Life, 1926-08-19 · page 5 of 37
Life — August 19, 1926 — page 5: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three separate satirical pieces: **"The Emancipated Woman"** mocks women's increasing social independence—bobbed hair, smoking, drinking, and intellectual pursuits. The satire suggests such behavior violates traditional femininity. **"They Still Keep Us Guessing"** features a humorous retail exchange where a young man struggles to name clothing items, implying youth are either ignorant or evasive about fashion details. **"Carrying On"** and **"When Men Were Men"** use contrasting titles to satirize changing gender roles. The cartoon shows people around a car in what appears to be celebratory or chaotic scene, suggesting nostalgia for an earlier, more orderly era when "men were men"—a common 1920s complaint about modern social transformation and loosening moral standards. The page collectively satirizes early 20th-century social upheaval, particularly women's liberation and generational shifts.
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The Emancipated Woman ER hair is cropped most boyishly, H She drinks and smokes and swears, She's positively wild to be Like men, with masculine airs, To move in man’s restricted walk Is her determined goal, But still she spills this kind of talk: “My dear, Mrs. Wuffingworthy told this to me yes- terday in strictest confidence and I want you to promise never to breathe it to a living soul!” There's not a place she doesn’t mix; The whole world is her sphere; To Music, Art, and Politics She lends an avid ear. She is man’s equal, not his pet... But catch her off her guard, ‘ And this is what you'll surely get: “Oh, Gloria, I saw the most ravishing flowered chiffon for curtains and pillows down at Wanamaker’s this afternoon, and only eighty-five cents a yard!" Simonetta. They Still Keep Us Guessing YOUTH wearing a smart panama hat and plus- and a “What style?” Devon, Altr “We have ” was the reply. “I wear my sister's.” asked the salesman weakly, “T wear my brother’ “But socks? “No,” the other murmured. For the love of God—socks! “T knit them myself.” Just then, fortunately for the salesman’s sanity, and another youth popped his head in the doorway cried: “Hurry up, Gwendolyn, or we'll miss the tr: Arthur Vernick. Carrying On BANDITS WIFE (sobbing): Jim, my boy, your poor father is in jail. Banpit’s Son: Never mind, Ma, I'll stick up for him. When Men Were Men King Solomon: so Lona, GiRLs—sEE YOU TO-MORROW NIGIIT, SAME PLACE—AND BY TITRE WAY— SEE IF YOU CAN DIG UP A COUPLE HUNDRED MORE, AND I'LL BRID fA FRIEND ALONG, comicbooks.com