Judge, 1937-11 · page 11 of 36
Judge — November 1937 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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# Judge Magazine, November 1937: Page Analysis This page contains two distinct satirical pieces: **Top cartoon**: Mocks a new driver given advice to "drive it easy for the first 1500 miles." The exaggerated chaos—with the car surrounded by fleeing figures—suggests the driver is recklessly dangerous despite (or because of) this cautionary instruction. It's a joke about incompetent motorists. **Bottom section**: A humorous travelogue by Judge's "Hungarian correspondent" describing a peasant wedding near Budapest that went catastrophically wrong. A rejected suitor sabotaged the celebration by dynamiting a pig intended as food, killing two guests. The piece then pivots to an anecdote about two Hungarian bridge players who became so heated debating a card game against Ely Culbertson's championship team that they settled their argument with swords—a satirical commentary on Hungarian temperament and the intensity of competitive bridge culture in the 1930s. The humor relies on exaggeration and ethnic stereotyping common to the era's satire.
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he can devote his time exclusively to serving the second. Considering the fact that Methuselah lived 969 years but only half long enough to complete the job this fellow has forced himself into, there seems to be ample reason for his discouragement. [7 Has been suggested that Arturo Toscanini be offered a part in Bobby Breen’s next picture. We submit this fact to you, stark and unadorned. It is not a thing on which we care either to comment or reflect. Besides, the last time we penned our appreciation of Bobby Breen, who ought to be fried, country-style, with eggs, we narrowly avoided an action for criminal libel. WE HAVE quit burning effigies of our notables at the stake, but we still glue an image of our first presi. dent to a letter, hit him on the face with a cancelling machine, throw him in a bag and take him for a ride, where he is usually torn asunder and burned. Even if he survives, employees of the gov- ernment will tell you he is worthless and warn that you will be fined $300 if they see his face again on a letter. DISGUISED as a bowl of goulash, our Hungarian correspondent attended a peasant wedding near Gador, which is "They said I should drive it easy for the first 1500 miles.” twenty kilometres from Szeged, which is just down the river Tisza a piece from Gnoggead bat then, you probably know the place. Anyway, the wedding did not turn out exactly as anticipated. It seems a rejected suitor sent a pig to be barbe. cued at the wedding, and everybody thought he was just being a good sport, and remarked about how white it was of ol’ Vladimir. However, he had taken the precaution of stuffing the pig with dynamite, with the result that two guests were killed and several injured. Apparently some Hungarians are just as wild and hot-blooded as Brahms’ Hungarian Stomps would have us think, for at about the same time as the stuffed pis incident there came the news from judapest—which is just across the Dan. ube from itself—that two Hungarian bridge-players had been holding an an. Bry post-mortem ever since they played Ely Culbertson and his team in world championship play, and that they finally decided to settle the argument with sa- bers. The contestants were a bank clerk named Steven Erdelvi and an engineer named Gobor Sima. Both inflicted dam- age, and a doctor finally halted the fray before either made a grand slam. And do you know that to this day « . . . Stevie still thinks Gobor should have led Well, you certainly raised hell at the costume ball tonight!!” an ace that time instead of a little one? + November 1937 ‘ comicbooks.com