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Judge — March 26, 1932 — page 12: Judge, 1932-03-26

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# Analysis of Judge Page **Top Cartoon ("Ping-Pong balls"):** A judge sits bewildered while two figures (likely a husband and wife) argue animatedly before him. The caption suggests confusion about domestic disputes—possibly about a woman named Hilda mixing an egg with ping-pong balls, implying absurd marital quarrels the judge must arbitrate. This satirizes trivial divorce or domestic cases cluttering the courts. **Bottom Cartoon ("Home bank"):** A man at a "Special Sale" counter asks a salesman for "something stronger" for a "home bank," implying he wants liquor. This references Prohibition-era speakeasy culture and the irony of hiding alcohol in banks during that period. **Poem "In a Mausoleum Built for Two":** Dark satire about post-mortem peace—escaping bridge parties, social obligations, debts, and scandals. References "speakies" (speakeasies) and scandals of the Jazz Age, suggesting relief from 1920s social pressures. The page satirizes 1920s American anxieties: marital discord, Prohibition enforcement, and social exhaustion.

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JUDGE EZ Serree— “Hilda—whe put an egg with these Ping-Pong balls?” In a Mausoleum Built for Two & won't have a pent-house ‘way up in the clouds; We'll just have a bungalow tucked among shrou In peace and in quiet, away from the crowds When we are gone. We'll have no bridge parties, with con- tract and such; We'll see no more glad hands extended to “toucl Our debts and our worries won't ever be much— When we are gone. We'll live in a box with nice pewter handles, Surrounded by marble and unlighted candles; We won't miss the speakies or even the Scandals— When we are gone. And there, in our lay-away, wither to dust. In our mausoleum, we hopefully trust, We won't be annoyed by some me- dium’s lust When we are gone. “Haven't you something stronger?—it’s for a home bank!” —ed. graham 0 comicbooks.com