Word: lampooning
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...perhaps by no fault of his own, has not yet become a member of the Harvard faculty. Among his many golden truths is the often quoted aphorism that "they all look good when they're far away." To nothing in Cambridge does this apply more forcefully than to the Lampoon. In its own office, and among all Harvard men everywhere, is a tradition that once upon a time the Lampoon was a perfectly side-splitting paper...
Having heard this boy and man, for twenty-five years, the present reviewer nevertheless feels that, like Punch, the British Empire and the New Haven Railroad, the Lampoon isn't as good as it used to be, and never...
...recent years, moreover, the Lampoon has followed the example of so many middle-aged churchwardens and trustees, and has gone on the loose, The sight of the old reprobate reeling home from a night in a barroom has distressed the whole congregation. Various sisters and brothers have stood up and urged his expulsion from the fold. Only a few cooler heads have dared to think that these symptoms are characteristic of many individuals in their fifties and sixties; and that such sisters usually come to their senses, and become the sweetest, most pious old gentlemen that you would care...
During the past few weeks there has been evidence that this view of the Lampoon is the correct one. The current issue shows that the Lampoon has got religion, a clean collar, a shave, shine and shampoo, and is reverting with god2ly zeal to its old state of grace. It is a good, clean book for the whole family, and you can show it to Bill Roper too, if he comes around after supper for a Ford ride. The little group of graduate Lampooners in New York, who recently apologized to the world for the Lampoon's latest lapse from...
...whole tone of the new Lampoon, however, is not ironic but kindly. It beams with benevolence, like the Christian Science Monitor. It is the Pickwick among college funny papers; a smiling old philanthropist, with a fondness for old friends, old wine and old jokes. Only at intervals in this issue will the reader cut himself on the razor edge of real wit. There is a paragraph in the south-west corner of page 232 which would have made F. P. A. very happy had he thought of it. The parody of the sainted Bruce Barton on page 237 is clean...