Judge, 1924-07-19 · page 13 of 36
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# "Judge on the Bench": KKK Leadership and Democratic Cowardice This satirical piece presents a judge interrogating **Dr. Hiram W. Evans**, the Imperial Wizard of the Ku Klux Klan, comparing his dentistry background to his role leading an organization promoting racial and religious hatred under a veneer of "moral" principles. The cartoon draws a parallel to **Dr. Thomas W. Evans**, a real historical figure who was Napoleon III's dentist and confidant—positioning Evans as choosing to serve a tyrannical political leader rather than his own interests. The text then shifts to criticize the **1924 Democratic National Convention**, where Georgia delegate **Miss Marian Colley** initially voted to denounce the Klan by name but buckled under intimidation from Klan members in her delegation, changing her vote. The satire condemns both the Klan's thuggish tactics and the Democratic Party's failure to take a principled stand against it, instead adopting vague language about "religious liberty" that meant nothing. The piece exposes how institutions—whether parties or conventions—compromised their stated values when confronted with organized intimidation.
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“Dr. Hiram W. Evans nter! Dr. 1 empero ont and Evans, how does it to be Tt has its discomforts, Vat at your Honor. also has its advantages—over u mean that as head of the Ku Klux Klan you can let others handle the instruments of torture: you don’t have to jandle them yourself?” ir, I resent your insinuations against the practices of the Klan. Besides, I was a ‘painless’ dentist.” “Dr. Evans, there’s no such thing as a painless dentist—take it from a patient. \nd there’s no such thing as a benevolent order that stirs religious and race hatred, mixes in politics secretly and hides behind hoods.” “But, Jupce, did you ever read our literature? Are fam with the highly moral and patriotic objects of the Klan and its standards of membership?” “Oh, yes, I've read it. It’s part of the disguise that truculent intole has always worn. The Inquisition pro- fessed ideals just as lofty. Even asuming your objects are what your literature sets forth, the end has never justified such you nce means as you resort to, whether you're intimidating a tired woman delegate in a national convention shooting hibition into a mining camp. “But I'll say this much for your Klan. You sense of fitness in picking a dentist for emperor. No one else could know how to feed gossip and moral platitudes into the ear of the com- munity the while you apply the drill to a raw or pro- you and showed an uncanny ‘painless’ so well racial or religious nerve. Iv Is a coincidence worth a passing reflection that another American dentist, also named Evans, became, not an emperor but the confidant of an emperor and the empress. Dr. Thomas W. Evans left his native and in 1848 to practice dentistry in rescuer of an Paris. tist He became Louis Napoleon's den- and acted as his confidential adviser during his entire reign as Napoleon ILL. In the déhdele of 1870 it was Evans who personally superintended the Empress Eugenie’s flight to England, escorting her there, Tt would he interesting to know whether Hiram W. ans ever | dof W. Evans and whether. if he isn’t a little ashamed of and brother professional for becoming so chummy with catholic monarchs. But it seems to us a far nobler réle to be the confidant of an emperor pulling catholic teeth than an emperor himself pulling protestant legs. Thomas has, he his namesake Wu the demo- cratic convention, clectrie with excite- ment, was considering its Klan plank, Miss Marian Colley, of Georgia, true to her principles. voted for the resolution denouncing the Klan by name. This took courage and independence in a member of the Georgia « tion much of both that Miss Colley couldn't sustain the ré The Klansmen in her delegation crowded her; — they coaxed her with significant werds, they pulled her by the arm; finally they com- manded her to change her vote. In her agony of fear and indecision she must have remembered that speakers like the unctu- Bryan had offered specious argu- ments from the rostrum—‘don’t give the Klan the advertisement,” ete., ete. At any rate Miss Colley wilted. She changed her vote, and the plank denouncing the Klan by that calls for religious liberty and racial equality in the general terms that mean anything and nothing. about ous name was lost in favor of one The whole democratic typified in this incidel convention Was t. Miss Colley, a weak little white hesitating woman, tried a magnificent gesture but couldn't sustain it. The convention, for all its dramatic posturing and bedlam of noise, did the same thing throughout. on the BENCH It shouted bravely against the Klan, but when pinch came wouldn't vote against Tt made a large and noble gesture toward the League of Nations, but adopted a referendum plank utterly emasculating its sentiments. It talked boldly of li and voted for a colorless law enforcement resolution The mountain labored forth a mouse-like squeak. ht wines and beer, and brought However, even labor, the Republicans didn’t ALL OF US have at- tended political meetings listened to the pompous unabasher tory of a brass-lunged charlatan gesturir to the gods. Tt isn’t such bad sport on We have wondered how such aman could get elected to office, and we have gone home with a pleasant feeling of superiority to the herd that falls for But National Con- public and oceasion, his brand of bushwa. ventions are a experience. Thanks to the radio most of us have attended them this year for the first time listened to tons of platitudinous oratory new and have not in the formal environment of a public hall where we could see the speaker and season his words with his personality, but in the comfortable privacy of our living- rooms where we got it cold from the at- mosphere. The radio, we predict, will do to old- fashioned political oratory what the movies have done to old-fashioned melo- The rant- dian as our can't stand photo- sither can the 1 mob rouser long dramatic acting—wipe it out. ings of the emotional tr: fathers knew him graphic exposurs sssion, ings of the pro! endure the pitiless reproduction of the radio. We shall have bunk still, but the manner of its delivery will be naturalistic. more Mile, Lenglen’s motto: Where there’s a Wills there's a way out. W. M. H. comicbooks.com