Judge, 1930-05-10 · page 11 of 36
Judge — May 10, 1930 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains three distinct pieces of early 20th-century American humor: **"Baseball Has Its Kibitzers"**: A dialogue between a struggling baseball player (Mac) and a critical spectator (Fred). The satire targets armchair critics who heckle athletes from the grandstand, offering unsolicited advice and blaming the umpire. The cartoon shows a fan threatening to hit the umpire with a beer bottle—mocking how worked-up fans become over the game. **"Letters from a Modern Collegian"**: A letter from college student Horace to his father requesting more money. The satire mocks wealthy collegians' frivolous spending on poker, late-night parties, and luxury items like bracelets. References to "Corona Coronas" (cigars) and contract negotiations suggest he's also pursuing show business aspirations. **Bottom Cartoon**: Shows a reckless driver in a convertible with a tire or brake-related device hanging from the car "in case of emergency"—satirizing dangerous driving practices and mechanical negligence among motorists. The overall theme is American excess and poor judgment across social classes.
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JUDGE Baseball Has Its Kibitzers tare to say this, Mac, but it looks to me like you've ne into a bad shinp. You were pretty fair during rst two or three games of the season, but nowadays ow're just naturally missing ‘et a mile.” Yeah, [know it, Pred. 1 realize [haven't hit one for » couple of weeks. Tin gonna try to do better from now on. It's time you heard several things, Mac. You've got cet that arm of yours under control, see? You've been throwing wild.” Yeah, VM admit that. But onna prove to vou that Tecan. If you'd thrown that last o ould be out. just wait, Pred—I'm well, th crandstand. is straight— But now everybody in the siving you the razz. Take my advice, man, and snap out goin’ to, T tell you, Just wait a minute, Fred. Be + as soon as this pop bottle is empty, PI show you oud all the other fans Tecan hit that punk umpire just like Fused to hit ‘em !" Orsonxn Ronpins Letters from a Modern Collegian han Pavivers 1 received D mnoney this morning pur Jetter and your request: for more T hope that you are not taking to Corona Coronas agit iven up those all-night: poker parties. Pean't stand p rards all night, especially if he has an implicit faith i bility to fill inside straights. 1 alse heard from Mother this morni Tell her to and order the bracelet, but to Tam busy w of Princeton, wow, week before for five straights. smoking those ind that you have A man of your his « rking Prince to be a ture, id from all indications it's to ask Goldberg for a thous: I renew my contract. hundred, but do be Tam enclosing ac careful about those inside Your loving son, Horace. “No, [ain't much for style, but 1 certain'y would never show meself in them pajamas! “Say, son, what's that thing hanging over there for?” “Well, the brakes haven't been holding lately, and I just carry that to throw out in case of an emergency.” comicbooks.com