Life, 1929-01-11 · page 6 of 36
Life — January 11, 1929 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**Main Cartoon ("Two Business Men's luncheions, please"):** The top cartoon satirizes business culture by depicting two formally-dressed men at a restaurant table where the waiter presents an enormous powder compact instead of food. The joke mocks the pretense and frivolity of businessmen—suggesting they're so obsessed with appearance and vanity that they'd order cosmetics for lunch. It's social satire on masculine vanity and commercial superficiality. **Other Sections:** The page contains miscellaneous humor pieces: "A Humdinger" (children's joke), "Fade-Out" (movie-star verse), and social commentary on gender dynamics ("Lookout's Wife"). The bottom cartoon depicts a domestic scene where a wife observes her husband's distraction with business matters, commenting on his inability to focus on their relationship. The overall theme critiques commercialism, vanity, and work-life imbalance in 1920s-30s American society.
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“Two Business Men's luncheons, please.” | Vow | Berween a lady fair and me A powder compact is, A not-solittle rounded box From which she decks her phizz. T grant it is a useful thing. What makes the lady weep | Is that I stonily refuse The compact long to keep. Our compact of eternal love ; I'll gladly keep for aye. But she must keep the powder pact, Or I'll no longer stay. For when together we step out, My purpose I divulge— Which is, I'll bear no powder box. It makes my pocket bulge! Fairfax Downey. HOME ECONOMICS Sue: I'm going home to mother! | He: That’s an idea! Let’s both go. PREPARATION Reporter: “How did you prepare your- | self for the harships of an Arctic Expedi- tion?” Exptorer: I rode all over New Eng- land in a rumble seat.” Arter having listened to a consid- erable number of talkies, all of which were so loud that they nearly ruined our Jear drums, we have decided to call them jthe dinemas. A HUMDINGER ‘My father is a radio announcer.” “So is mine!” Kio: “Well, I bet my father is worse than your father.” FADE-OUT Twinkte, twinkle, movie star, In your fancy motor car: When the talkies make the grade You will be a chambermaid. A. S.C. Now-a-pays, if a man falls by the wayside, the chances are that he was a pedestrian. “So he drinks his ewan eecktails?” ae = “Yes, that boy sure has the courage of |. Looxour’s Wire: Just look at him—afloat or ashore, he can’t take his mind his own concoctions.” off his business. comicbooks.com