Judge, 1923-12-15 · page 3 of 36
Judge — December 15, 1923 — page 3: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page (December 13, 1923) This page contains lifestyle content and humor rather than political cartoons. The main illustration depicts a humorous daily schedule for a businessman ("the genus homo"), satirizing the contradiction between health advice and actual urban life. The figure shown rushing with a briefcase illustrates the frenetic pace that makes following proper diet and exercise recommendations impossible. The accompanying text mocks modern business culture's demand for constant productivity—the "T.B.M." (Typical Business Man) cannot maintain sensible habits despite scientific evidence supporting them. The cartoon's message: industrialized work life is fundamentally incompatible with health, a critique of 1920s corporate culture and its toll on workers' wellbeing.
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©cie604251 - WITH WHICH IS COMBINED LESLIE'S WEEKLY “Confound you an’ your sensible gifts!” Joy for the T. B. M. by Chet Johnson 3 p.M.—Chases away pangs of hunger with package of Mr. Planter’s peanuts. 6 pM aggers home and consumes Tree is no longer any excuse for that) two cans Mr. Campbell's soup, three pitiful specimen of the genus homo: the Premium hams and other light foods. ‘Tired Business Man. 8 p.m.—Ends_ perfect day by _ fill- Thanks to modern science, invention ing his jolly old) jimmy-pipe with the and printers’ ink, any business man may pippy-peppy-pappy tobacco from the work from one to eighteen hours each —tidy-tiny-tin in the reddy-red ean, puts day without experiencing the slightest’ feet on table and then enjoys an oh- trace of fatigue. Here is the formula: boy-sweet-papa-hot-doggie puff from. the 6 a.m.—Awakens, feels lazy. jumps out jimmy-jammy-joy-pipe and watches the of bed and goes through Mr. Camp's daily wrig-gling-wiggling. wreaths of smicky- dozen. Feels like taking on J; Dempsey when last record is fin- ished. 7 a.m.—Breakt. voatmeal a day's work., 8 a.m.—Scorns street car or motor and walks to work with wim, wigor and witality on Mr. O'Sullivan’s rubber heels. 9 a.m.—Gets into action at office with a stick of Mr. Wrigley’s tasty product to help digest breakfast. 10 4.m.—Eats Florida grapefruit t taste of chewing gum out of th and inerease witality. 11 a.m.—Ine © wim and wi- tality once more by cating one Sunmissed orange. Noox—Takes on more w., w. and w. by eating sensible linch of one glass of milk from discon- tented cows and a bran muffin. ix prunes er. Now ready mi -M.—Lagging w. and w. once more restored by ting small handy size packageof Sunsmacked raisins. _ Spa.—Feels tired feeling sneak- ing up on him and drives it away with half a glass of Sunswatted orange juice. + p.m.—Once again routs tired “Dumb custom this merry Yule- tide, ain’t it, mate? feeling by-eatine si ine d Street Santa—Mebbe. But do {, celing by eating six genuine dates you know, I been doin’ this so '/ from bia, grown in Imperial jong, now, I’ve kinda come t’ be- : Valley, Cal. lieve in it! “Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness” smacky-smoke that doesn’t. burn the tongue or cause carbon to form. (Apolo- gies to Velvet Joe and the P. A. chappie. eer the “Noo moisture on planet.” Vell soon be in the same fix.” wae f the past ron statues.” whiskers,” “Were the men They seem to look bi “They hig raised more Suitable Christmas Gifts for a Man’s Best Friend by Edmund J. Rin Anti-flea fluid. Sweaterette. Brass collar. Concrete kennel. Soft mat. Assorted bones. ttt Coolidge seems to have mad good with everybody but Gover- nor Pinchot. ere Alice—Have you any favorite author? May—Yes, Dickens, but Tnever have read him. st Gift. books the only pres- ents that are not opened before Christmas. PR nad Patient—1 think I have the gout. Physician—Let me see. say your husband's s dollars per week? think you have gout— ably have a matism. you prob- touch ‘of rheu- comicbooks.com