Life, 1927-01-27 · page 10 of 35
Life — January 27, 1927 — page 10: what you’re looking at
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This page contains an article titled "As One Fan to Another" discussing the administrative bureaucracy of a major industrial corporation—likely a heavyweight boxing or sports championship organization. The text describes the proliferation of departments, directors, and paperwork required to manage even simple tasks. The central cartoon, captioned "THE BATHING-BEAUTY CONTEST JUDGE TAKES A DAY OFF," depicts a judge observing contestants through prison-cell bars, satirizing how beauty pageants objectify women by literally caging them for evaluation. Below the main article is a humorous dialogue between a bootlegger's wife and another woman about managing household duties, likely referencing Prohibition-era concerns. The satire targets corporate inefficiency, beauty industry exploitation, and domestic life during Prohibition.
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Mother: poctror, poctor, you MUST COME IMMEDIATELY, THERE MUST BE SOMETIUING TERIUBLY JUST ASKED MY WRONG PERMISSION TO GO OUT ELINOR—SUE’S \ YOUNG MAN. WITit witit As One Fan to Another ELL, old timer, I've just come from spending a day in one of those bechives of American industry, and I want to tell you it was a reve- lation to me. I went through the office building occupied by the vari- ous departments of the heavyweight championship of the world. The first floor of the twenty story structure is given over to the champ's social secre’ There's a platoon which handles the correspondence to be {— answered = on ionery embossed with the coat of arms; another takes care of letters which call mere ly for an engraved letter- a whole phalanx of typists declines invitations request spec ambers of C i commence- M. C. A. con- ns, and the like. Then there is a regiment to compose hand-written replics to bids from inti- mate: Several floors are given over to receiving and re- porting on bids for the heavyweight ¢ h a m - pion’s services. Two more floors are occupied by the publicity and advertising bureaus. Motion pictures require one floor, and stage activities another. The banking, brokerage, and general financial fea- tures of the heavyweight championship industry, as you might expect, need four floors to give desk space to the members of these de- partments. On the topmost floor the general manager of the heavyweight cham- pionship has his palatial suite, which is reached only after one has passed the suites of his assistants—the Di- rector of Production; the Director for Public Appearances; the Director for Endorsements; the Director for Public Works; the Director for th Settlement of Theological Disputes: the Director of Literary Activities— 1 can’t remember all of them. While I was there five presidents of moving-picture corporations came to the General Manager with offers, He gave cach the same instructions —to return with a well-underwritten plan for the issuance of corporate gold debenture bonds, to assure pay- ment in the event of acceptance, — ven deans of colleges ec: with bids for the heavyweight cham. pion to accept honorary degrees, and were solicited for v cight fellow there ninete: endorsements rious patented articles, en being accepted. The other as sent back to have his ertified. Three contracts for novels by the champion were signed; and two for . The offer of a directorship in a new billion-dollar banking house taken under consideration, and a decision promised within the week. Along towards closing time a stocky individual, whom I had no- ticed ng about earlier in the managed to penetrate to the al Manager's suite. He wanted the heavyweight to fight some one. I'm glad to report, old timer, that the police were right on the job. ‘That poor, de- luded soul is now in the psychopathic ward of a hospital, where he will re ccive the treatment he needs. J. RK. McGuinness. ampion Neither Snow, nor Rain, etc. MRST BOOTLEG GER’S WIFE: It's too bad they got your husband last night, and you with the children to look after. Srconp — Boortracer’s Wire: It certainly is. 1 don’t see how I can pos- sibly attend to his full route. “QHE smiled at the j continually until they brought in the verdict, ‘Not guilty.’ ” “And then?” THE BATMING-BEAUTY CONTEST JUDGE TAKES A DAY OFF he laughed.” comicbooks.com