Judge, 1930-04-19 · page 6 of 36
Judge — April 19, 1930 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains two unrelated pieces of satirical humor: **"Ignored Invitations"** (top): Arthur L. Lippmann's piece humorously warns "Cousin Gerald" about accepting an invitation to join a newspaper reporter for a nighttime boat adventure near the docks. The satire suggests that such invitations—offering excitement and thrills—often lead to trouble. The accompanying sketch shows two people in casual conversation. **"Prosperity Ahead"** (bottom): A corporate satire depicting a sales manager optimistically pitching a dubious product to his skeptical boss. The manager claims their product will "cure an ailment that practically everyone suffers from but doesn't know it" and promises a major sales campaign within weeks. The cartoon mocks corporate overconfidence and misleading marketing tactics of the era.
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Ignored Invitations “Go ready for a real theill! Cousin Gerald knows a newspaper re- porter who knows the captain of a rum runner, And this skipper has in- vited Gerald, you and me to be with him next Tuesday night when he runs in a cargo of hootch. His name is Captain Bogardus and he will pick us up at nine o'clock under the wharf, n Street. His boat is the You may recall it as that the coast guard nearly sent to the bottom during the pr Christmas rum business. This C tain Be too. The cargo next Tuesday will be valuable Scotch and Ry it’s almost certain we'll have a e skirmish with the coast guard. Wear a bullet- proof vest, if you can get one, and meet us at nine sharp under the old “7 didn’t know your child was destructi dock.” “He isn’t—we had a guest last night who showed us how to take the Artur L. Liresans caps off ginger-ale bottles without an opener.” Prosperity Ahead ite president called the sales-man- uger in and gave him a cold look. “T told you a month ago that some thing had to be done!” he snapped. “For the last six months sales have shown a steady decline! What are you going to d The sales-manager beamed. “Chief, we're going to do a record business this year “Well, you're optimistic, anyy the president, his stern gaze re laxing a little. “Why not?” asked the sales boss. “Our product is going to develop into a nation’s salvation in a few weeks!" “That sounds interesting.” “What would you say if eight-tenths of the United States” population be came regular customers of ours?” “M that would be marvelous, but how...” “Just watch me, chief. But I'll give you a little hint. Do you know that our research experts have discovered that our product will cure an ailment that practically everyone suffers from but doesn’t know ee “No! What is it?” The sales-manager scratched his head and sighed: “Well that's the only thing that's holding us up. But don't worry, chief. I'll think it up and give it a good trick name, and we'll start our campaign r—IWhere am I? within the next week or two.” He—Sorry, but I’m a stranger here myself. —Curet Jouxson 4 comicbooks.com