Judge, 1928-05-05 · page 8 of 36
Judge — May 5, 1928 — page 8: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains three distinct satirical pieces: **Top Cartoon**: A man purchases miniature garden tools while wearing a hat and overalls, joking he's "cultivating two window bores"—a pun on window boxes, satirizing pretentious urban gardening. **Middle Cartoon**: Depicts a New York politician practicing different ethnic dialects and accents while campaigning in foreign immigrant districts. He's shown adopting exaggerated speech patterns ("Ah wassa matter," "Leesen mine friend") to appeal to voters in various ethnic neighborhoods. This mocks politicians' pandering to immigrant communities through stereotyped dialect mimicry. **Right Column**: "The One Bad Feature" critiques radio's addictive quality—listeners can't turn it off, even late at night, making it impossible to escape. Below that, a brief dialogue plays on the phrase "marble halls," suggesting an old-fashioned, aristocratic tone. The page satirizes early 20th-century urban life: superficial consumption, political opportunism targeting immigrants, and modern technology's grip on behavior.
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JUDGE “Yes, this hat and overalls are fine—and now have you any miniature garden tools, you see I’m cultivating two window bores.” ‘A MATTER. WID'A RTIE ¢ I TELLA You IT SOITENLY 7A PLASURE — Aft TABBERS, wr ‘tL LICK EW ALL —_—” New York politician, who has to campaign in different foreign districts, practicing up various dialects. LEESEN MIE FRIEND, True to the Grand Old Tradition On a sixth-story ledge of the burning hotel crouched Mike Flippo and Joe Floppo, of the vaudeville robatic team — of Flippo & Floppo. Lurid: lames leaped up at them. Ten feet away was the ledge of another building, and safety. Far below them 10,000 people peered upward with wide eyes and gasping breath, ‘There was silence ay Mike Flippo peered over the le rs an’ gentul- Howed. “With your . my partner an’ me is goin’ to attempt the most | difficult’ feat ever performed on any I thank you!” oe!" hissed Mike. flops to make * then do it the third tim And, true to the ancient and honorable traditions of their pro fession, they shouted: “Allez!", jumped and missed the other ledge by two feet. —Cuet Jounson The One Bad Feature Radio is ce inly a wonderful source of pleasure and entertain- ment. We listen in every night. When we're away we miss a con- cert occasionally, but when we are home—never. Concerts, fights, entertainers, bands; we get the best. We are kept informed too of the news of the day. In. short, everything that is broadcast we get. We sit late listening in. We might as well. Sometimes when it gets very late we retire and listen in wh in bed. We don't turn the radio off. And that’s the bad feature. We can't turn it off. We can't climb across the airshaft.—R. C. O. “Good morning, knave. heard the Fire-Plug Song?" “Nay, varlet. How goeth it?” “Hydrant [ dwelt in marble halls.” Hast comicbooks.com