Judge, 1935-09 · page 10 of 36
Judge — September 1935 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis for Modern Readers This page from *Judge* contains multiple satirical pieces from the New Deal era (likely 1930s): **"I Beg Your Pardon?"** is a straightforward comedy dialogue where two deaf men repeatedly misunderstand each other about Bryant Street directions—a simple absurdist humor piece with no political content. **The editorial commentary** critiques Franklin D. Roosevelt's New Deal programs, sarcastically asserting they're "unconstitutional" while taxpayers must still fund them. This reflects conservative opposition to New Deal expansion of federal government power. **"Huey's motto"** mocks Louisiana Senator Huey Long, a populist politician who challenged FDR. The jab suggests his political appeals were merely "claptrap"—empty, dishonest rhetoric. **"Some Slight Dismay"** is a romantic poem about a woman's infidelity concerns during her lover's month-long absence. The remaining items are brief economic observations about stock market recovery and nostalgia for pre-Depression charity culture, presenting conservative, skeptical views of contemporary economic conditions.
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Judge I Beg Your Pardon? “CS you tell me how to get to = ‘7 HARRY = * Bryant Street ? Dome AWNING “How's that, stranger? I'm a little —s deaf.” “I beg your pardon?” “T said I'm a little deaf. I didn’t hear you.” “You don't say! I'm deaf, too." “That's too bad! Now, what was it you wanted ?” “Can you tell me how to get to Bryant Street?” “Sure. You go down this way for four blocks and then turn to your right. It's the third street down “That's Bry Street, is it?” “Oh! No. cuse me, old man. I ht you said Bryant Street.” o, I said Bryant Street.” Never heard of it. Sorry, stranger.” W =LL, it appears that practically everything the New Deal has been trying to do is unconstit ‘TouPees th tional—but the taxpayer still has to pay for it. | Huey’s motto: The world will beat a } path to your door if you build a better | claptrap than your neighbor. ] “Just slip this on for size!” Some ] Slight Dismay | OU'LL be gone | A month, my love— A month when skies Will smile above, | As sweetly fair As when we trod The blossoming And dewy sod, When birds will sing, And freshets well, And fields be bright With asphodel A month, you say, Or even two. And you'll expect me To be true! —Etnet Jaconson. Our broker says that things are picking up a lit- tle—but he still wears a tin of aspirin tablets for a watch charm, And personally we can remember back to the good old days—when charity was a virtue—instead of “Wartmaster tried a full mashie shot in the bathroom!” an industry. 8 comicbooks.com