Judge, 1926-12-18 · page 13 of 36
Judge — December 18, 1926 — page 13: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Satire Analysis This page spoofs the identity mystery surrounding "Judge, Jr.," a sophisticated gossip columnist. The author humorously denies being Judge Jr., clarifying that Ray Perkins (a real songwriter and man-about-town) writes the column, not him—despite widespread speculation that everyone from Calvin Coolidge to actor Lon Chaney might be behind the pseudonym. The lower section is a costume sketch for the "Pirate's Ball," a high-society event in 1920s New York. It depicts various fashionable attendees in pirate-themed attire with satirical labels like "The Tragedy Chanty" and character names. The satire targets 1920s celebrity gossip culture and the public's obsession with unmasking anonymous columnists. The pirate-ball sketches mock fashionable society's theatrical self-presentation. The Pirate's Ball appears to have been an actual social event, making this both entertainment commentary and society-page coverage typical of Judge magazine's satirical approach.
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JUDGE AIG: “Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest* Yo Ho an’ a bottle 0’ rum!” “I'm not saying who the dead man was, or who the fifteen other fellers were, but the bird that made the sketch of me down below is trying to belittle me, I can see that!..... the Pirate’s Ball, due to old anyway Don Dickerman a huge sue- ‘ they tell me it all the celebs in town were there, they tell me, and By Golly, I lost my good Knox hat! ... . as Har- ry Dart says, “It's damn seldom where my hat is! . the Ritz was all decorated up like Mrs. horse, the of the ing pira‘ +. anyway, as I always say, it was a consider- able occasion ..... they tell me..... next week—the Author’s League Show (Advt.). Everybody from Cal Coolidge to Lon Chaney has been suspected of being Judge, Jr., and only the other day I picked up a paper and read the surprising statement that Ray Per- kins, well-known song writer and man about town, was conducting a sophisticated column for JupGE un- der the tag “Judge, Jr.”!... . which compels me to disclose a terrible secret to my dear public ..... Tean't play the piano, or a ukulele, not even a mouth organ, and people tell me that my singing sounds like the new moo cow klaxons ..... that bird you used to hear on the radio was Ray Perkins, but he’s never had anything to do with this page and he’s not Judge, Jr.! pe A lad that signs himself Van Feelin of Vanderbilt College (That's down in Ten Ten Tennessee) is evidently jealous no end of the publicity Van Phelan of Havvrd is getting and pops a letter at me that is very amus- i “Down here, Junior, we play ‘Sniff-or-Snifter-—a foursome starts out PLUS one quart of likker, and at the end of each hole the win- ner takes a ‘S ifter’ and the losers (Continwed on page 26) NN BH CRUE RE ated KR | NE Dore - \% Holi] re cis fi. “BENBROK * CRIGINAL GOLD “DIGGER AN? “REARRE” - 0 “DE MoBLsSt DUCCANEER OF Tem ALL —— eS ue FRWke GVW WATUING “Wi NS lL comicbooks.com