Judge, 1927-05-21 · page 29 of 36
Judge — May 21, 1927 — page 29: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains humor pieces satirizing 1920s American life, alongside a Hotel Cleveland advertisement. The jokes mock contemporary social issues: Prohibition-era drinking ("stewed to the gills"), reckless driving and traffic enforcement, and young people's dating behavior. The "For Shame" section criticizes younger generations for casual romantic "swapping"—suggesting moral decline among youth. One joke plays on the double meaning of "bag" (luggage vs. complaint), while another uses the "springs" pun about tough chicken meat. The cartoon-style drawings are simple line illustrations accompanying brief comedic dialogues, typical of Judge's satirical format. References like "Russia" and "Reds" likely allude to post-WWI anxieties about communism or soldiers' wartime experiences. The Hotel Cleveland advertisement occupies the right side, emphasizing modern amenities and hospitality—a stark contrast to the satirical, cynical humor dominating the rest of the page. This juxtaposition was standard in Judge's editorial layout.
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“What did you do in Russia?” “Oh, bombed around with some Reds!” —Penn Stare Frosu Hot—I hear you were arrested last night for driving under the influence of liquor. Tamale—Yes, my wife was stewed to the gills. —Lemon Bore Immanvet, the Brave Tore- ador—Ah, Senorita, tonight I will steal beneath your balcony and sing you a sweet serenade. Co Lo, the Beautiful Senorita—Do. And I will drop you a flower. Immanuet—4Ah, ment of mad love? ConsvELLo—No, in a pot. —Passinc Suow in a mo- Drivers License Officer —What do you mean by going sixty miles an hour through this town? Husband—Why, you—*— !|—* i Wife (helpfully)—Don't pay ttention to him, officer. He’s —Brown Jve Grocery Music The new vegetable song—"In a Little Spinach Town.” The new meat song— nite You Bologna Me.” —Nesraska Awawan ‘Coypes! may dt these uncon bays arent chk ablock fill of vy ® Yat Recorp For Shame Here, boys and girls, is a gay one which shows the indelicacies of our younger set. It seems that Charlie, “swapping” wanton ones with one Jennie, a soda clerk with a past, when the stillness of the night was pierced by the follow- ing conversation: “Jennie, gal,” solicited Charlie, “do you know that the girl I am having up for the Hop weighs 200 Ibs.? “What a heavy week-end bag,” drawled Jennie, tossing off an other sarsaparilla sody. What is the younger generation coming to? —Penn Strate Frori "29, was 244 “Yeh,” moaned the old-timer, dining in a restaurant, ‘“‘yeh, this is a spring chicken all right. I just bit into one of the springs.” —Kansas Sour Own Welcome! eT eae CLEVE- LAND is a friendly place. Of course it has all the conveniences and refinements you properly expect of the most modern hotel in a city, but —what we believe is more important —it has a hearty, genuine welcome for every guest, and an honest desire to see to it that you have a comfortable, thoroughly enjoy- able stay here. Hotel Cleveland is conven- ient to all parts of the city. Every room with private bath. Servidor service; floor clerks. Room rates begin at $3. DUARE _CLEVELAN WU [EVELAND comicbooks.com