Judge — May 7, 1927 — page 34: what you’re looking at

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“I do not agree your right to say it.” In Mr. McAdoo’s Behalf My dear Juvor: I have had the very doubtful pleasure of reading your editorial re: Mr. William G. McAdoo—a gentle- man who knows little and cares less about the likes of me perhaps than even self—since I am at least a prospective buyer of your sheet and Mr. McAdoo hasn't even that interest me. Yet I feel that even at this distance, physically and metaphori- cally, I am compelled to say some- thing. When, in the name of Pete, did it become a high crime in politics for a candidate to espouse the same cause and platform on which he appeared at a previous election, even one held four years before and even after he was beaten on that platform? The thing that makes the waters more murky is that you seem to be so strong a supporter of Mr, Al Smith for doing precisely that same thing. Or do you so rabidly and vitrioli- cally attack Mr. McAdoo because he has smoked out the old standards and held them up so that the whole y ple could see that there is the same difference now as then between the two leading lights of the party? And this to the very evident discomfort of your Mr. Smith, who would have been never so pleased as to have let sleep- ing dogs and issues lie. Of course we understand that the world probably would be a flat bit of nothing in space were it not for Mr. Al Smith and Mr. Johnny Walker —or Jimmie—whichever it is, but at least we are wriggling painfully along without them down here, and here’s a prediction that we'll just keep on doing so and not even bat an eyelash when that friend of Mr. McAdoo’s puts a hand upon the old Bible and repeats “their immortal words,” even if that one should be the wild and woolly Jim Reed or a very certain Mr. from Georgia named George —. Thanks, T. B. Norris y= Birmingham, Ala. February 27, 1927. A Paean! Dear Juver: Some say it with flowers, Some say it with sweets, Some say it with kisses, And say it with eats; Some say it with jewelry And say it with drink, But W. M. has the nerve To say it with ink. Yours for more, Jupce. H. P. C. Medford, Ore. February 24, 1927. ith a werd that you say, but I will defend to the death —VOLTAIRE A Perelman Fan Dear Juver: As criticizing your excellent maga- zine seems to be quite the thing, let me throw a few bouquets and inci- dentally a brickbat. Mr. James E. Ryder of Williams- port, Pa., whose letter was published in the February 12th issue of Jupor, gives me a pain. He flays (in no doubt what he thinks is a very clever, breezy style) the wood cuts and fairy tales by S. J. Perelman. Who is he, I ask you, to render such criticism? Doesn't every word of his (Mr. Ryder’s) letter denote a pathetic at- tempt to be funny? I personally think Perelman to be in a class by himself as a humorous writer, and his wood cuts are very clever. Mr. Houghton’s editorials are su- perb and his movie criticisms are ex- cellent. But please, dear editor, have Judge, Jr., stop his’too prolific use of that damned “no-end” phrase and to stop imitating the style of O. O. McIntyre, with his jumbled phrases separated by rows of dashes. As for Judgette —thumbs down!! She should be spanked and sent back to dear old 4 Vassar, or did she ever go to school at all? Why not cut her out entirely and have a column or so of book re- views instead? And why have you ceased to print the cartoons by Milt Gross? He is good, and yet you have allowed the newspaper syndicate to grab him and cash in on his work. Hoping you will have Judgette shot at sunrise, I will close. Yours truly, John L. Bell in there and pitch, Dear Jvvor: It is incone tieth century men should be branded with infamy and excommunicated from society with such stupid and vicious attacks as have been made upon Judge Lindse; his expres- vable that in the twen- sion concerning mar I do not know whether the famed jur- ist is correct or not, as time alone will decide, but I am unalterably opposed to the methods that have been used to abolish his books from the libra and schools and could never sanction the castigation which has been his lot. Judge Ben Lindsey will live in mind and heart long after his bitter- est critics have ceased to exist, and his services in behalf of humanity will be appreciated in the centuries that are to come. Genius never dies. It is immortal. With every good wish for your health and happiness, and again thanking you for your courageous stand upon this momentous ques- tion, I am Jacob Moidel Warren, Ohio RYE ae {ta SL" ee Tracepy 1n Humsie Lire “T can’t read the tabloids since I lost my adenoids!” 32 EDWARD LANGER PRINTING CO., JAMAICA, N.Y." comicbooks.com