Judge, 1930-03-22 · page 12 of 36
Judge — March 22, 1930 — page 12: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis **Main Cartoon ("Taxi, mister, taxi!")**: Shows a man descending by parachute toward two taxis on a street. The joke appears to satirize reckless urban transportation—the man is choosing an absurdly dangerous method (parachute) over normal taxis, possibly mocking either taxi drivers' reputations for wild driving or the desperation of finding transportation. **"When You Say That—Smile!" section**: A collection of backhanded insults and awkward social comments (forgetting someone's face, calling someone fat, insulting their book). The satire targets insincere social politeness—people say cutting remarks while pretending friendliness, hence "smile" while delivering the insult. **"Ignored Invitations"**: Parodies pompous corporate testimonial dinners. The invitation for a minor bureaucrat's honor banquet lists mediocre entertainment (boys' band, glee club) while requesting $20 attendance fees—satirizing how organizations mask obligation as honor. **Bottom cartoon**: Shows a crashed car in a ditch, captioned about a man who ran out of gas and forgot his wife was with him—a joke about marital neglect during crisis.
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JUDGE When You Say That—Smile! “Few do you do, Mrs. Smith? Do you know I never would have d you if your husband hadn't introduced us again, because you don't seem to look did a few nights Texas Guinan’s.” recog the same as you when we met at > go to the Automat after that little blonde you're rry is just playing you for a sucker.” “Aren't you putting on a littl weight, honey? “You're just the type who ought to wear a John Barrymore collar, old man, “Listen, I got a swell tip on the market for you.” “I read your book and think it's terrible.” “Hey, you big bum, what do you think you're doing running that blank blank ‘truck into my car and bending my fender?” “Well now, officer, couldn't we set tle out of court?” —C. C. Pulling all the teeth may not cure all diseases, but it will prevent peopl: from talking about them, | i | Dora says she supposes the Com | munists staging demonstrations it “Tari, mister, taxi!” because there aren't enough seats for ] i Hl } hie = = ll of them on the 5:35 trains. Ignored Invitations Yon twenty-seven years Rufus J. Maplegrove has been our fifth as- sistant inspector of loft building cle- qi vators. To honor him for the faith- bit) ful performance of these exacting eit dutics, we are giving him a testimonial i dinner next Saturday night at the | Athletic Club. Of cours i } dent admirer of this unselfish public hil servant, you will want to be present at his banquet. aS an ar- ong the speakers j will be Alder Patrick Weevillip, #)) Joe Schmutz, our beloved truant offi- | congressman and two county i The committe nging i a fine entertainment, which will in- i clude the Boys’ Band of P. S. 137, the p Post Office Clerks’ Glee Club and Miss ) a plate, and we're looking forward ptance by return mail.” The man who ran out of gas and forgot he was with his own x | i Perkins, the gifted soprano in. the | County Clerk's office. The cost is only f to your i —Antiucer L. Lippmann | 10 1 j comicbooks.com