2006-07-14
Original: 2006-07-14 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
A father sits on the edge of a child's bed in a darkened bedroom at night, a starry window behind him. He smiles and gestures reassuringly to a small blonde child tucked under the covers.
Father: "Sweetie, don't worry. There IS no afterlife. When you die, you simply cease to be."
Caption (below panel): Dad explains why there is no ghost under my bed.
Votey:
Close-up of the smiling father, drawn in a loose sketch style, raising a hand as he continues to speak.
Father: "Also, fear is just a physical process, like love."
A father sits on the edge of a child's bed in a darkened bedroom at night, a starry window behind him. He smiles and gestures reassuringly to a small blonde child tucked under the covers.
Father: "Sweetie, don't worry. There IS no afterlife. When you die, you simply cease to be."
Caption (below panel): Dad explains why there is no ghost under my bed.
Votey:
Close-up of the smiling father, drawn in a loose sketch style, raising a hand as he continues to speak.
Father: "Also, fear is just a physical process, like love."
Alt text
A father sits on the edge of his young blonde child's bed at night, a star-filled window behind him. Smiling warmly and gesturing reassuringly, he says: "Sweetie, don't worry. There IS no afterlife. When you die, you simply cease to be." A caption beneath reads: "Dad explains why there is no ghost under my bed." The joke is that his attempt at comfort is bleakly nihilistic rather than soothing. Votey (aftercomic): a loose sketch close-up of the still-smiling father raising a hand as he adds, "Also, fear is just a physical process, like love" — doubling down on the cold reductionism.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.