Judge, 1930-06-21 · page 5 of 36
Judge — June 21, 1930 — page 5: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains two unrelated items: **Top section ("Correct!")**: Brief satirical quips mocking various social groups—Indians, college graduates, climbers, and golf-ball manufacturers. These are topical one-liners typical of Judge's format. **Bottom section ("Qualified")**: A humorous story about Siko Sissons, a great explorer, interviewing a young man as a potential jungle expedition companion. The explorer warns of hardships and isolation, testing the applicant's resolve. The young man confidently accepts, claiming he's "been riding in rumble seats ever since they were invented"—implying casual modern recklessness qualifies him for serious adventure. The accompanying cartoon illustrates this: the applicant appears confident while fishing illegally in a hole, his wife behind him. The joke satirizes how unprepared modern youth are for genuine challenges, mistaking frivolous activities for genuine capability.
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Correct! Nowadays the only Indians who bite the dust are the ones who cat spinach. Colleges should give their gradu- ates, a start in life. They could at least tie their diplomas with shoe strings. Did you hear what happened to the Scot who went up in a glider? No- body else has either. And among those who prosper by the misfortunes of others are golf-ball manufacturers. And in these months that don’t con- Teacnen—Tell me, boy—iho was Brian Boru? tain “RR Brooklynites have to “He was the harp that once went through Tara’s Halls.” struggle along without any ersters. Qualified Sr Sissons, the great explorer, looked up as the door opened and a young man entered the room. Are you the explorer, Siko Sis- sons?” asked the young man eagerly. The explorer nodded his head and then spoke. “Did you come in an- swer to my ad for a man to ac pany me in my trip to the jungles “Yes, sir.” Sissons studied the young = man carefully, then slowly shook his head. “IT don’t believe you'll do.” he said. “Tm afraid the hardships of the trip would be too much for you. It wouldn't pay me to start out with a man who would fail.” “T can stand it, s asserted the applicant ¢ ly. “Won't you give me a chance After a moment's thought the ex- plorer said, “I'll tell you what to ex- pect, then if you still want to go, I'll take you. Is that all right?” The young man nodded. “All right. First your life will be in my hands. Wherever I go, you'll just have to follow blindly and trust me. You'll probably have no protec- tion from drenching rains or tropical sun. You'll have no communication with your friends. You'll find your- self in some horrible positions. No matter how rough the way, you'll have to grit your teeth and ha Do you still want to go?” The applicant's face lighted up cagerly. at's old stuff to me. I've been riding in rumble . seats ever since were invented.” “See here! It’s against the law to fish in ther . Anpnews “What d’ya mean fish—I'm teaching my wife to s comicbooks.com