Judge, 1929-07-06 · page 5 of 36
Judge — July 6, 1929 — page 5: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains two distinct pieces: **Top Section:** A space-travel timetable by Arthur L. Lippmann showing fictional interplanetary schedules to Venus, Jupiter, Mars, Saturn, Uranus, and Neptune, with arrival times and symbolic notations. This is light satirical sci-fi humor about future space travel—then purely fantastical. **Bottom Section:** A six-panel comic strip titled "Of All Things!" by Chet Johnson depicting a drugstore interaction. A customer brings an unidentifiable object to a pharmacist/druggist asking what it is. The item mystifies everyone—the boss, other customers, even the original seller. The joke's punchline hinges on the object's inscrutability and the absurdist humor of a mysterious item ending up in a drugstore, typical of early 20th-century observational comedy about everyday confusion. Both pieces represent Judge's mix of speculative humor and relatable domestic comedy.
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