Judge, 1931-08-01 · page 11 of 36
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# Judge Magazine Satire Analysis This page satirizes American masculine stoicism and emotional repression through absurdist humor. The main article, "How to Acquire a Poker Face," mocks the cultural ideal of the impassive, unreadable man—presented as a quintessential "outstanding national characteristic." The satire works by taking this social expectation to ridiculous extremes: practicing poker expressions in mirrors, walking blindfolded into buildings, disguising your voice to friends, and dressing as a Native American in front of cigar stores. The humor lies in treating emotional suppression as a learnable skill requiring systematic training, like developing a poker hand. The opening cartoon shows a "practical wife" announcing she'll acquire "that new hat and dress"—a domestic scene suggesting women's consumer desires contrasted with masculine restraint. The bottom cartoon depicts a camping scene with the caption about remembering "Charlie"—likely implying infidelity or compromising situations that a proper "poker face" would conceal. The underlying satire critiques American masculinity's demand for emotional opacity in both business (the banker scene) and personal life.
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| Practica, Wire—Fine! How to Acquire a Poker Face ~~ T is hardly necessary to suggest the value of a set pan with which to meet emergencies. Too often does a face slip with the mobility of Mobile Bay when confronted with such unex- pected pleasantries as the landlord, old friends with finance and the news that the best g is coming along to the movies. E: tended beyond the gaming table into daily life, the poker face is a shining shield to front and foil threatened aster. Besides, a poker face—a od poker face—is one of our most outstanding national characteristics, ind if you haven't got one, why don't you go back where you came from? The following exercises practised over the course of a week will find you well on the way to a concrete mug that old Gutzon Borglum, the stone sculptor, couldn't improve on himself, Pp of 1 mirror at the opposite end rd table and deal yourself poker hands. Watch yourself care fully for any telltale expression | wh might giv reverse the” process, tching yi flection, that it doesn’t give away any thing that might reflect on you. Con- tinue until you are unable to tell by looking at yourself in the mirror what sort of a hand you have dealt. your- self. Then bet, ering small sums at first until with increased confidence you are playing yourself for pretty high stakes, and may the best man win. If you can secure two triple mirrors, you will be sitting in a big ci JUDGE Now I'll get that new hat and dress. game and results will come propor- tionately quicker. Blindfold the eyes with a silk hand- kerchief and walk tly into the side of the Chrysler Building. Back off ind repeat. Do this several. times, after which the face will of its own accord assume a certain set expres- sion, This is it. Hold it. Carefully disguising your voice, telephone somebody who knows you well—the better, the better. Stand mirror by telephone. In course of conversation say, “Honestly no what do you really think” of— (mentioning your own name). Lis- ten to reply, watching carefully in mirror for any signs of emotion. (If this exercise should prove too severe, it is permissible to hang up quietly after listening to friend for ten min- utes.) Stick feathers in your hair, toss an old blanket over your shoulder and stand out in front of a cigar store, clutching a bunch of cigars. If at all successful, grade your success by the following table: dogs. _ This constitutes the course. Re- ew and practice faithfully every and if by the end of the week you are able to step into your bank, fix the manager with your eye and hold him until he + lises to extend your note another sixty days, oh, pupil, thou hast excelled thy teacher! —H. W. Haxemann “S ‘ure, you must remember me; I was in here last night with Charlie. » comicbooks.com