Judge, 1930-02-22 · page 4 of 36
Judge — February 22, 1930 — page 4: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page The page contains two distinct pieces: **Top illustration ("Hey! Cut out th' slidin', ain't git busy!"):** Shows people sliding down a snowy rooftop of a tenement building. The satire appears to target urban poverty and unsafe living conditions, depicting working-class recreation as dangerous improvisation on dilapidated housing. **"I Know a Girl" article:** A humorous anecdote about a girl's misconceptions of Western culture—confusing rodeos with theatrical spectacle, misidentifying horse equipment (thinking a ".45 is old enough to be classified as a horse"). The humor relies on urban naivety about frontier life. **"Statistic" section:** Brief satirical commentary on railroad/bus mergers, traffic safety, and New York social life—typical period concerns about modernization and urban congestion. The overall tone is gentle mockery of contemporary social observations.
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JUDGE I Know a Girl~ - - ite thinks that a pinto is a sort of a cape-like raincoat, that Kit Carson prize-fighter, and that a Colt .45 is old enough to be classed as a horse; but she says she’s simply fascinated by the glamour of the West. I found out all this the night I took her to the Rodeo, She was surprised when we got there because she said she'd always thought a rodeo show was where they exhibited the newest types of loud speakers and things like that. When the men started riding the bucking broncos she said she'd never seen such an appalling display of poor horsemanship in all her life; that you'd think they'd practise a little before making a public display of themselves. She wanted me to de- mand my money back. I explained it all to her, telling her she was seeing real brones in « She told me she had a brother Bronx who could sit a horse better than these men; that her brother rode around the park every week and never fell off. She thinks a heifer is a gentle breeze, that a ranch is a tool used for fixing monkeys, and that stam- peding is collecting stamps. While we were walking around dur ing intermission she saw a sign which said, “This Way to the Corral,” at said, “Come on, let's look at it, but don’t think you have to buy me any because pink is not becoming to me, and besides I still have the necklace my grandmother gave me and I never “Hey! Cut out th’ slidin’, an’ get busy!” wear it.” —Carnont Cannon Statistic Enough cotton is raised in the South to stuff the ears of everybody who ever had to listen to songs about that part of the country. Recently there have been several big mergers of railroads and buses — especially at crossings. One way to get plenty of exercise is to forget where you park your car. Of course, we'll never know, but we do think that the only thing worse than Bre y night life are the nov- els written about it. About this time of year we start thinking about our approach shots 7 and one of the best is: “Gee, that’s a We have bullet-proof vests and bullet-proof cars, but what we need swell moon, isn’t it?” now is an auto-proof coat. comicbooks.com