Life, 1920-12-09 · page 10 of 44
Life — December 9, 1920 — page 10: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several satirical pieces typical of early 20th-century Life magazine humor: **"Self-Protection"** (top): A dialogue between "Love" and "Hate" where Hate argues he must "destroy practically everything" and dominate to be effective, while Love counters he's "silly and incompetent." The satire critiques extremist political ideologies and their rhetorical justifications—likely referencing contemporary radical movements. **"My Lady Love"** and other verses are romantic poetry with no apparent satirical intent. **"Those Bridge Fiends"** is a brief comedic dialogue about card-playing stakes. **"His Complex"** and **"Overlooked?"** are short humorous anecdotes about domestic life and inattention. The horse-and-car cartoon captioned "HEY, YOU BONEHEAD! YOU'VE GOT HIM IN REVERSE" depicts early automotive confusion—likely mocking the novelty of automobiles compared to horse-drawn transport.
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AS USUAL. Husband: sO YOU'VE BEEN SHOPPING AGAIN, “ DON’T WORRY, DEAR. THEY'RE ALL GOING BACK BUT A SHIRT WAIST AND A SPOOL OF THREAD.” Overlooked? Are their church services at- My Lady Love Y Lady Love is fair to see; Meav?: tractive? Her eyes are pools of mystery; Her lips, like poppy petals soft, Are made to kiss, and very oft I kiss them Beatrix: Interesting and spectacular 1 gripping; but you don’t have a minute to say your prayers. Her laugh is like the morning breeze That shakes sweet music from the trees; HE Her dimpled hands are made to hold, thunder of business often sours the milk of human kindness. And sometimes—when she doesn’t scold— 1 hold them My Lady Love is only four; But when she meets me at the door, Her eyes, her lips are made to love, And by the holy saints above, I love them! Vivian Geiser Laramore, Those Bridge Fiends OROTHY of a cent? Pextiore: Yes, and I'm going to try all the rules I’ve been studying up. “Oh, let's make it a cent.” Shall we play for a tenth Self-Protection OVE and Hate met. Love was sorrowful. “We must get together,” said Hate. “You are the only one I haven't been able to win over to my point of view, but that is only because you are so ignorant.” “Yes,” said Love, “I have often thought how blind I was.” “Let me explain. It is necessary for me to cut through to the heart of thing: I must first destroy practically everything there is. Integrity, and the thing the vul- gar term common honor, are only de- lusions. I must have bloodshed, tyranny, force, expatriation until I dominate every- thing; then I can make men into what I will them to be. “Yes,” said Love. “You're silly and incompetent: the modern school of criticism, which is one of my most refined pets, you know noth- ing of. You haven't the faintest apprecia- tion or understanding of that grand being, the Intellectual. You have no system. Love did not reply. Gazing upon Hate, she stretched forth her arms. Hate shuddered. Quickly he gathered his belongings —his machine-gun, his blood-red pamphlets, his pan of vitriol, his bombs, his works of art, his foreign- language press, his secret propaganda. “Good-by,” he said. much better at Hate smiled, but “Tocan fight you a distance. Why, if 1 should come into continuous contact with you—you'd ruin me!” His Complex S that home brew of Palmer's very potent?” “Well, during the evening, Palmer tried to get inside his own grandfather's clock with the idea of phoning his wife that he wouldn't be home on time.” D°s the man whose interest in itfe + centered wholly in self always know how little a thing he is working for? “HEY, YOU BONEHEAD! YOU'VE GOT HIM IN REVERSE comicbooks.com