Judge, 1920-11-06 · page 7 of 32
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# "The Cupidity of Cupid" - Judge Magazine Satire This story-cartoon satirizes romantic expectations across different female archetypes of the era. Cupid encounters women representing various social types—a starry-eyed young girl, a married woman, a spinster, a wealthy woman, a "New Woman" (the era's term for feminists seeking careers), and a divorcée—each with unrealistic demands about love. The satire targets women's perceived contradictions: they want love yet also independence, respect yet romance, emotional understanding yet social advancement. Cupid's resigned responses mock how impossible their expectations are. The accompanying cartoon "The Race Is Not Always to the Swift" (top) uses a wealthy woman's overweight silhouette as visual comedy about materialism versus true love. The humor assumes a conservative stance: women seeking careers ("Senator or even President") or independence are foolishly rejecting their natural role in romantic relationships. The page ultimately mocks modern women's aspirations as incompatible with real love.
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Orawm by Lacurx Stocr “Tne Race Is Nor Auways to tHe Swirr” The Cupidity of Cupid “The woman must understand men before they will love her,” explained Cupid By Katuraixe Necuev “My husband respects me. Can [ make him love me?” N the hush of early Twilight there was.a flutter of tiny wings asked the Married Woman. and the patter of little feet “Men never love your type,” said Cupid regretfully. It is Cupid,” breathed the Starry-Eyed Girl of Eighteen. “You seem so dim and far away,” said Grandma. “I remem I wish He would come to me.” Ler when Grandpa and I. ou are only a woman in body,” said Cupid. “Love can Cupid turned away softly and let her talk on about the days hot truly come to you until you are a woman in soul also.” long gone by: “What hope have 1?” queried the Spinster of forty. “Tam “There is no such thing as Love,” scoffed the New Woman. so lonely.” “It is just a trap to make us slave for men, cook, and watch over The fires of Life have burned too low for Love to come,” crying babies with sticky fingers. I mean to have a Career. replied Cupid, sympathetically Perhaps some day I will be a Senator or even the President.” “TL would give all I have for Love,” said the Rich Girl. Cupid did not answer, but stealthily he raised his bow and “You will be followed for your wealth, but never for yourself,” arrow and aimed at her heart. His aim was truc grieved Cupid. His next arrow reached the heart of a bachelor standing in the lows. He was bald, his eyes were “Give me Love, for I have noth she saw in him?” The other half what he saw in her?” It is just one trick after another like this that gives Cupid the wicked little smile he always wears. « ple the Girl of the tl ne a faded blue and he shuffled along as if ms. lj ed he felt he must apologize to some one. “Love for one of your own class | ) Half the world said: “I wonder what would only bring vou poverty, drudgery and sorrow, and if you loved above your level you would be discontented, thaps dishonored,” warned Cupid len have loved me,” boasted the Vampire, giving Cupid a look that was meant to be arch. You have never kn and you never will,” answered id: “1 wonder You Never Can Tell “Why didn’t you tell me I had a dab of rouge on the tip of my nose wixoow, Pur, ann set How do 1 know. how you want to AIT OF YouRSrLF wear your complexion? wn real Love “T want to be understood and Carat loved,” said the Divorcée wistfully. THe FUTUR