Life, 1928-11-30 · page 23 of 52
Life — November 30, 1928 — page 23: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page contains three satirical pieces typical of 1920s-30s American humor: **"The Saxophonist Who Got Too Hot"** (comic strip): A musician playing saxophone becomes so energetically absorbed in his music that he literally ignites, with flames consuming him and his surroundings. The joke satirizes passionate jazz performance and the era's association of jazz with wild, uncontrolled behavior. **"Thoughts of a Girl About Herself"**: A monologue mocking the self-absorbed, aimless social world of upper-class unmarried women. The protagonist complains of boredom, obsesses over marriage prospects and her appearance, and engages in shallow introspection—satirizing both female dependency on marriage and the pretentiousness of self-analysis. **"The Professional Stowaway"** and **"Tough Referee"**: Brief joke captions depicting domestic squabbles and sports scenes, using exaggeration for humor. The satire targets 1920s social conventions: jazz-age excess, women's limited life options despite social freedom, and marital dynamics among the leisure class.
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Tue SaxorpHontst WHo Got Too Hot Thoughts of a Girl About Herself Gosu I'm bored I s’pose I ought to do something about it when you don’t get married there’s simply nothing else to do except Junior League work or something I'll be damned if I weigh babies or have a Girl Scout Troop I think it’s perfectly all right to do something like that if you're really int’rested but nobody is really they just do it so people will think they aren't wasting their time I wish Freddie would call up at this point I'd even rather see him than do nothing only I wish he wouldn't keep asking me to marry him I can’t stand his Adam's apple I wonder if that book Mother got is any good but I can’t bear the thought of opening a book at this point I s’pose I actually ought to be doing something if I only could dance or act or something it would be divine to be on the stage the trouble is you have to have a drag if there was any chance of meeting decent men in this town a girl might have some chance of getting married gosh I’m bored I wonder what's at the Lyric am I dif'rent than other people I wonder if every girl | sort of thinks things out the way I do I think it’s foul to be so introspective or something it just makes you unhappy but I s'pose it’s because I've got a Puri- tan conscience or something I wish I was unscrupulous and selfish and all the way most girls are GOSH I'm bored... . . Lloyd Mayer. THE PROFESSIONAL STOWAWAY Hussanp: There’s something wrong with the engine of this car. I wonder what's causing that knocking? Wire: Don’t worry, darling. It’s prob- ably Clarence Terhune. He: What are you thinking about? Sue: Now, Tom! Don’t think you can trick me into doing the proposing. a) Ly es TRO OW! SC =a / Yo a4 if ol Toucn Rereree: When I say go to your corner I mean it! comicbooks.com