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Life — May 23, 1918 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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Life — May 23, 1918 — page 13: Life, 1918-05-23

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**The Top Cartoon:** This depicts a man in formal dress leaping energetically while gesturing toward soldiers in combat, with a woman seated nearby. The caption "Over the Top Has a Rush of Blood to the Head" suggests the man is experiencing excited fervor about war—literally and metaphorically. This appears to be WWI-era satire criticizing civilian enthusiasm or political leadership promoting military action while remaining safely removed from actual combat. The contrast between the gesturing figure's animation and the soldiers' reality in the background emphasizes this disconnect. **The Bottom Cartoon:** Titled "Low Visibility—But Enough," it shows what appears to be Austrian imperial eagles depicted as parrots, likely mocking Austria's military ineffectiveness or leadership during WWI. Both cartoons employ wartime satire common to Life magazine's editorial stance during the period.

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OVER THE TOP OUR MR, KELLY HAS A RUSH OF BLOOD TO THE HEAD Civilization THE imperial castes of Austria turned out t0 be poll I AM a dollar bill parrots, A peddler paid me out to the City License Bureau for the right to sell fish for a year. The city paid me to the government. I was then shoved : é + through a post-office wicket as change for stamps. ee (Dan) The lady that received me bought a box of candies Pe * irene!) with me. 1 was then banked, but got into the cashier's pay en- velope. He laid me, with nine others of my kind, on a horse named Old Spave. The bookmaker lost me to a red-nosed man that night in a game of poker. The latter bought whiskey with me. ‘The bartender did not ring me up, but sent me in a regis- tered letter to his brother, who is in jail in a far-away city. I am now in the warden's pocket THe guns at Li¢ge have never been silenced. LowMStsCYaUR ESOUeH comicbooks.com ,