Judge, 1918-05-11 · page 12 of 36
Judge — May 11, 1918 — page 12: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page satirizes American responses to World War I (likely 1917-1918). **"War's Horrors"** by Arthur Warren Ingalls is a caustic list mocking various types of people and their superficial or hypocritical war efforts: those who make minimal financial sacrifices (4% Liberty Bonds, dollar Red Cross donations), armchair strategists claiming to know when the war will end, women adopting Russian names to seem sophisticated, and people profiting from war talk. It includes jabs at pacifists ("conscientious objectors") and those with tenuous connections to military leadership (the woman whose cousin knew someone who attended school with General Pershing). **"Gamer or Tamer?"** questions whether Americans are becoming brave or merely accepting wartime inflation and food rationing without protest. The cartoons and brief jokes reflect Judge's satirical stance: mocking home-front pretense, war profiteering, and the gap between grand patriotic rhetoric and actual sacrifice. The context assumes readers recognized contemporary war debates and social posturing around the conflict.
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Drawn by E. W. Kepre. It’s Ma’s birthday and I reckon I'll get her a few trinkets with what I git for these taters. “Here they be, old gal! comin’ inter our own at last.” War’s Horrors By Anrnun Warren Ixcatts HE man whose “final sacrifice” | is a 4 percent. Liberty Bond. The man who “gives till it hurts” by a dollar to the Red Cross. The woman who insists on pro- nouncing Russian names. * The man who knows when the war will end. The man who wonders why it doesn’t end. The woman who sings at the Training Camps. The philosopher who believes all is for the best. The pessimist who believes all is for the worst. Drawn by Norstax AxtHoxy Mr. Subub—Hang it! starts to rain. One eighteen carat ticker and a string fer yer neck. Every time I get the hose out it We surely is The Amazon who would organize a “Battalion of Death.” The hypochondriac who would become a Red Cross nurse. The man who has solved the submarine menace. The lecturer on nomics.” The statistician who figures the world’s balance sheet. The restaurant owner who be- lieves his patrons should pay his cashier for the War. . The man whose wife’s sister had a friend who knew a woman whose cousin went to school with General Pershing. The congressman who mentions Thrift in connection with war appropriations. The man with “in- side facts” from the British Admiralty. The man who thinks French “75’s” are too old to fight and who believes the Carpa- thians will protect the neutrality of the Swiss. ‘Theman who knocks knitting and the wo- man who knits, knock- “War's Eco-. ing. The Senator who wishes the ‘World Made Free For Autoc- racy.” War poems; War brides; “War babies.” Conservation con- versation. Conscientious — ob- jectors. Bazaars. Gamer or Tamer? By Strick taxp GiLLiLan IME was when, had somebody raised The price of foods on which we'd grazed For years, until we thought them staples, As far as Chilkat Pass or Naples, Our cries of pain would have been heard. Yet now we do not say a word, But cinch our belts a little tighter Around the lunch that aye grows lighter, ‘And pungle up the hard-earned scads, The well-known dollars of our dads! . . . ° ° . It may be we are growing gamer, Or, like as not, we’re merely tamer. Legal Advice “What's the most I can get for shoot- ing a man?” asked the chorus girk. “About ten weeks in vaudeville,” answered the theatrical lawyer. ~ Drawn by Frev Lewis He Lert Tuem Fiat First Sloppy Figure—What does that fellow who started drawing us mean by leaving us unfinished? Second §. F.—Blown into the Army by the last big draft just as he was on the point of handing me an eyebrow.