Life, 1922-07-13 · page 8 of 36
Life — July 13, 1922 — page 8: what you’re looking at
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This is Hearst's satirical "Imaginary Travelogue" mocking British politics and American-British relations. The main cartoon shows two figures (appearing to be British political figures) standing on a cliff as a massive wave threatens them—likely representing political upheaval or crisis. The text references Lloyd George's "infamous TREATY with IRELAND" and mentions sending the "GRAND FLEET" to clean up England. Hearst criticizes British governance, specifically mocking the shortage of Irish policemen and threatening to deploy American naval power to restore order. The piece satirizes British political incompetence while boasting American superiority. References to "John Bull" (Britain personified) eating his "HEAD OFF" suggest Hearst viewed Britain as glutinous and wasteful during a period of social hardship.
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ro. a I; Vi “My Trip Abroad” 7 7, i] ( tp uyy / } An Imaginary Travelogue YY }y ry / I by William Randolph Hearst f Y S the gigantic vessel which was to carry me to Europe slid out into mid-stream, I heard the cheers of the POPULACE, dinning in my ears. Why were they cheering, I asked myself. Surely not because I was LEAVING. Across the river, on the Hoboken side, were lines of old German vessels, ROTTING and RUSTING at their piers. With an inward glow of PRIDE, I realized that had it not been for my TIRELESS efforts, these same ships would now be plying the seven seas—under the flag of the International Mercantile Marine, which is controlled by PRO-ENGLISH CAPITAL. Just then I noticed that the very ship I was on flew the British en- sign. I began to feel a littlke SEA-SICK, and went BB Pr, ar E landed in Great Britain, and the first thing that SHOCKED me about the place was the appalling number of ENGLISHMEN. They were everywhere. There wasn’t even one decent IRISH POLICEMAN in the place. Then I realized what is wrong with the coun- try, and I made the MENTAL RESERVATION that, as soon as I had persuaded the UNITED STATES NAVY to come over and wipe the “Grand Fleet” (as they call it) off the MAP, I should send the NEW YORK POLICE FORCE to England, and clean the place up. _ _ . HORTLY after my arrival in London, I had LUNCH "| with Lloyd George, whose infamous TREATY with [ IRELAND has cheated me out of so much good EDI- TORIAL COPY. Knowing that I am ALL-POWER- \ FUL in the UNITED STATES, he did his best to get JO a! on the right side of me, but needless to say, I greeted T: his advances COLDLY. or He fed me a tremendous MEAL which, I must say, cu I ate with RELISH. After I left his house on Downing fi Street, I sent a CABLE to FRED OPPER, ordering ge him to draw a CARTOON, showing John Bull at a L huge dinner table, eating his HEAD OFF, while thou- sands of good, honest AMERICAN CITIZENS are lig STARVING. D RAR CALLED upon Horatio Bottomley, formerly editor of se a paper called “John Bull.” Horatio, who has fre- quently been referred to as “the British Hearst,” is now in difficulties. By that I mean, he is in JAIL. They found ou ‘ = him out. When I saw him sulking behind the bars, I nd 5 had to STOP and THINK. If Horatio was the British th Movie Director (visiting Niagara Falls): By jove, Bill! Hearst, then I must be THE AMERICAN BOTTOM- la If we could fix it so as to let the heroine get about half- LEY. In which case, they might find ME out some day. way down and then h: he h her, it'd b ‘: 3 2 ar ‘eodsce Sate aNeRe ine Sei tdecidedtto stop THINKING, It tired me. comicbooks.com