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# Explanation for Modern Readers This page from *Judge* magazine contains two separate satirical pieces: **Top cartoon**: Shows people on a ladder in rain with the caption "Lady, pul-lease!" The accompanying text describes wealthy women's frivolous vacation plans and their friend's anxiety about another woman planning a trip to India—he fears she'll join a cult or get into trouble in "Flushing or Perth Amboy," requiring rescue. **Bottom section (March 2)**: A man from a car agency calls to ask about his purchase. The narrator uses this to vent frustration: why do cheap cars come upholstered in plush or corduroy instead of practical whipcord? The salesman claims customers prefer plush, which the narrator finds depressing—evidence of poor public taste. The final caption jokes about someone playing in a "hill billy band," implying rural/unsophisticated entertainment. **Satire target**: The pieces mock upper-class women's idle pursuits, the disconnect between manufacturers and consumers, and mockery of rural entertainment—typical *Judge* content attacking social pretension and American commercialism.

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