Judge, 1927-11-12 · page 25 of 36
Judge — November 12, 1927 — page 25: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page from the satirical magazine **Judge** contains humorous short jokes and a cautionary song mocking college culture and social pretensions. The main content is a song about "Jonathan Cassidy Paterson Good," a student who attended college and abandoned his wholesome, abstemious lifestyle for drinking whiskey "straight." The satire targets college corruption—the implicit message being that higher education ruins young men's moral character, turning disciplined youths into drunks who "cannot walk the way he drinks." Supporting jokes mock: - **Piano lessons** (pretentious middle-class aspiration) - **"Amateur Gentlemen"** (shallow social climbing based on preferences for "bleached blondes") - **College prestige** (a "shoe college" being "higher than Oxford"—absurdist deflation of academic hierarchy) - **Student excess** (a student sleeping through aeronautics class) The cartoons illustrate these themes visually. Overall, the page satirizes Gilded Age anxiety about education's failure to maintain Victorian morality and the gap between middle-class pretensions and actual behavior.
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Little Girl—I'm sorry I dis- obeyed you again, Mother! Mother—Oh, nevermind! —Cixcixnati Cynic y, listen—if you took les- sons for three years, maybe you could) play the piano f as well as you think you can play it now if you thought you played it twice as well as you think you do now—maybe. —Texas Rancer Under the head Gas Over- comes Girl While Taking Bath,” the following appears in a local paper: “Miss Cecelia M. Jones owes her life to the watchfulness of Joel Colley, elevator boy, and Rufus Bacon, janitor.” —Georce Wasuincton Guost A Dirty Underhanded Game. —Kansas Sovr Owi “What's an Amateur Gentle- “A guy that prefers bleached blondes.” —ILuiinois Siren “Hey, d’ya know Ida?” “Ida who “T dunno. —Onto Stare Sun Diar Song (Tune: “That Old Gang 0’ Mine.”) Jonathan Cassidy Paterson Good Lived far from the bor—der. He ate no food but wholesome food And drank no drink but wa—ter. He went to college, rah! rah! rah! And_ now it’s sad to state He eats his rations raw! raw! raw! And drinks his whiskey straight. Chorus He drinks his whiskey straight, He drinks his whiskey straight, He cannot walk the way he drinks, For he drinks his whiskey straight. —Sewanee Mountain Goat pleasant for either of yez!” that week-kneed little midget? wife in the dressing-room. “Hear of shoe college?” “It’s higher than Oxford.” M. I. 'T. Voo Doo I, Pat, how are ye these mighty bad, sure; ’tis in’ me in th’ face!” It can’t be —Toronto Gosiin Human Skeleton Where's Fat Man—He’s bearding his —Pirr Pantuer Onxe—How come the flow- ers? Two—They’re for Joe; he fell asleep during an aero- nautics exam. Navy Los comicbooks.com