Life, 1919-12-18 · page 33 of 56
Life — December 18, 1919 — page 33: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This Life magazine page contains two satirical pieces critiquing American life circa early 20th century. **"Deported, But Not Departed"** (main illustration): A tall figure with a butterfly net stands atop a wooden stump, catching flying figures—likely immigrants or undesirable people—suggesting failed deportation policies. The phrase implies people targeted for removal remain present regardless. **"All the Comforts"**: Mocks the false "homelike" appeal of vacation boarding houses, where guests endure bathroom monopolization, rude servants, and mocking—ironic "comforts." **"The System"**: Satirizes agricultural inefficiency. A farmer grows eggs but cannot sell them directly to consumers. Instead, eggs pass through a chain: farmer → commission agent → jobber → city wholesaler → country grocer → back to the farmer himself. This criticizes middlemen profiteering and circular, wasteful distribution systems that inflated costs while producers received minimal benefit. The page targets institutional dysfunction, immigration policy, and capitalist inefficiency.
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DEPORTED, BUT NOT DEPARTED All the Comforts 'ANNING: How did you like the Dewdrop Inn? Dasuer: Most homelike vacation resort I ever saw, The women monopolized the bathroom, the servants were impudent, the young lady guests made fun of me behind my back, the children pestered me to death for nickels and the landlady kept insisting that I was smoking too much, and ought to take more exercise. The System COUNTRY BOARDER: some of these nice fresh eggs for breakfast I suppose we'll be getting Farmer: Yep; these very eggs, but not till ye come down here next year. Ye sce, I've got to sell them to the local commission man, and he sells them to the jobber in the city, who in turn sells them back here to the fellow who runs the country grocer, and I buy them from him,