Life, 1916-06-15 · page 13 of 48
Life — June 15, 1916 — page 13: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains two pieces of social satire: **Top illustration**: A man in formal dress examines a house marked "TO LET" (for rent), while another man lectures him harshly about life's difficulties. The satirical point mocks generational conflict—an older man dismissing a younger generation's complaints about economic hardship and housing scarcity, telling him to "go and mumble to yourself" and that he belongs to "a past generation." **Bottom cartoon**: Two men on a ship discuss seasickness. One asks if the other will arrive at port soon; the other replies he's "only about three tips away now"—a joke about the passenger having vomited multiple times already. Both pieces mock contemporary social anxieties: housing scarcity and generational dismissal in the top; physical discomfort and maritime travel in the bottom. The satire targets unsympathetic attitudes toward younger people's legitimate struggles.
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The World Moves THE old baby crawled along the floor until he came to the side of the crib. Then he pulled himself up until he stood on his feet and looked over and down on the new baby. “Just arrived?” he said. “Yes.” “Well, let me give you a piece of ad- vice. I've been here a couple of months and know the whole game. Don’t be- lieve anything you hear. Kick off the clothes as much as you can, scream loudly at all hours of the night and make trouble galore for everybody. You are surrounded by criminals. It's the only way you can get even. My boy, you're up against it—hard.” A LAST YEAR'S BIRD'S NEST The new baby wriggled a toe and looked bored. “Keep your advice to yourself,” he replied. “You're dotty. By the latest dictum of psychology, the doctrine of non-resistance is the only thing to prac- tice. Go off and mumble to yourself. You belong to a past generation. You're a back number.” Twisting over calmly, he murmured. to himself: “What airs these ancient totterers give themselves!” PASSENGER: nearing port? Boat Stewarp: tinly, suh! away now. Steward, are we Yes, suh! Cer- It am only about three tips “WHY DON’T YOU GET INTO THE WAR?” “OM, 1 HAVE NO STOMACH For IT” comicbooks.com