2011-10-07
Original: 2011-10-07 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Scientist (a woman with long blonde hair, round glasses, a white lab coat, and one black gloved hand, holding a flask of green liquid): "I just realized... if the arts are called 'the humanities,' does that make science 'the inhumanities.'"
Off-panel speaker (a face at the right edge): "Nooo... I don't think that's fair."
Panel 2:
The blonde scientist is shown in profile, looking skeptical. The speaker is revealed to be a severed green head floating in a glass tank of glowing green liquid.
Disembodied head in the tank: "On the other hand, I'm a head you revived in a tank of mood-enhancing hormones, so I might not be the best judge."
Panel 3:
The scientist looks alarmed.
Scientist: "What the— YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN ACID!"
The green head sits in the tank looking placid.
Votey:
A rough black-and-white sketch of the scientist (long hair, glasses, worried expression) wielding a futuristic ray gun that fires a lightning bolt.
Scientist (a woman with long blonde hair, round glasses, a white lab coat, and one black gloved hand, holding a flask of green liquid): "I just realized... if the arts are called 'the humanities,' does that make science 'the inhumanities.'"
Off-panel speaker (a face at the right edge): "Nooo... I don't think that's fair."
Panel 2:
The blonde scientist is shown in profile, looking skeptical. The speaker is revealed to be a severed green head floating in a glass tank of glowing green liquid.
Disembodied head in the tank: "On the other hand, I'm a head you revived in a tank of mood-enhancing hormones, so I might not be the best judge."
Panel 3:
The scientist looks alarmed.
Scientist: "What the— YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN ACID!"
The green head sits in the tank looking placid.
Votey:
A rough black-and-white sketch of the scientist (long hair, glasses, worried expression) wielding a futuristic ray gun that fires a lightning bolt.
Alt text
A three-panel SMBC comic. Panel 1: A blonde woman scientist in a white lab coat with round glasses and one black glove holds a flask of green liquid and muses, 'If the arts are called "the humanities," does that make science "the inhumanities."' An off-panel voice replies, 'Nooo... I don't think that's fair.' Panel 2: The voice is revealed to be a severed human head floating alive in a tank of glowing green liquid. The head says, 'On the other hand, I'm a head you revived in a tank of mood-enhancing hormones, so I might not be the best judge.' The scientist looks skeptical. Panel 3: The scientist recoils in alarm and shouts, 'What the— YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE IN ACID!'—revealing she didn't intend the head to survive at all. Votey (aftercomic): A rough sketch of the scientist firing a futuristic ray gun that shoots a lightning bolt, presumably finishing the job.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.