Judge, 1932-01-16 · page 11 of 36
Judge — January 16, 1932 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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# "The War at Home" and "The New Industry" **"The War at Home"** consists of humorous vignettes about New York's Chinese restaurant and laundry businesses. The sketches satirize ethnic businesses during what appears to be the 1920s: Young Lee's upscale Jade Room, exotic chow mein fusion at pharmacies, a confrontation at Hong Kong Foo's Chop Suey Inn (where a vocalist upset waiters), and Long Sam Loo's struggling laundry facing price competition and losses from Jewish holidays. **"The New Industry"** is a satirical advertisement for a fictional "School of Dirty Comedy, Incorporated." It mocks the proliferation of low-brow magazines by recruiting writers of crude, obscene material—explicitly soliciting "off-color jokes" and "dirty stories." The satire's point: this new magazine group promises to publish increasingly smutty content with a cynical slogan ("All the dirt not fit to dish"). The illustration shows a woman saying "It's about time, eh?"—suggesting public complaint about moral standards. Together, the page critiques both immigrant businesses and declining journalistic standards.
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The War at Home ora Lee has reopened his Jade Room, famous to Broadwayites these many seasons a rendezvous for the monde chic. ‘The couvert charge has been abolished and a dollar dinner is to he featured exclusively. here has been much comment about the new brand of Chinese chow mein now being served by Kantor Bros. in all their up-to-date pharmacies. African bamboo shoots, Maryland chicken, Hungarian noodles, and a liberal se Mexican. chili soning with nd to make this tasty Oriental dish a joy for even the most jaded palates. ‘ose the other ‘00's Chop Suey Schulz, who is the vocalist Harmony Five now A slight contretemps evening at Hong Kong Inn. Abe with pli ese Sand- man a eri The waiters were visibly upset and only prompt ac- tion by Solly Fishbein, genial proprictor of the inn, who switched the boys to “Chinatown, my Chinatown,” averted a threatened walkout. Up in the Bronx, Long Sam Loo has been forced to reduce the price on shirts washed at his Bijou Laundry to three cents apiece - Loo says that too much local competition and a plethora of Jew- ish holidays have made the laundry busi ness a risky investment these days for anyone. RD. “It's about time, eh?” JUDGE THE NEW INDUSTRY Wes dirtier cracks are thought of, the new group of magazines will have them. When anything lower is reached, this group will hit. Slogan: All the dirt not fit to dish. ‘allow youths and depraved adults; Do you write on fences? If so, stop wasting your time; think up new ideas for us. No brains ne res sary. Can you evolve an off-color joke heard any? Few who dream that they have the tal- ent write dirty stories in their spare time. Onc of our pupils (name on request, provided the request is not from the authorities) made one hundred dollars the first week and was fined only half of it. He got his training studying postcards. The new group of mag *s need this talent. Here today, suppressed tomorrow. Imitation is the sincerest form of dattery. A new school of authorship has sprung into being. If it isn’t smutty, it isn’t funny. Le Never mind where. School of Dirty Comedy, Incorpo- rated. Write us today, Let us direct your thoughts. Just what the country needs. Seventeen new maga- zines in preparation, Authors artists, rally around our standard. Never lower before. Screwey , Inc. Have you ever R. C. O'Brien comicbooks.com