Life, 1907-09-12 · page 7 of 24
Life — September 12, 1907 — page 7: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two distinct satirical pieces: **"Civilized"** (main illustration): A detailed critique of men's formal Victorian/Edwardian dress. The cartoon shows a man constrained by stiff collars, tight waistcoats, suspenders, and various uncomfortable garments. The accompanying text mocks how "civilization" has created impractical, painful clothing that restricts movement and breathing—the opposite of comfort. The satire contrasts natural human needs with absurd social conventions. **"The Young One" and "The Old One"** (dialogue): A brief joke about generational differences in expectations regarding food freshness. **"Fashion Note" section**: Brief witty social commentary about pressed suits, creased trousers, and street-cleaners' appearance—standard satirical observations on fashion pretension. The overall thrust: civilization's formal dress codes are instruments of discomfort masquerading as sophistication.
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eLIPE® 311 with care, lest it break or bend. His waistcoat is made of he; heavi 'y woolen cloth, and in summer he wears one of r, thicker and warmer duck or cheviot. warmth and thickness, however, are only in front, where nature has already protected the lungs and heart. At his back, where prot tion is required against draft or chill, the waistcoat is of thin muslin. The Young One; Gre! BUT THAT'S ROTTEN! The Old One: wri.! you c: <'T EXPECT EVERYTHING TO BE AS FRESH AS YOU ARE. Civilized (After reading “See the Woman” in Lire of Aug, 22.) E the Man! He wears a hat of straw, stiffened with glue until it is like a tin pail; or of felt or silk, stiffened with gum shellac until it is like a cast-iron pot. Inside this unyielding brim is a thick band of hard, stiff leather, reinforced with inner bands of flannel. Re- sult: compression of the blood vessels of the scalp, causing undue perspiration, headache and baldness. About his neck in summer is a turn-down collar, 8fiich is a high, stiff fence, of eight thicknesses of starched linen. This fits closely, leaving him unable to turn his head without great effort. Imbedded in this and tied in front in a thick, uncomfortable bunch is a tie of heavy cotton or silk, reinforced with linings of quilted canton flannel. His shirt has a stiff, unyielding front, of the firmness of a priest's breast-plate. This must be donned with dexterity and worn His coat is built similarly, the fronts being reinforced with lapels of many linings. About his waist he buckles a belt so tightly as to interfere with breath: ing and circulation, yet can rarely get it tight enough to achieve its own purpose For this reason he must wear s penders, which are probably the most uncomfortable garment known. He carrics a stick which has no pretense to use or beauty. He has dozens of pocke he never puts anything. He has buttons which button noth- ing, and buttonholes which are not to be used. He has strange jewelry of clumsy intent. Great buttons of uncouth shape must be thrust through stiffly starched layers of linen. Collar but- tons must be lost and hunted for. He has rings on his scarfs, chains across his breast, fobs dangling from his pockets, and studs in his shirts. He is not what he was created, but is what he has created. Is the Man a Savage? No—he is the Lord of Creation! gs into which “T HAVE changed Black Jim's name.” ? What do you call him now “He isn’t going just right, pulls hard, breaks easily, shies at devil- wagons and gets on my nerves, and I'm calling him Theodore.” Fashion Note ORPORATION COU PENDLETON says the city’s paving suits are to be pressed. Sty- lish man! And the street-cleaners’ suits, too, no doubt. They will look nicer in creased trousers. ‘O WILLIAM H. TAFT on the stump: Why don’t you speak for yourself, William ? “PD APA, what is Mr. business ?”’ “Not knowing about it, my son.” Rockefeller’s comicbooks.com