Life, 1922-01-19 · page 22 of 34
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This Life magazine article satirizes the 1920s disarmament conference by framing an actual boxing match between "Battling Cohen" and "Mickey McGinn" using the formal diplomatic language of international peace negotiations. The satire mocks disarmament talks by comparing them to a prizefight: both sides deploy "attachés" and "advisers," negotiate "rules," declare "armistices," and eventually reach only temporary truces. The article suggests that diplomatic negotiations—like boxing matches—are really just ritualized combat driven by self-interest and "economic independence," not genuine peace-seeking. The cartoon illustration depicts the boxing arena as a grand domed building (resembling an official government chamber), with two fighters engaged below, emphasizing how absurdly the magazine equates international diplomacy with brutal physical combat. The message: disarmament conferences produce only superficial agreements, not lasting peace, because nations fundamentally distrust each other—much like prizefighters do.
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That Irresistible Impulse A Ten-Second Holiday Our Disarmament Conference Reporter Covers a Prize Fight EFORE a plenary session of the Garden A. C. in Madison Square Garden last evening Battling Cohen and Mickey McGinn settled all their differences in a brief debate which was won by Mickey McGinn. The argu- ment was, we believe, not so much for a guarantee of security in the future as it was for economic independence. Both parties to the discussion were pro- nounced by the experts to have equal tonnage, but Battling Cohen led in dis- placement. Battling Cohen, with his delegation, was first on the floor. His attachés fixed his stool and hovered about him as his military advisers and secretaries murmured last words of in- struction, The deputation of Mickey McGinn was no less imposing. Each side subjected the other to the most se. vere scrutiny and there seemed to be no hope of coalition. The adjudicator took the floor and called the disputants together for a tripartite agreement as to the rules and regulations governing argumentation. The conference was opened by a direct attack on the part of Battling Cohen. He was insistent upon the immediate and complete with- drawal of his opponent from the dis- puted territory. The latter evacuated his first position and seemed about to ask for an adjournment. MoeGinn seemed to advocate peace at any price or at least armed neutrality. The ad- judicator declared an armistice. * * * When negotiations were rested, Cohen received a rude shock. MeGinn was bent on the abrogation of al! ex- isting pacts and insisted upon his own sovereignty. At this point the onlook- ers could discern evidences of certain strong racial antipathies behind the ar- gument. Closed debates seemed to be the order of the day and the adjudicator was forced to insist upon modified methods of warfare. The gathering of notables urged him to expedite matters, He declared another armistice. The renewed outbreak of discussion was marked by many gestures and no little conversation between the disputants, After several frank exchanges, McGinn, by sheer force of argument, reduced Cohen to a state of almost total disarm- ament. Cohen declared for a ten-sec- ond holiday. The convention adjourned until the next session. The Small Voice HEAR a cricket singing all alone Against the surge’s ceaseless over- tone, An antiphone. A wisp of song that sounds persistently; An insect, striving to outvoice the sea; Futility ! So chirps my conscience, piping, clo- quent; It furnishes, when times are turbulent, Admonishment. Caroline S. P. Wild ‘TRAVELER: cold outside. Next Seat Occurant: Do you think it will be warmer outside if I close it? Close that window—it's comicbooks.com ls and He has to | sinc mu I und hin job hap of mat