Judge, 1924-11-15 · page 5 of 36
Judge — November 15, 1924 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page 3 This page contains miscellaneous humor pieces rather than a unified political cartoon. **"Me" (poem by F.A.)**: A satirical self-portrait celebrating narcissism and argumentative nature—poking fun at someone insufferably self-centered who always insists they're right. **"Unwept, Unhonored and Unsung"**: A series of absurdist character sketches (written by Arthur L. Lippmann) lampooning everyday types—incompetent professionals, unremarkable people, and minor annoyances. Examples include a tailor with poor work and someone who tells bedtime stories at the North Pole. **"Courteous Go-getter" cartoon**: Shows a shop scene where a man offers his seat to a woman—satire of exaggerated politeness or performative courtesy in commercial settings. The overall tone is light social satire targeting personality flaws and social pretensions rather than serious political commentary.
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“I¢’s a small world.” Unwept, Unhonored and Unsung HOOT a man and your name blos- soms forth in twenty-four point! Poison your wife and you are a National Fiend. Fickle fame woos only the spectacular. Thus has it been ever since Eve made apple- sauce with only one apple. But think of the many heroic citizens whose claims to distinction have hitherto been hidden under bushels, quarts and even pints. Actuated only by a sense of idealistic fairness, Jupce therefore presents the fol- lowing unsung heroes and heroines: The girl who dressed completely in an upper berth before her train reached the station. The bird who wears short under- wear all winter so as to be a rugged example of virility. Any father in any family. The stenographer whose boss has a harelip and stutters, The guy who tells bedtime stories at the North Pole where twilight lasts for six months, Myself. Yourself. The girl who didn’t want to dance with the Prince of Wales. The wife whose husband’s one tube set got ’Frisco one night two winters ago and who has been trying to pick them up again ever since. The man who designed the trick collars for General Dawes. DDR, wits “Hot Dog” eaters. The tailor who made Sir Walter Raleigh’s coat. The bird in the bush who man- aged to keep out of the hand. The girl who didn’t think filet mignon was fish when Frank took her out the first time. Many editors of humorous maga- zines. Most contributors to them, All readers. Arthur L. Lippmann pqMUSICAL Brust @& alee QUT PYORRHGEA ox gj VFODAY'S SLUSH DO“You KNOW How MUCH IT costs TO PUT COT THIS BLAKE Pay IT CHEERFULLY. Me I aM a being idolized by me, Of all earth’s creatures love I me the best; I crawl within myself, a welcome guest, And whisper of a world of snobbery; Myself laughs at my wit in repartee, Nor fails to point my own most subtle jest, I rise to eloquence at my request, And dramatize myself eternally; In argument I’m always on my side. My point of view is never wholly wrong; When others once in favor lose their place, I still have me, whatever may betide; 1 I even like to hear me sing a song, And find no great annoyance with my face. PF. A. Rad Sam—Jones is the proud father of agirl. Hamm—Wheu was it born? “Saturday morning.” “Just like a woman to show up on pay-day.” Funnybones “Some motorists seem to think that the Stop, Look: and Listen crossing sign is meant for the engineer.” ‘Fudge will pay $5 for cach one printed Covrtrous Go-cerrer—May I offer you this gentleman’s seat? comicbooks.com