Judge, 1930-10-11 · page 8 of 36
Judge — October 11, 1930 — page 8: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page contains three pieces of humor commentary on early 20th-century American life. **"News Item" (top left):** A satirical dialogue mocking gas station attendants who upsell customers on unnecessary services like telegrams and oil treatments. The joke critiques aggressive sales tactics at service stations. **"John Redhill's" cartoon (center):** Depicts a chaotic traffic scene with multiple cars piled up, captioned "Put back them cigarettes—you dirty crook!" The cartoon likely satirizes reckless driving or traffic violations, possibly suggesting distracted driving or road rage. **"Strictly Business" (right):** A corporate satire where a boss dismisses an employee's request for help with a destitute friend, insisting "business is business." This critiques workplace callousness and the era's rigid professional attitudes toward charity. All three pieces target perceived social failings through humor.
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News Item Gas stations to handle telegrams Y" ® tank is all filled up, sir. Cheek your oil thanks; oil’s all oka ater in the radiator E “Perhaps you'd like to send a telegram, sit?” “Send a telegram? What kind of a telegram “A Western Union telegram. A Western Union-Richelair Oil telegram, sir. If you can't think of a message, I've a little booklet of them here to aid you. We have messages for all occasions,” “Lemme see, now, my sister's birthday’s today. What have you the way of a birthday greeting to a sister?” “Here's a nice little one: ‘Many happy returns of the day to dear sister stop have you ever tried Richclair motor oil question mark.’ There's a special ten-word rate on that, too. Or, ‘Happy birthday stop may your life run as smoothly as a Richclair gasoline-filled engine.’ Or this one, but it is a trifle racy for a sister:‘Greetings from a Richclair station stop hope you are well oiled today’—Hey! Whatza big idea! Tryin’ t’ kill somebody, starting off t «+ Cripes! he run off without paying me for th’ 's the way with some people. Accommodate them, and they run all over you!” —Ep Granam “Put back them cigarettes—you dirty crook!” 6 JUDGE “Come, dear, let's bustle along!” Strictly Business J: P. (‘Haro-Boireo”) Hammond, czar of the door-knob industry, entered his private office and rang for his assistant. “Good morning, Mr. Hammond,” said the eager young man. “I trust you had a good night's rest.” “Quit the sentiment and let’s get down to business. What's first?” “A letter from Mrs. Bentley, wife of our former Ohio salesman. She says he is still out of work and sh: begs you to help them, di they are titute. A very touching case.” “Throw her letter into the waste basket. Business is business, Let them work out their own salvation.” “Miss Palmer, filing clerk, respect fully requests a two weeks’ leave of absence to have her tonsils removed “Tell her she’s fired if she leaves now. Busy season. Not responsib! for people's tonsils.” “The Hamilton-Tompkins Company asks you not to underbid them on the new Gargantuan Trust Building job They say they'll go to the wall if they lose that contract.” “Let ’em bust. Business is busi ness. Anything else?” Here are the floor plans fo: our new offices in the Futura Building Eighteen thousand square feet. Das and night elevator service. Cross ven ation. Marvelously located on th thirteenth floor.” “What! The thirteenth floor! Turn it down. Do you think I want to put the jinx on this company forever!” —Arrtucr L, Lippmann comicbooks.com