Judge, 1931-05-16 · page 6 of 36
Judge — May 16, 1931 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains humor columns and two cartoons satirizing early 20th-century American life. **Top cartoon** ("Grooms—Who invited that polo player?"): Shows a disheveled man at what appears to be a formal event, mocking social pretension and the intrusion of wealth-obsessed outsiders into exclusive circles. **"One Way" section**: Critiques traffic regulations and parking absurdities of the motorist era—one-way streets, no-parking zones, and contradictory rules that trap drivers. **Bottom cartoon**: Depicts an overcrowded car full of people heading to Europe, captioned "Something tells me that I'm going to live in Europe permanently!" This satirizes wealthy Americans' exodus abroad, likely referencing post-WWI expatriation trends when many Americans relocated to Europe, particularly Paris. The overall theme mocks modern inconveniences and social pretension.
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Groos—IWho invited that polo player? One Way O™ vay streets aren't the only one way things the motorist en- counters. ‘There's the one way argu- ment with the traffic or motor cop. And the one way to avoid receiving a ticket. There's the one way parking space—you can get in but you can't get out. Also, the one way rumble You can't get the same guests to ride both ways in it. Mayor Walker should remember that, while a man’s public life and private life are two separate and dis- tinct things, still Nero's fiddling was criticized. The brewers’ big horses won't run over me. And I wish I could feel as sure of the bootleggers’ trucks, Office Slogan Don't fire until you see the red ink on the books. Then there is the go-getter who has become a hitch-hiker. Of course he uses both thumbs. It’s easier to locate a job that's vacant these days than it used to be. All you have to do now is walk around until you sce a line and stand in it. —R. C. O'Brien Simile A short as a strip poker game be- tween Gandhi and a chorus girl. And then there was the Scotch box er who never trained the regular way, He just went out and called taxi dri- vers names. Joxes—There's the little girl I'd like to have cooking for me in a little bungalow out in the suburbs. Ssitu—Who is she? “My wife.” It’s annoying to discover that the call of the open road you are heeding is only another hitch-hiker asking for a lift. And sometimes a pedestrian, cross- ing the road, has the lights with him Dumb Dora is with us again. This time she wants to know if those peo- ple, North, East, South and West, never get tired of playing bridge. “Something tells me that I’m going to live in Europe permanently!” 4 comicbooks.com