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# Judge Magazine, October 1937: Satirical Anecdotes This page presents humorous social commentary through brief anecdotes rather than political cartoons. The pieces mock bureaucratic absurdity and human folly: **"Poor Papa"** satirizes the paradox of incarceration: a burglar thrives in jail (better health, income from woodcarvings) but faces hardship upon release when forced to support five children—suggesting the prison system is more humane than poverty. **The Alexandria fable** is a cynical commentary on education and intellectualism: exposing a dog to culture produces only despair and cynicism, ending in execution for "treason"—mocking how education can corrupt innocence. **The Krawaski anecdote** ridicules overzealous debt collection: a man armed with club and hatchet is jailed for attempting to collect bills, satirizing both aggressive business practices and small-town law enforcement. **"No Money, No Baby"** criticizes hospital profiteering: a hospital withholds a newborn until payment is made, forcing the father to picket. This attacks healthcare commercialism and lack of compassion. The cartoons accompanying these stories use exaggerated character drawing typical of 1930s satirical illustration.
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Poor Papa AFTER three years in a Boston bastile for burglary, Joseph Tra. boski was paroled. Interviewed by our own inquiring reporter Mr. Traboski expressed great regret at having to leave. It seems that his health had improved greatly in jail and that he had been making good money selling wood carv- ings. In addition, now that he is out of jail, the welfare officials are going to make him support his five motherless children, MANY centuries ago, in Alexandria, IVE court scientists taught a fox terrier to talk. They showed him the libraries, the debating clubs, the beauty parlors, and the army on parade. “Well, say something,” they urged, crowding around the dog. He sighed. “What the hell can I say,” he barked, and relapsed forthwith into a state of intense gloom. He never spoke again, and finally they hanged him for treason. ME. FRANK KRAAWASKI of Ra- i cine, Wisconsin is the empire builder type; a man who gets what he goes after; a man who is not to be trifled with, Mr. Kraawaski decided to go and collect a few bills the other days To be suitably equipped for bill col- lecting, he fared forth with a club grasped tightly in one chubby hand and a hatchet dangling in the other. The Racine gendarmes took one look at Frank and decided that there was some- thing just a little odd about his general appearance. We hate to finish this item on a sad note but Frank was tucked away in jail for twenty days and no doubt they took his little hatchet and club away from him too. Racine must be a very conservative place. No Money, No Baby EDWARD GARCIA of Sharon, Pa., was a perplexed father indeed, when his wife returned from the hospital after giving birth to a ten pound boy, but sans any child. He discovered that the hospital authorities refused to give up the baby until he paid the bill. What to do? He went on the picket line and printed a sign stating: You Have To ay Cash Here, and paraded back and forth in front of the hospital wearing this sign. This caused so much com. motion that the hospital released the baby to him, and he promised to pay his bill as soon as possible. If he does, it is rumored that the authorities will give him a journal on birth control Satis. Most state officials give us a savage pain in the occiput, but the New Jersey State Beverage Commissioner is not of their number. He is a right guy. Recently a woman collected a sum due October 1937 “Nobody's sick, Doctor—Junior wants help with his Latin lessons!” "Meet Miss Hobbs—She’s my house guest!” comicbooks.com