Judge, 1927-11-26 · page 8 of 36
Judge — November 26, 1927 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine: "Some Letters to Santy" This page satirizes famous public figures' Christmas wishes through mock letters to Santa Claus. The humor lies in contrasting each person's public image with their supposed desires: **Mussolini** requests military equipment and a Napoleon suit—mocking fascist ambitions for conquest and grandiose self-image. **Jack Dempsey** (heavyweight boxing champion) wants a movie camera instead of sports gear—suggesting celebrity obsession with film. **Henry Ford** humorously asks for "a couple more billion dollars and an aeroplane"—satirizing his already vast wealth and industrial empire. **Gene Tunney** (boxer/Dempsey rival) requests modest shoes and a book—presenting himself as cultured and humble. **Calvin Coolidge** wants "something nice and quiet" and no running around—poking fun at his famously taciturn, inactive presidency. **Al Smith's** cryptic letter ("You know what I want. You know me") remains unclear without additional context. The cartoon below shows a family Christmas scene, reinforcing the domestic holiday theme.
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[ 7 | Santa Cravs: 1 Send me soldiers, cannons | and a Napoleon suit. Mvssouini Dear Santa Cravs: | Don’t bring me any more darn boxin’ gloves, or socks, or belts, or colored lights or sing- ing birds. All I want now is a little moving picture machine. Jack Dempsey 1 Dear Mr. Santa Crav | I’ve said a lot of very bad things this year, but I’ve been a good boy and apologize for them all. This Christmas I'd like a brand new model auto- mobile and a couple more billion dollars and a aeroplane to play with. Yours truly, Hank Foro | S. Cravs, Esg., | North Pole, | Dear Sir: | Th ar I should greatly ap- | preciate a pair of running shoes and a book. With kindest re- | gards from myself and all my friends in Greenwich, I remain Sincerely yours, ENE TUNNEY Dear Santa Cravs: | You know what I want. You | know me. - Av SitH | Some Letters to Santy Dear Santa Cravs: | I’ve been a good boy all | and haven't said a single th | to make anybody mad. Please | don’t bring me any cowboy hats, or Indian suits, or fishing poles, ‘cause, believe me, I’ve got enough of them. If you please, | Mr. Santa, I’d like’ something | nice and quiet as I don’t want | to do any running this year. Yours truly, Carvin Coorince P. S.—The electric horse you brought me last Christmas isn’t working very well. comicbooks.com