Judge, 1932-11 · page 6 of 36
Judge — November 1932 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
# Analysis of Judge Magazine Page This page combines poetry, satirical commentary, and advertising humor typical of Judge magazine. **"Judge to a Photograph"** is a poem by Charles Doubleday mocking someone who kept a photograph as a memento, now admitting he needed the picture frame for his successor—a cutting joke about replacability. **The cartoons** include workplace scenes: one shows a man seeking a police card as a school paper reporter; another depicts radio patrol cars and police broadcasting, referencing early 20th-century law enforcement technology. **The advertising content** dominates the right side, promoting products like Kennedy Handcuff Company's handcuffs, Remsen Revolver Company items, and O'Rourke's Foot Powder. There's a humorous "limerick contest" encouraging readers to submit entries for prizes. The overall tone reflects Jazz Age-era satire: workplace absurdities, modern technology humor, and consumerist messaging blended together.
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Judge To a Photograph KNOW I vowed that 'til I'd die I'd keep your picture on my dresser; And now you’re out—I’ll tell you why I need the frame for your successor. —CHARLES DOUBLEYOU Machines that do the work of ten men are wonderful. Machines that do the work of a hundred men are even more wonderful. And don’t think they aren’t appreciated. That’s why you see so many men standing around and watching these machines — they have nothing else to do. We know a man who has invested his money in real estate so if he is ever sued, nobody can get anything out of him. “I’m a reporter on our school paper. I want a Police card.” 4 Making the Department Pay e 00D evening, radio patrol ca Thi Station PBS—the Police Broadcasting Station—bringing you all the latest crime news through the courtesy of the Kennedy Handcuff Company, manufacturers of the Handcuff That Holds! Official wea- ther forecast for tonight is fair and warmer. You can thank the Remsen Revolver Company for these helpful forecasts which enable you to dress properly when you go on duty. “Boys, how would you like a trip to Ireland on a palatial ocean liner with all your expenses paid? That would be great, wouldn't it? Well, the manufacturers of O’Rourke’s Foot Powder—the powder that takes the bark out of your dogs—announce a new limerick contest. All you have to do to win is supply the missing last line to the limerick you are about to hear. Get your pencils and papers ready. Here’s the limerick, all ex- cept the last line: A handsome patrolman from Cork While pounding a beat in New York Had feet that were aching Till he started taking “Send in your answers—today! And now—here’s an important news flash to all patrol cars. Three bandits held up the Butchers’ and Drovers’ National Bank just before we came on the air. Hurry over there, and don’t forget—while you’re on the way see if you can think up the prize- winning last line! —A. LL. } comicbooks.com