Life, 1927-02-03 · page 10 of 35
Life — February 3, 1927 — page 10: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This *Life* magazine page contains three separate humorous pieces: 1. **"The Associate Editor"** (top): A cartoon showing men using the editor as a human punching bag—a joke about syndicated cartoonists using him to "make sure the joke lands" with readers. 2. **"The Passionate Comic-Strip Reader to His Love"** (left): A satirical poem where a man proposes marriage while listing all the ways he'll neglect and mistreat his wife—inverting romantic conventions. It's absurdist humor mocking men's selfish behavior. 3. **Two boxers arguing** (center): One brags about a knockout record; the other claims he surpassed it. A straightforward boxing joke. 4. **"An Old Problem Solved"** (right): Practical advice for disposing of used razor blades, suggesting mailing them to the North Pole or addressing them to charities. This reflects early 20th-century waste concerns and dry, practical humor.
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The Associate Editor USED BY DICATES TO MAKE SURE WON’? GO OVER THE PUBLIC’S HEAD. The Passionate Comic- Strip Reader to His Love NOME live with me and be my Spouse Within a crammed apartment-house And we'll enact there, to the life, Our roles of typical Man and Wife. When I come home (with shoes in hand) At three a. M., stand Behind the door. in you—who should will sock me The noodle with a rolling-pin, Whenever you request me to Do something much too hard for you, T'll sneer at your inferior skill— And then fall off the window sill. Your letters I'll forget to mail; And I shall never fail to quail Each time these awful words you speak: “Mother is coming down next week.” If you desi You'll treat 1 gentleness; And I'll be sweet as Lillian Gish When I desire a special dish. hat or dress, with strange Oh, if you like a life of storm And stress, and know you can conform To comic artists’ version of A married pair, come be my Love. Simonetta. Life The Advertisement Reader Visits His Doctor “T)OCTOR, I’m all run down, a human wreck, flat-chested, weak- willed, scatterbrained, ex- posed to coughs, colds and embarrassing mis- takes in English, and with a poor memory, dizziness, faulty dict, high and low biood-pres- sure, palpitations of the heart, blushing, t rou- bled dreams, bow legs, * incorrect dre of THE JOKE culture, fear of my superiors in business, fallen arches, shortness of breath, loss of appetite and all my friends, general debility, incipient hay fever and undernourishment and snoring at night. I'm too old at forty, the boss doesn’t even know my name, I'm seldom counted in, often counted out, I long to be the life of the party but I can’t dance a step, feel alone in a crowd, my hair is falling out and my face after shav- ing is covered with tiny unseen nicks which Wwoutp THE mar my social SHoT-PUT CHAMPION GET SORE IF | BEAT HIS RECORD? wy, pleasures and cut down my profit and I am doomed to failure beeays I let other men walk over me to es. ecutive positions while I remain Big Laughs of the Past NOAM DECIDES THAT THE RACE IS ALL WET. HUMAN, mere salaried bookkeeper, yet | need not despair for Iam going t cli e coupon, fill in my name address, and become a new man most overnight, and I just though Vd let you know I won't need 3 services, good morning.” W. An Old Problem Solved How to Dispose of Used Safety Razor Blades 1 COLLE blades until * next trip in Pulls Drop blades in slot provided Tf old Pullman with no slot, better luck next time. 2. Address blades to Santa Claus, North Pole. Let Dead Letter Office do the rest. 3%. Send blades to charity that advertise Contributions Welcomed. t. Distribute blades & all boys of neighborhood t doctor with, Make blades into neat to Grand Cer 1 room, and check RL. G. W. Scott, any ORA: I always keep men at arm's length. “Don't you ever let them gt farther away than that?” comicbooks.com