Judge, 1922-05-06 · page 4 of 36
Judge — May 6, 1922 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page The main illustration depicts an ornately decorated camel carrying a richly dressed figure seated atop it—a visual reference to "Richard Coeur-de-Lion was an accomplished crap-artist," according to the caption. This appears to be a satirical commentary on Richard the Lionheart, presenting him as a charlatan or fraud ("crap-artist"). Below are three separate humorous poems addressing "Little-Known Facts About Well-Known Persons": one about disillusionment with romance, another about desert suffering and the pancreas, and a third mocking Samuel Pepys's literary reputation. The satire uses exaggeration and absurdist humor to deflate historical figures' legacies, suggesting their public images don't match reality. The overall tone is irreverent mockery of famous historical and literary figures.
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Draws by F, TOLMAN DISILLUSION By Leonard Bronner,Jr.Dartmouth ‘23 | | 4 l MET a girl so cute and neat, | I took her to a dance, My heart and feet together beat, I loved her at a glance, I vowed that she my Queen should be, My Idol, my Romance! The dreams I wove as we whirled by No mortal could repress, Until she said, “Excuse me, Ned, T have to fix my dress.” Where did she go? Why I don’t know, But maybe you can guess. Then she came back, O horrid sight! Each inch of space on lips and face red with the rouge pot earest Wish! My Angel Fi | | A gaudy wild Corinne! My { Was now a Canned | Soe Hampehire Siate College LITTLE-KNOWN FACTS A SUFFERING AND THE PANACEA By Mike Ely, Stanford '24 * TRANGER, have you felt the paralyzing spell of a boundioes desert in the heat of noonday? Then you can never know my emotions on that luckless August day. As I lay there with parched throat and pounding eyes under the scanty shade of a miserable mesquite tree and gazed bitterly at my broken-down car, the tragedy of my situation was overpowering. I turned, and there sat an ugly, venomous tarantula, wait- the whole desert was waiting, As I watched the shim- mering heat waves distort every object into a grotesque nightmare, delirium mounted high in my feverish brain. Suppose that deadly tarantula should tire of waiting, and jump! T couldn't stand the thought! So with a thirsty groan, I staggered over to the drug store and demanded a root beer. BOUT WELL-KNOWN PERSONS Richard Coeur-de-Lion was an accomplished crap-artist SAMUEL PEPYS By Paul McKinney Palmer, Harvard 22 READ the stuff he wrote I said I liked him heaps, But how they grabbed my throat When first I called him Pepys! I learned who read his books, Quite good, they say, his rep is, But there appeared cold looks When first I called him Pepys! I thought I had him cold, This name the crowd accepts But, no! they say, that's old His name is really Pepys Pepys, Pepys, and Pepys too; {do not give a damn. You call him what appeals to you— But I shall call him Sam! comicbooks.com