Life, 1929-05-03 · page 17 of 44
Life — May 3, 1929 — page 17: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
**Top Cartoon ("The subway starts an air line"):** A chaotic cartoon depicting numerous people engaged in slapstick violence—throwing objects, fighting, and tumbling—aboard what appears to be a crowded subway car. The joke satirizes the notorious roughness and disorder of urban subway transit, treating the experience as violent and anarchic enough to rival air travel. **"Feet of Clay" Essay:** E.B. Crosswhite describes disillusionment with a public figure named Bealdsley, whom he previously admired. Crosswhite recounts how Bealdsley's pretensions (claiming European travel, art appreciation) were revealed as hollow when Crosswhite discovered Bealdsley had only driven a recently purchased used car a few thousand miles—exposed as a fraud through this trivial contradiction. **Bottom Illustration:** A beach scene with poor families in a boat, likely depicting economic hardship or working-class leisure.
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4G ' Ce a ce whi, The subway starts an air line. Feet of Clay I have come to the conclusion that Most people who shoot dice Bealdsley isn’t such a man of the world and plan to stop at a stated time after all. never do. The best plan for — I used to stand more or less in awe _ them, in order to stop au- of him. He had been to Europe a tomatically, is to play couple of times and never tired of toss- with ice cubes. ing off nonchalant remarks about the Cafe Dome and the excavations of Pompeii. He had a patronizing pity for art collections other than those of the Louvre. The Metropolitan Mu- seum was in his estimation a species of side show compared with its British cousin. And he wore a beret. As I said, I stood somewhat in awe of him. Now all that is changed. The other day he drove around to show me an automobile he had just purchased. It was a used car, and I ventured the remark that sometimes they proved a gamble. “Oh, but not this one,” he hastened to explain. “It has been driven only a few thousand miles, the salesman told me, and was owned by an old couple—"” | have come to the conclusion that Bealdsley isn’t such a man of the “Well, pap, will we world after all. git th’ boat an’ haul E. B. Crosswhite. ‘em out?” comicbooks.com