Judge, 1931-01-03 · page 10 of 36
Judge — January 3, 1931 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Satire Analysis This page contains several pieces of early 20th-century American satire: **Employment Note:** Mocks Prohibition (the ban on alcohol) by joking that closing illegal stills will put "ten thousand joke writers back to work"—suggesting Prohibition itself is absurd enough to be comedic gold. References to "protection from the copse" (corrupt police) and "Christmas cigars" (likely code for smuggled alcohol) satirize widespread corruption during Prohibition enforcement. **Horse Salesman cartoon:** Depicts a salesman's aggressive pitch as excessive "spirit"—a pun on alcohol and enthusiasm, mocking both salesmanship tactics and Prohibition's failure to eliminate drinking culture. **Unsolicited Testimonials:** Parodies fake magazine endorsements for self-help courses. A man transforms from meek employee to aggressive executive through a "Success Through Speech" course, then threatens violence against the course creator. It satirizes both dubious mail-order self-improvement schemes and their exaggerated claims of transformation. The final quips mock Edison's fog-elimination device and Congressional incompetence—standard Judge fare.
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JUDGE Employment Note At last those schools for prohibition officers have opened. This will put at least ten thousand joke writers back to work. Well, at least the wolf at your door doesn’t say he's working his way through college. Prohibition agents recently raided a still in the New Jersey woods. Until then, it had been receiving protection from the copse. -—¢-—_—_"14 And the least the janitor could do would be to put a little coal in the furnace along with our Christmas cigars. Horse Satesman—There y’are. How's that for spirit? Unsolicited Testimonials W. J. Prescott, President, Success Through Speech Corp. Dear Sir: Before taking your course in “Success Through Speech” I was known to my colleagues and my boss as “The Rab bit.” Meek, mild, unoffensive, I rambled my way through happy days at the office and calm eveni Then Myra saw your coupon in a magazine and sent it away. Instead of winning odd change from my friends in the evening through bridge and poker I gave myself en- tirely into your hands and boned av zht after night py unti last I felt I was ready to win access Through Speech.” 1 stalked into the boss's office and in firm, loud tones, demanded a raise. I got it. I demanded some stock in the firm. He demurred, but finally I got that, too. Now I am a vice-president in the company and hold large stock, which is bouncing about the cellar positions on the curb, My wife is in Paris, or was, when last heard from, and my daughter married into one of Manhattan's oldest, and worst, f: ies. I myself was forced to hire a ‘ive cents, mister.” valet to care for my extensive wardrobe, and have never ‘But it's marked two cents.” known ypy moment since. “Yeh, but you don’t want to believe everything But you, my dear Mr. Prescott, have instilled in me a - you read in the papers, mister.” faith in magazine coupons which nothing can shatter. So yesterday I had my sec fessor M 3 tifie Offer Murder.” at home. tary send for Pro gan’s course in “Scicn- © Manly Art of Modified pect to complete in about a month and a half, and then Tam coming to call on you. With Professor Grogan’s expert training I hope to be abl to make you feel the full extent of my debtedness to you and your course. Determinedly yours, : Wier T. Mino - And Everything Else In our house it only takes one cook to spoil the broth. And if Mr. Edison succeeds in perfecting = a device that will eliminate fog, Congress “Have you anything on Parent Psychology?” should buy several of them right away. comicbooks.com