Judge, 1923-08-25 · page 6 of 36
Judge — August 25, 1923 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of "Ouch!" from Judge Magazine This cartoon satirizes gender dynamics and marital tensions of the early 20th century. A man reads a newspaper while a woman stands nearby, and he exclaims about Amazonian bats "twenty-seven inches long," to which she replies his are longer—a cutting insult about his ears or physical features. The dialogue below reveals domestic conflict: a woman complains her husband ignores her, while he counters that her "bobbed hair looks just lovely when it stands on end"—mocking the fashionable bob hairstyles women were adopting during this era. The humor targets both emasculated husbands and the "modern woman," reflecting anxieties about changing gender roles and the independence women were asserting during the 1920s.
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JANES MOTE CHE RY, TAGG OUCH! “TI see there are bats in the Amazon country twenty-seven inches long!” “That’s nothing compared to the length of some of yours!” proud girl turned to the big, browed man, who was gazing at her intently. He held a glittering knife in his hand. “I you no hea she asked in low, even tones. “ he growled. hen give me ten cents’ worth of liver.” watt Madge—T was dreadfully scared. Marjorie—Never mind, ¢ Your bobbed hair looks just lovely when it stands on end. Farmer—Tll give you $5 a day to help me dig potatoes, You can start now. Boy—Guess you better do it alone, mister. You planted them, so you know where they are. Pry Rastus—Anh: sittinly i out of dat horspittk happen to yo’ in dar Sambo—Ah done had ‘An’ Ah bets a five-spot dey was loaded. um. What done mah bones X- 4 Country Cousin ( wn the town) —What’s become of all those bucketshops that used to be down in the financial district? Gothamite—I guess most of them have kicked the bucket. eed “Paw, what's this amplifier?” “That, my son, is one of those saps who grins into the transmitter and makes gestures while he’s carrying on a phone conversation.” here telephone comicbooks.com