Life, 1917-06-21 · page 27 of 38
Life — June 21, 1917 — page 27: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This *Life* magazine page contains WWI-era satirical content with three distinct pieces: **"Where Do You Live?"** (poem): An allegorical warning that war's destructive power cannot touch a person whose life resides in their soul/spirit rather than physical body, heart, intellect, or wealth. It's anti-materialist wartime propaganda. **"Two for War, Hard"**: Satirizes religious figures—"Billy Sunday" (a real evangelist) and unnamed Colonel—who enthusiastically support the war effort and curse Germany, invoking divine punishment. The satire targets their certainty and martial zeal. **"On the Right Track"**: A brief anecdote praising President Wilson's pardon of a cook imprisoned for smuggling feathers, suggesting skilled workers matter more than politicians or German sympathizers. **"The Absent-Minded Golfer"** (cartoon): Shows a distracted golfer in an exaggerated pose, likely criticizing privileged Americans pursuing leisure during wartime. The page reflects American WWI sentiment: mobilization, suspicion of pacifists, religious fervor for the cause, and class-based judgments about who serves the nation.
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Where Do You Live? a\ HERE do you live?” war god grim. Is your life in your loving heart? sn I can slay whom you hold most dear, And strike in your vital part.” “Where do you live?” says the war god grim. “Is your life in your belly fat? ‘Then I can starve till you cry aloud, And harry you sore thereat.” “\Where do you live?” says the war god grim. “Is your life in your vaunted brain? Then when theories come to naught te where your boast is vai your “Where do you live?” says the war god grim. “Is your life in your dauntless soul? Then are my terrible weapons dulled— I pass, and must leave you whole.” MeLandburgh Wilson. IKE Pat? Pat: Away wid ye! Oi'm drowning me joys! Drowning your sorrows, ‘Tis Lent, and THE ABSENT-MINDED GOLFER POOR LITTLE TAKEN OUT HIM, THOUGH, Two for War, Hard ILLY SUNDAY is a positive fac- tor in current war proceedings. So is the Colonel. Billy has read of German atrocities, and what he has read has taken hold of his mind. Being a simple, direct person, like the Kaiser, he has no hesi- tation in enlisting the Almighty on our side. He prays heartily against “that nation which has outraged woman- hood, outraged childhood, used human bodies to make glycerine for explosives and ground up human bones to make fertilizer.” He beseeches the Throne of Grace not to let a single seed sprout on land so fertilized. “ Damn a coun- try like that,” says Billy in his suppli- cations. The Colonel is somewhat more de- corous, but of a like spirit. “I thank the Lord,” he said on Decoration Day, “that we have at last got rid of those male and female creatures who sang, ‘I didn’t raise my boy to be a soldier.’” MAC,” WHO WAS CALLED HIS FIRST PAPERS AS A SCOTCIL TERRIER. “RITZ” BEFORE THE WAR, HAS NOBODY SEEMS TO LOVE On the Right Track i appears that has pardoned a cook has Wilson Angelo Tartaglino, formerly on a transatlantic liner, who been in Mercer County Jail. “ Tartaglino serving eleven months for smuggling plumes. The prisoner has been popular with the prisoners because of his ability to cook His fine of five hundred dollars has been remitted.” Glad to hear it, A good cook is worth more to the country than a bad Cabinet ofhcer— or even a pro-German senator. His Ailment Fisst SURGEOD What did you operate on patient: Number for? Srconp Surcronx: Five hundred dol- “ President was sty dishes. Two lars, First Surcron: You don’t under- stand. I mean what did the patient have? “Five hundred dollars.”