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This page collects brief satirical jokes and cartoons mocking contemporary social foibles. Key sections include: **Political Campaign Incident**: Two Ohio political candidates engaged in a debate where one called the other a "liar." The injured party later exploited this before an audience of women, emotionally claiming his opponent "revealed himself in his true colors"—weaponizing the insult for sympathy votes. **Modern Women's Freedom**: A jab at young women's pride in their sexual frankness, quoting dialogue where women boast they can discuss sex openly without embarrassment. **Various Social Commentary**: Including jokes about librarians defending "indecent" books, a flapper's inheritance of her mother's legs, and novelists who claim their unrealistic fiction mirrors "real life." The satire targets early-20th-century anxieties: political opportunism, the "new woman's" sexual candor, changing social mores, and literary pretension. The cartoons use humor to critique foolishness in contemporary culture.

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