Judge, 1928-03-03 · page 11 of 36
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# "Conversation Under the Radio Influence" This satire mocks how radio programs had become so ubiquitous in 1920s American life that people used them as time references instead of clocks. The conversation shows two men describing their evening entirely in terms of radio show schedules—"half past the Shultz Sausage Hour," "quarter to the Romany Revelers Period," "eight past the Night Hawks Frolic"—making their social calendar absurd and radio-dependent. The lower cartoons offer additional period humor: one about a man throwing bowling balls indoors (captioned "Why there are no domestic fatalities in the homes of baseball catchers"—playing on a catcher's reflexes), and a joke about a woman confusing "plasterer" with "bootlegger" (referencing Prohibition-era slang). The satire targets radio's grip on American leisure time and culture during the medium's explosive popularity.
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