Life, 1929-07-26 · page 6 of 36
Life — July 26, 1929 — page 6: what you’re looking at
What you’re looking at
This page combines two separate satirical pieces from *Life* magazine. **Top cartoon**: Shows a poolside scene with the caption "Now, don't swim out too far, Reggie." The humor appears to reference anxieties about leisure activities and safety warnings. **Bottom cartoon**: Titled "Scott Shots," this is a collection of brief satirical observations on contemporary life. The visual gag features a mounted deer head above various figures (including what appears to be a hunter or taxidermist), playing on themes of hunting trophies and domestic life. The text includes aphorisms mocking golfers' tedious stories, pedestrian accidents, magazine readers, cooks, bootleggers, hold-up men, and opportunity. The final note about gunshots in talkies references early sound film technology. These reflect 1920s-30s American social satire targeting leisure activities, Prohibition-era crime, and modern entertainment anxieties.
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4 To the best of our recollection there are about 20,000,000 phones in the United States, but we may have the wrong number. “Now, don't swim out too far, Reggie.” Scott Shots A good golfer must have endurance and so must his listeners. An example of poetic justice is the motorist who went into the subway and was run over by pedestrians. “And that's the iron deer that used to stand on the lawn of my father’s estate.” A magazine reader must feel like an only child sometimes. All the adver- tisers seem so anxious about his health. Too many cooks spoil the broth and too many bootleggers cut the gin. There is one good thing about a hold-up man. When he takes your money he doesn’t call it a purely nom- inal charge. Remember opportunity knocks but once. If you hear it repeated it’s prob ably the crank-shaft. Informative Item: A gunshot makes a loud noise, like a kiss in @ talkie. Sug ano Ye Swat Reap. —W. W. Scott. comicbooks.com