Judge, 1931-06-13 · page 9 of 36
Judge — June 13, 1931 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains three satirical pieces mocking Prohibition-era America and contemporary politics: **"Boola Boola, Ella Boole!"** (by Roger Allen): A mock graduation address to Ohio Wesleyan University's first Prohibition studies class. The satire skewers Prohibition by having the speaker joke about students studying "Advanced Gin," referencing the Wickersham Report (a notorious federal investigation of Prohibition enforcement failures), and praising "raiding" skills. The dedication to Mabel Walker Willebrandt—the Assistant Attorney General enforcing Prohibition—intensifies the irony. **"The Neighbors Know"**: Short observations about radio, wage-earning workers, and sports. A reference to "Ham Fish" (likely Rep. Hamilton Fish III) and "Red menace" in baseball appears to comment on contemporary political anxieties. **"Have a Little Sympathy"**: Practical humor about vacation mishaps—forgotten tickets, missing tools, lost fishing gear—encouraging empathy. The cartoons depict everyday scenes matching these texts: a couple discussing a graduate, businessmen in a meeting, and a child fishing. The humor assumes reader familiarity with Prohibition's widespread unpopularity and enforcement absurdities.
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“Congratulations, Frank, how did you manage not to graduate?” Boola Boola, Ella Boole! »w that Ohio Wesleyan Univer- sity is offering a course in Prohi- bition, [ have postponed a good deal of looking out the window to pre 1 graduation address to be delivered to the first class to complete the re- quired study. No one asked me to do this, but no one asked. me not to, cither. * #8 * “My friends, as I stand here, with the words of your class song, ‘I'd Spy for Dear Old Prohi U’ ringing in my cars, Tam thinking of your class motto, and what it stands for: ‘Non aspirin. sed ative—With all your faults, we love you, still.’ My friends, your happy days of carefree com- panionship are at an end; tomorrow you leave your Alma Mater, the col- lege that for years has nestled here among the trees, aging in the wood. For the last time comrade will greet with a cl y ‘Hi, Jack!’ ou have striven hard, but there have, of course, been a few failures; I remember the ident of the young man who was flunked out of Advanced Gin for over-cutting. But most of you have fulfilled the high promise of your entrance examinations. You have passed with flying colors the task of writing from memory the 117 ver- sions of the Wickersham Report. Your raiding and writing have im- proved vastly, and the little gold pad- locks on your watch chains testify to your high scholarship. “So, as you go out into a life of fuller and fuller usefulness, let me implore you to take to heart the in- spired advice of Mabel Walker Wille- brandt—‘Concentrate !’ —Rocer Atten JUDGE The Neighbors Know N ADAYs What comes over the radio seems to go in one room and out the windows. Well, that s must stay at high levels except the employers who have to pay them, And things are so slow nowadays clock watchers aren't watching clocks any longer. They're watching the eal- endars. If Ham Fish will glance at the standing of the teams he'll see that one place, at least, where there's no Red menace is in the National League. “Gentlemen, it is my plan to have a corporation, second to none!” Have a Little Sympathy Tite's nothing like putting your- self in another person's shoves to really understand his position. Think of this when you take your va when the whole family’ argues where to go; when you get to the railroad station and discover you've left. the tickets behind; when you put up the sercens on the summer cott. with no hammer for miles around; when you find you've brought trout flies and tackle and forgot the rowboat oars; when you've gone three days without telephone, gas, or electricity; well, just in going through all that a dozen times a year, and then quit mak- cks about Mayor Walker and his vacations! ing wise ¢ “What I could never figure out—iwas how they got up on ’em so easy.” 7 comicbooks.com