Life, 1927-08-25 · page 6 of 36
Life — August 25, 1927 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains several brief satirical pieces typical of Life's humor format. "The Ford Influence" depicts a truck driver apologizing for a traffic accident, claiming he was "totally unaware of your presence"—likely satirizing how widespread automobile use (particularly Ford vehicles) was making drivers careless or oblivious. The accompanying illustrations show social scenes of the era. "More of the Same" depicts romantic interaction; "Down to the Sea in Ships" shows figures in maritime/nautical contexts. The right column contains short humorous exchanges ("No Bet," "Proved") playing on contemporary slang and betting culture. The overall tone reflects 1920s-era concerns about automobiles' growing social impact and changing social customs around courtship and leisure.
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More of the Same Alice; WAT pip FRED DO AFTER WE KISsED you? Virginia: Wwe Kissep ME The Ford Influence mprucr DRIVER: I. say, old fellow, I'm infernally sorry for running you down and smashing your fender like that. Fact is, my attention had not been called to the fact that you were in the neighbor- hood. ‘Upon the earlic vossible oc- casion I shall trans- mit my apologies to you in’ writing, Taxt Cuacrrrer Not at all, sir, not at all. The fault) was entirely mine, and my only excuse is that I was totally un- aware of your pres- ence. Thereby wish to retract publicly any statements that may have been at- tributed to me di- rectly after the acei dent Pottreeman: And I, for my part, have directed that the fol- lowing statement be given to the news} release to-morro inald five, 404th yapers throughout the city for ‘Patrolman Reg- Kenneth Fessenden, thirty- married, of No. 1000 West Street, far from accepting DOWN TO THE SEA IN SLIPS. responsibility. for the remark im- puted to him, viz.: ‘Why the hell don't you look where you're going, you lousy bums?’ hereby. goes upon record as saying that some of his staunchest and most loyal friends are truck drivers and taxi chauffeurs; that taxi chauffeurs and truck driv- ers played a tremendous part in the Revolutionary War; that truck drivers and taxi chauffeurs are pil- lars of the church; that said Patrol- man Fessenden rarely has dinner in his own home without cither a taxi chauffeur or a truck driver being present as guest; in short, that truck drivers and taxi chauffeurs are among the finest flowers of modern civilization, and he denounces efforts made by malicious parties to. mis- represent him so that the popular assumption is that he does not like truck drivers and taxi chauffeurs. Should Patrolman Fessenden ever run for the office of police sergeant his first turn will be to the friends and pals of his boyhood days— gentlemen, I give you THE TAXI CHAUFFEURS AND TRUCK DRIVERS OF AMERICA, God bless them Tip Bliss. No Bet “D) EMPSEY’S gonna win.” “Tunney’s gonna win.’ “You're crazy—Tunney's a false crazy —Dempsey’s a Punney hasn't a chance in a mil- lion.” “Neither has Dempsey, not a chance in’ ten mil- lion.” “Betja ten bucks on the fight.” “What odds?” “Odds? Jumpin’ catfish—why do you nt odds? What odds will you give me?” James A. Sanaker. Proved ENKS: Is the new J cook you man- 1 to engage a n girl? Mrs. Jexns: Ab- solutely. I got her to sign a year's con- tract. gr comicbooks.com