Judge, 1917-03-24 · page 19 of 28
Judge — March 24, 1917 — page 19: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page collects international jokes and cartoons from European publications (Munich, London, Paris), presenting them as exotic humor for American readers. The content satirizes everyday absurdities: **Key sketches include:** - A woman ticklish during intimate moments (German humor) - A job applicant admitting dishonesty helps business (British satire on workplace ethics) - A man ignoring "Private" fishing signs (poking fun at rule-breakers) - A Frenchwoman confused about "artillery" vs. "battery" (language/culture gag) - A woman wasting matches to save gas (wartime rationing logic) - An elderly woman passing a military sentry (likely WWI-era) **The broader point:** Judge presents foreign cartoons to amuse American readers by highlighting different national character traits—German sentimentality, British propriety, French linguistic confusion, and British wartime practicality. It's essentially "look how other countries joke about their own people."
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