Judge, 1926-02-06 · page 4 of 36
Judge — February 6, 1926 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains several humorous pieces targeting Greenwich Village bohemian culture. The main cartoon shows a village artist and a visitor viewing modernist artwork—likely cubist or abstract work—with the artist's dismissive caption suggesting the painting is intentionally destructive ("I guess I'll have to destroy this"). The satire mocks both pretentious modern art and the Village's artistic scene. The poem "I Like Greenwich Village" by Homer Croy affectionately catalogs the neighborhood's bohemian attractions: cigarettes, gin, bad food, and "a picture of Freud," suggesting Village residents' interest in psychoanalysis. Other pieces (the pirate poem, "Krazy Kracks," and the robin cartoon) are lighter humor pieces. Overall, the page satirizes 1920s-era Greenwich Village as a trendy destination for posturing intellectuals and artists.
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I Like Greenwich Village I LIKE Greenwich Village. I like Greenwich Village, be- cause once or twice a year I have country cousins come to town and I have to show them the Village, as they call it. They adore places with “color” and “atmosphere” and so I Lf take them to where there is y Cigarette smoke ] hh And bad gin fh And worse food i H And an ukulele P| if And a picture of Freud ] i And a waiter who has a studio ] i and they go back to Iowa, happy and If it hadn't been for the Village they would have stayed two weeks. T like Greenwich Village. We New Yorkers couldn't get along without it. Homer Croy Oscar Wilde” “Oscar Wilde the tand is play- ing.” What's a Coincidence? I A man and his wife are both cross-eyed and they have a cross- eyed child, that’s not a coincidence. But if they have a cross-eyed dog, that’s a coincidence. R. C. O'Brien Vitiace Artist—I guess I'll have to destroy this. Wire—Why? “The milkman knew what it was.” Tc Aelia ae Walking the Plank Steak (Dedicated to a pirated edition of a Greenwich restaurant) He was a pirate bold, A buccaneer fierce to see; As I stepped in the pirate hold He snatched my hat from me. And he pointed with sinister thumb A table out to me: Yo, ho, ho—and a bottle of rum! I ordered a pot of tea. FUNNYBOVES The merry Villagers don’t spell it marryl eae ‘udge pays $5 for each one printed The first robin comes to Washington Square. comicbooks.com