Judge, 1921-01-15 · page 13 of 32
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**The Palate and the Pocketbook** is a personified allegory about spending versus affordability. The Palate (desire for luxury foods) makes increasingly extravagant demands—lobster, steak, asparagus, alligator pear—while the Pocketbook (financial reality) remains silent, his "gills turning blue" with distress. Finally, the Pocketbook explodes, offering only coffee and a sandwich. The joke: unchecked appetite meets harsh economic reality. **Utopia Revisited** satirizes Washington government spending. A visitor from Mars observes politicians creating wasteful projects—a $100,000 post office for a tiny town, $88,000 to dredge a creek, nine new bureaus monthly, 20,000 employees—claiming there's "no deficit" because "taxes pay for it." The satire exposes the circular logic: government spending appears free because citizens don't see where money actually originates. The guide's "ingenious" system reveals political dishonesty about public finance.
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