Life, 1919-03-20 · page 34 of 44
Life — March 20, 1919 — page 34: what you’re looking at
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This page from Life magazine (circa 1910s-1920s) contains humor pieces satirizing contemporary American life and attitudes. **"Our Foolish Contemporaries"** mocks Futurist art through a Kansas City visitor's perspective. The joke: a unsophisticated midwesterner dismisses avant-garde painting and sculpture as inferior to traditional crafts ("my aunts can knit better pictures"). This reflects common American skepticism toward European modernist movements, positioning artistic innovation as pretentious nonsense. The other brief humor items—about hair-fixing, movie actress vanity, and insurance applications—are lightweight social observational comedy targeting gender stereotypes and bureaucratic absurdity. The page is primarily **advertising** for products (Egyptian Deities cigarettes, Motrola phonograph devices, Evans ale, Prophylactic toothbrush). The satirical content frames anti-modern, anti-intellectual attitudes as common sense, appealing to readers suspicious of artistic and social change.
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470 CONTEMPOR ARIES OG A New Standard in Art Among the bewildered and, in some cases, indignant spectators gathered at a recent Futurist exhibition of painting and sculpture in New York City was a young man from Kansas City who was paying a visit to a cousin who is very “ strong” for the new movement in art. The Kansas City youth remained quiet during the view and the subsequent ex- planations of the new idea given him by his cousin. “Well,” said the cousin, at last, “ you don't scem to be particularly interested or enthusiastic about the pictures, What do you think?” “Think!” exclaimed the youth from Kansas City. “Why, man, I've got two aunts out West that can knit better pic- tures than these !"—Harper's In a Pinch, use ALLEN’S FOOT-EASE. Mislaid “Aren't you ready, dear?” band from downstairs. “As soon as I fix my hair, Henry,” came the reply. “ Haven't you fixed your hair yet? For gracious sakes!” came from Henry an hour later. “ Fixed it?” shouted the female voice “T haven't found it yet!” —New York called hus. ning Sun, Hornble The movie actress awoke from a nap, with a scream. “What is it, madam?” maid solicito: “J dreamed that, for a whole day my name wasn't being ‘printed anywhere.” Film Pun. The Motrola Winds any make or model phonograph electrically. Ess- ay oe without marring woodwork ~ red her your phono- graph. —o —“y Write us today your JONES-MOTROLA, Inc. 29 West 35th St. $7 E. Jackson Blvd. New Yor Chicago EGYPTIAN +g, 1, EITIE Or a Brigadier, Except for the Brig! “Them gua’d houses at the trainin camps is shuah doin’ a gran’ work, je: like the Red Cross,” observed Cindy, the colored laundress. “ They saved mah boy Duke's life.” “How is that, Cindy?” employer. “1 dunno how they done it. Only he wrote me a postal card sayin’ if he hadn't got ten days in one of ‘em he'd 'a’ been a corp."—Cartoons. Anyway, They Took No Chances An insurance agent was filling out an application blank. “ Have you ever had appendicitis? asked, “Well,” answered the applicant, I was operated on, but I have never felt quite sure whether it was appendicitis or professional curiosity.”—Grit. queried her Biss: Say, old man, do you know of any cure for insomnia? Jixxs: Counting one thousand is said to be a remedy Binks: Confound it! That’ everybody tells me; but the baby’s young to count.—Tit-Bits, Kxickex: Has Jones returned to his pre-war work? Bocker: Yes, he is looking for the same job he was looking for. —New York Sun. os gare where 9) 2eople of culture and refine ih invariably Otic cio Dei hed ier ciga the e A& toan Olnagyres 2; [For Convictio OPEN A BOTTLE or VSIA NON-INTOXICATING Xo oorrnnas LiCENs and see for yourself what there is init |C. H. EVANS & SONS Esub. 1196 HUDSON. Voice from Inside: tTuere! VLE aT TMAT PEST OF AN AGENT WILL LEAVE NOW} I SLAMMED THE DOOR IN IIS FACE. Comicbooks.com