Life, 1929-07-05 · page 16 of 41
Life — July 5, 1929 — page 16: what you’re looking at
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This page contains two distinct pieces: **Top cartoon**: A visitor asks a young woman about becoming a burglar if given another chance. She replies she'd get an education and become an "embezzler" instead. The satire mocks both crime and social pretension—suggesting that white-collar crime (embezzlement) is considered more respectable than common burglary, despite both being criminal. It's commentary on class-based attitudes toward different types of illegal activity. **Bottom section**: "Mrs. Pepsi Diary" (dated June 12) includes poetry mocking seniors and a car illustration labeled "Twin Oaks," satirizing pretentious estate naming among the wealthy. Both pieces target social snobbery and class-consciousness of the era.
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June 12—Two more stan. zas done this morning on the song our class will sing to the Seniors to the tune Leonard of “Oh! Susanna,” and they do go: We have wondered why we ever put in so much time on math. When it has helped us not one foot along the social path; What avails a splendid sonnet or the power of Pater’s prose When you need a snappy bonnet and some powder on your nose? Wise old Seniors! If you'd qualify, Put your trust in Reboux and Chanel, and keep your compacte dry. O it’s simply swell to have a line on every royal king, Vistror: If you had it to do But to know you must not lead from over again, would you be a one is quite another thing. burglar? To prate of Pope and Thomas Nashe “No, ma'am, I'd get an edu- is utterly absurd, . cation and be an embexsler.” When about them many men with cash have never even heard. Wise old Seniors! Let your light so shine That your partners won't need blinkers when you're taken out to dine. , To the coiffeur for a permanent wave, but, because of the considerable undu- lation which remains, he did admon- ish me to wait another month, so | did submit to nought but a quick trim, and left in the high spirits of ABpeen (Continued on Page 32) “Oh, Worthington, what a pity! And just as we had decided to call the place ‘Twin Oaks!’ ” comicbooks.com