Life, 1920-04-22 · page 11 of 44
Life — April 22, 1920 — page 11: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two satirical pieces: **"Of Churches"** (top right): A poem by Clinton Scollard lamenting religious confusion. The accompanying sketch shows two children debating whether to ride home or walk, positioned near an ice cream cone sign—a mundane contrast to the poem's spiritual anxiety. **"Highly Specialized"** (bottom): A humorous anecdote about a man named Jones who visits numerous medical specialists for a headache, each diagnosing different ailments (astigmatism, ear problems, throat issues, heart conditions, etc.). The accompanying caricature shows a rotund man with a "high prices" sign, satirizing the proliferation of specialists and their fees—suggesting over-specialization in medicine is profitable but ineffective. Both pieces mock contemporary institutional confusion: religious pluralism and medical fragmentation.
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739 Of Churches CHURCHES, with wide and varied views, CREAM hi How long the list from which to re 3 choose! CONES a Though there's beatitude in each, Few will subscribe to all they teach. In summer some have no aversion To the idea of immersion Some pin their faith upon the Poye, Others descry in him no hope From catechism to catechism There is a broad, unbridged al) Wi ; riv By many doctrines so surrounded, Hi) im ! will confess I am confounded. Hh L will confess I founded | Lam confronted by confusion, H it a Or deluged by what seems delusion— in : sai; By mediums who are ever ready, AI ‘ Or by the Book of Mrs, Eddy! The only solvent I can find To ease my much-bewildered mind, Is to cast off my doubts and woes, And seek the church where Sylvia goes, For there'll be worship, praise and prayer li I but know that Sylvia's there! Clinton Scollard, ‘D° you know her?” “No, but Iam on intimate terms with her elbow; I sat next to her at a moving-picture show.” “ KITTY, WOULD YOU RATHER RIDE HOME ON THE TROLLEY Ok HAVE A ICE-CREAM CONE AN’ WALK?” Highly Specialized J INES had a headache. “Consult a specialist at once,” his friends advised. “Do not waste your time with general practitioners, but <0 to a man who makes a career out of headaches, and you will be sure of a rapid and effective cure.” So Jones decided to visit all the specialists in town, until he should find one “ who makes a career out of headaches.” The eye specialist, in diagnosing the case, murmured something about “astigmatism,” and gave Jones a pair of ifocals The ear specialist punctured his drums. The throat specialist cut out his tonsils. The heart specialist sent him to Biarritz The lung specialist sent him to Arizona The osteopath dislocated his ankles. The surgeon removed his appendix The Christian Scientist informed him that he was labor ing under a misapprehension “ NOW THEN, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WATCH ME MAK ‘And Jones’ still has a: headache LITTLE FIGUKE DISAPPEAK ALTOGETHER 1” comicbooks.com