Judge, 1926-01-30 · page 12 of 36
Judge — January 30, 1926 — page 12: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis for Modern Readers This is a humor column from the Prohibition era (1920s), mixing entertainment commentary with satire about the period's social changes. **Main Content:** The left column discusses theater trends—nightclubs increasingly resembling theaters and vice versa, featuring dancers like Moss and Fontana. It references specific Broadway shows ("Tip-Toes," "The Cocoanuts," "Young Woodley"). **Prohibition Satire:** The column jokes about creative illegal cocktails, mentioning "Water and Coca-Cola, half and half"—clearly implying spiked versions, as Prohibition made alcohol illegal. **"Willie Struts His Stuff":** This satirizes how popular culture (comic strips and newspapers) had replaced traditional education. Willie answers historical questions with references to cartoon characters—"Barney Google," "Happy Hooligan," "The Katzenjammers"—showing children learned from comics rather than schooling. **Bottom Cartoon:** A dark joke about a car accident: the driver caught a pedestrian to use as a spare tire, mocking both reckless driving and the era's callousness. The overall tone: sophisticated adults lamenting modern culture's deterioration.
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If all this talk about sleep being intoxicating is true, I’ve been about the soberest little fellow for the past month that Mr. Volstead could ask In fact I'm. starting a movement now to make the dinner jacket fashionable as office wear then I can dance right to work without changing my clothes! he Speaking of dancing, have you noticed how night clubish the theaters are becoming and vice It’s getting so it’s hard to tell which you're in... . . . rl Carroll started it with his “Vanities” and now we have the Casino de Paris atop the Century roof where you can smoke during the show and dance during inter- mission. . . = My suggestion is that you dance during the whole show : speaking again of dancing, have you seen Moss and Fontana do their “El Tango Tragico” at the Mirador? ..... It's one of the best things I've seen: ‘this, year outside” the theater. Haven't been able to get around to Charlot’s Rendez- vous yet but hear it’s very “hot.” —f— Prohibition has certainly done one It’s given us drink mixtures that the Haig Brothers themselves never thought of. . Everywhere you go some one has a new combination and if you get about much it’s rather trying! Here’s the last one, which they say is a certain well-known actress's favorite. Wated and Coca-Cola, half and not bad either! fp On my show list... . . “Sunn; “Tip-Toes” and “The Cocoanuts” head the revue list, while “Young Woodley,” “Craig's Wife” and “The Monkey Talks” top the drathatic column. > The Six Best “Steppers”: “Baby Talk Lady’’—(Hello Lola). “That Certain Feeling”’—(Tip- Toes). “Sweet Toes). “It’s a Great Little World” —(Tip- Toes). “You Follies). “Go South”—(Greenwich Follies). & Low Down"—(Tip- Have Me”—(Greenwich Willie Struts His Stuff may have acted too hastily in slaying little Willie, but any uncle would have done just as I did under the circumstance Willie was only seven. He'd re- ceived most of his education from the newspapers and comic supplement: “Willie, who were The Four Horse- men?” “Paul Revere, General Sheridan, the Prince o’ Wales and Barney Google,” he replied. “Who was responsible for Napo- leon’s downfall?” “I'm not sure, uncle, but probably it was Happy Hooligan or Boob Mc- Nutt.” “Do you know the two little Roman boys who were adopted by a wolf?” “Tt was Hans and Fritz Katzen- jammer, I guess.” “Who was Cicero?” “Mrs. Sapp’s boob husband.” “Do you know who wrote ‘Home Sweet Home?’” “Babe Ruth.” “Willie,” I said slowly, “think carefully before you answer this: What lady was it who robbed a man of his strength by cutting his hair?” Willie was silent for almost a minute. “I know,” he shouted, “I know that one, all right. But, say, that wasn’t a lady—that was his... ” I didn’t intend to hit him so hard. As he fell he whispered: “Was it Jiggs and Maggie you asked me Chet Johnson “Well, how's things Fred?” “Not bad—had a blowout this morning when I wasn’t carrying a spare, but fortunately I caught a pedestrian who fits quite nicely.” comicbooks.com