Judge, 1934-12 · page 11 of 37
Judge — December 1934 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine Page Explanation This page contains humorous satirical commentary on 1920s-30s American life. The top cartoon depicts hitchhikers piled into an overloaded car, joking about the era's new hitchhiking culture and casual transportation. The right column offers brief social observations: commercialized Christmas, college affordability, saloon violence confined to department store sales, and consumer culture. The Camel cigarette reference suggests Judge's advertising clients. The lower section, attributed to R.C. O'Brien, satirizes football spectating—the chaos, violence, referee authority, rowdy crowds, and uncomfortable conditions that make attending games miserable. The detailed complaint about thrown-away ticket stubs and freezing seats reflects working-class frustrations with entertainment accessibility. The middle cartoon shows people attempting to play volleyball, illustrating recreational games of the period. Overall, the page mocks contemporary American consumer culture, sports enthusiasm, and modern inconveniences through light satire.
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\ Hitchhikers’ Version Get a lift with a thumb. And while we know all about a Camel giving you a lift, we'v so smoked some Christmas cigars that would knock you down, Tn the old days rough and tumble fights used to occur in saloons. Nowadays they seem to be confined to bar- gain basements. Then there was the col- lege boy who wanted a lib- } eral education but his father | wouldn't increase his allow- ance one cent. And this year, too, little children will have to be good to get anything out of “Pm glad you've got a cold while the horn’s out of order! their parents for Christmas, § ) & P The referee has a whistle and blows it until the wind has been knocked out of him. He is a little fat man dressed in white, and is the only one who can get the ball without fighting for it. HE ball is placed in the field and then somebody who can’t let well enough alone has to go and kick the blamed thing, which starts all kinds of trouble. Then somebody else grabs the ball and is knocked down while the people in front of you stand up. A bottle then falls on the concrete and smashes, and eventually the usher comes with somebody for your seat and you have to show him your ticket stubs which you have thrown away. After that they put you ina colder seat and you sit there until your teeth rattle and it is time for you to try and remember where you left your car. You finally wend your way home where you thaw out and read in the paper who won. —R. C. O'Brien, comicbooks.com