Judge, 1929-11-16 · page 6 of 36
Judge — November 16, 1929 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Page This page contains three separate humor pieces satirizing early 20th-century urban life: **"Nautical"**: Mocks ocean liner safety, comparing ships to "dreadnoughts or destroyers"—likely referencing naval arms-race anxieties of the pre-WWI era. **"The Subway Song"**: Jokes about New York City subway culture and personal grooming habits, suggesting men's vanity and the challenges of maintaining appearance in urban conditions. **"Helping Hands"**: A dialogue about a woman's bad hair day and salon solutions. The humor centers on women's expectations versus reality regarding permanent waves—a newly popular 1920s-30s beauty treatment. **Bottom cartoon**: Shows a man proposing marriage but asking "can you hoof?"—suggesting the woman's dancing ability matters as much as commitment, satirizing shallow courtship values. The page reflects Jazz Age social commentary on modern manners and commercialism.
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JUDGE The man who paints the green lines, to follow in the subway, lets his paint-pot drop. Nautical When a taxi just floats around and its driver is looking for somebody to pick up, it’s. a cruiser. At other times taxis seem more like dreadnaughts or destroyers. —R. C. O'Brien In defense of Grover Whalen, it is only fair to say that welcom- ing and protecting Distinguished Guests is just as important as finding out who killed the others. The Subway Song Can't help shovin’ that man! sentence with the word ‘cig- life if you don’t “So you want to marry my daughter—can you hoof?” Helping Hands When the permanent hasn't quite waved. “Well, why did you go to Louis Philippe when’ you might have gone to Philippe Louis? You could do a better job yourself with a hot shoe-horn and a yard of hay-wire “Of course, they sometimes look better after a week or two. But I don’t know about this one, my dear. I—don't—know.” “Oh, don’t cry about it now. Why, you can keep your hat on practically everywhere today, and nobody will sce.” “Tell you what you might do: get it cut off short, kind of shingly-looking, and then oil it— t? I'm not trying to be a_comedi Of course, if you can't be good-natured about it. “Well, some hair simply won't take a permanent. Emile ad- mitted that to me himself once. And I 1, ‘Well, why do you take money from girls when the wave is no good?’ But he just Jaughed—he's a card, he is!” —Stantey Jones comicbooks.com