctor gets so nervous if it’s more.—Sydney Bulletin.