Judge, 1935-01 · page 9 of 40
Judge — January 1935 — page 9: what you’re looking at
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# Explanation for Modern Readers **"Even There"** satirizes Commander Byrd's famous Antarctic expedition (circa 1928-1929). The joke: Byrd's plane is lost despite advanced navigation, so they spot a man on the frozen wasteland below. When asked to identify him, the pilot says he's "a stranger here himself"—absurd humor playing on the idea that *anyone* lost in Antarctica would be equally useless for directions. The satire mocks either Byrd's expedition competence or the era's faith in technology to solve practical problems. **"Fifty-Fifty"** is a humor column with unrelated brief jokes about laundry exchanges, investor Samuel Insull's business troubles, office encounters, and social commentary. One quip mocks mechanical men scientists are supposedly building, suggesting they'd be cheap to maintain. Another implies celebrities endorsing products is what the country actually needs—satirizing 1920s celebrity endorsement culture. The cartoons use exaggerated expressions and slapstick drawing styles typical of Judge's comedic approach.
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