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# "The Flu" by Walt Mason (Judge Magazine) This is a humorous essay-poem lamenting the social indignity of having influenza, illustrated by Ralph Barton. The narrator compares the flu unfavorably to other serious ailments (gout, mumps, indigestion) he's previously endured with dignity. The satire targets how the flu strips away social standing: while serious diseases earned sympathy and respect, the flu—with its constant sneezing and pathetic appearance—becomes a source of ridicule. Neighbors and even medical professionals (the doctor, nurse, druggist) find his suffering amusing rather than pitiful. He's forced to squander "hard-earned money" on treatments while becoming a figure of comedy. The illustration shows well-dressed people laughing at a sneezing patient, emphasizing the social humiliation. Written during an era of influenza epidemics (likely post-WWI), Mason critiques how society treats flu victims as comic spectacles rather than genuinely ill people deserving compassion.

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