Judge, 1932-04-30 · page 6 of 36
Judge — April 30, 1932 — page 6: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page The "Scram!" cartoon satirizes judicial corruption. A judge (marked "36") opens his office door to reveal a man wielding various tools of bribery—money, jewelry, and other valuables. The judge recoils in exaggerated horror, though the satire suggests judges routinely accepted such bribes. The accompanying "Revised" poem mocks this hypocrisy: "Ledgers are red, / Business is blue; / If you were a banker / You'd have white hair, too"—implying that financial and political corruption has aged officials prematurely. The second cartoon, "Tabloid Photographer," depicts a sensationalist journalist pursuing stories for tabloid newspapers, a growing media phenomenon of the era. The satirist criticizes both judicial corruption and yellow journalism as interconnected social problems eroding public trust.
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JUDGE Revised red, is blue; If you were a banker You'd have white hair, too. If the experts ever get this unem ployment situation figured out, they can just turn their attention to a real problem and try to think of something people can do who have to spend a Sunday afternoon in a hotel room. We wish Congress would pass a law prohibiting the use of milk ir this country. Then, maybe, our milk- man would make his deliveries as quietly as our bootlegger does. Well, it will soon be summer. In the country, gardeners are reporting that their vegetables are up and in the cities the streets soon will be A train announcer is a fellow whe comes into the waiting room of a station and keeps calling out names of stations until you have listened long enough to miss the train. And the more we think of it the more Ww re n that an osteopath is nothing but a wrestler who'd rather pick his own set-ups. “Seram!” The Individualist MET Elmer the other day for the first time in twenty years. And, just as I expected, he’s a queer son- sun yet. When we were kids together, ner was always different from the rest of the gang. When we played he’d be down at the y reading a book. If we went swimming, he'd take one dip and spend the rest of the afternoon lying around in the sun dreaming. Things like that. He'd do the same things we did, you see, but he’d do them differently Whenever I thought about Elmer as the y passed I imagined he'd become a poet or something like that. But I was wrong. I met Elmer the other day, and he’s nothing more romantic than an insurance sales- man. But Elmer still does things dif- ferently. He still stands out from the crowd. For Elmer goes around pay- ing cash for what he buys. Tabloid Photographer—Mayhe the boss will raise my salary —Davip Murray. after this! comicbooks.com