Judge, 1917-11-24 · page 11 of 28
Judge — November 24, 1917 — page 11: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**The Main Cartoon: "Satan Goes Shopping"** This is a WWI-era satirical piece depicting Satan as a shopper at "Earth's Department Store," selecting destructive items: multiple Kaisers (German Emperor Wilhelm II), a Peace Palace, pacifist writings, and Admiral von Tirpitz's whiskers. The joke: Satan plans to open a vaudeville house in Hell using these purchases—implying that militarism, false peace efforts, and German leadership are inherently hellish and entertaining only to the devil. **Historical Context:** The references to "Kaisers," "Peace Palace," and "Scraps of Paper" (likely referencing treaty violations) indicate this is anti-German propaganda from World War I. The cartoon mocks both German aggression and pacifists who oppose the war effort, suggesting both serve evil. **Additional Jokes:** The three short humor pieces below are unrelated vaudeville-style quips about marriage, Hawaiian spelling, and military embarrassment—typical of Judge magazine's miscellaneous comedy sections.
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THE TIRED BUSINESS MAN SATAN GOES SHOPPING SATAN one day started out on a shopping tour. He entered the great Department Store called the Earth, strode up to the Bargain Toy Counter, and picked out three or four Kaisers, a Peace Palace, the complete works of a nown Pacifist and the whiskers of Admiral von Tirpitz. Now,” said he to himself as he received his package all ‘atly done up in Scraps of Paper, “I’ve got enough stuff here to open my new vaudeville house in Hades.” —Benjamin De Casseres. Facial Failure He—Your friend isn’t much stuck on her looks. She—Say, she wouldn't dare shoot her own husband. His Sensible Action 'N far Hawaii was a man, and he was wondrous wise. He jumped into a bramble bush and scratched out both his ii’s. And when he saw his ii’s were out he said, “Well, anyhow, Though painful it is worth the price. Folks can pronounce me now.” —Tennyson J. Daft. One Worse Friend—I suppose you'd rather lick the Kaiser than any- body else on earth. Recruit—There’s just one fellow I'd like to get my hands on worse. Friend—Who’s that? Recruit—The guy that hollered “Fire” just as I got my clothes off for the physical examination. comicbooks.com