Judge, 1932-04-02 · page 4 of 36
Judge — April 2, 1932 — page 4: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Judge Magazine Page Analysis This page contains three distinct satirical pieces: 1. **"Why I Wouldn't Change Places With Captain Campbell"** (top): A conversation between a small figure and a large captain in uniform. The captain brags about setting speed records, but the smaller person (appearing to be from a soup company) offers him a lucrative radio endorsement deal instead—suggesting that commercial sponsorships and advertising were becoming more profitable than athletic achievement. The satire mocks both corporate advertising culture and celebrities' willingness to abandon their accomplishments for money. 2. **"Those Blues!"** (left): Jokes about blue serge suits, germs on subways, and upcoming New York racetracks—light social commentary on urban life and fashion. 3. **"Tree Surgeons Inc."** (bottom right): A cartoon showing what appears to be a charlatan operator with a truck, suggesting fraud or incompetence in emerging service industries.
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JUDGE Why I Wouldn’t Change Places With Captain Campbell Juv, Captain, I feel rather un- easy with you. You're supposed to be so fast, you know!" “Well, wl now th, record driver “Hey, pull over to the kerb there! Where ya goin’ to, a bloomin’ fire? You know you wuz doin’ over fifty!” “Oh, I say, Captain—you certainly revised the old It’s “The Campbells are going’ now!" “Oh, Captain Campbell, I think what you did was perfectly adorable. Won't you come over and teach me to drive some time?” “Sir, I'm the Soup Company's rep resentative in) England, and = I'm authorized to offer you five hundred 2 pounds if you will make a short speech over the radio saying that you are not the only Campbell to break records! “Oh, by the way, Captain, did thos: American hitch-hikers bother you “ t are you going to do, ‘ve sect another speed Get a job as a taxi mueh?" —A. S. | 5 | « y Lun Literary Digest’s prohibition | I gee poll proves absolutely nothit any prohibitionist will tell you. “Roys will be bays, ch, Officer?” Those Blues! Scurrre re says the a clad in “shining raiment.” ‘That sounds suspiciously like our best blu serge suit An advertisement states there are over a million germs on a subway strap. And we suppose about tenths of them are hoping to get a seat at the next stop. Very soon the New York race tracks will be opening. Which ought to coax out the last of whatever money still remains in hiding in that State. But if it were not for those mis- > been hoarding their money, where would the government creants who ha look for purchasers of its new issue of baby bonds? In India been reduced to a science by the re- passive resistance has bellious natives, but in this country the college boys have elevated it to a fine art. And the 1932 taxis, we hear, have ial compartments for — society spe women to lose their jewels in. comicbooks.com