2014-07-29
Original: 2014-07-29 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Queen: Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?
Panel 2:
Mirror: You, my queen!
Panel 3:
Mirror: According to one interpretation anyway.
Panel 4:
Mirror: Gee, most mirrors would just do a straight average of preferences on a scale from 0 to 100 of all people in the kingdom. Under that rubric, you're barely top quintile.
Panel 5:
Mirror: But, if we weight the average so that people with strong preferences count more, you really benefit from the surprisingly large community of septuagenarian fetishists.
Panel 6:
Queen: I'm 61.
Mirror: Hey, work what you got.
Panel 7:
Mirror: Anyway, my point is this: perverts and the root mean square make you the fairest anywhere!
Panel 8:
Mirror: The data doesn't speak for itself!
Votey:
Handwritten list titled "Things I can't draw":
- cats
- cars
- buildings
- ellipses
Queen: Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?
Panel 2:
Mirror: You, my queen!
Panel 3:
Mirror: According to one interpretation anyway.
Panel 4:
Mirror: Gee, most mirrors would just do a straight average of preferences on a scale from 0 to 100 of all people in the kingdom. Under that rubric, you're barely top quintile.
Panel 5:
Mirror: But, if we weight the average so that people with strong preferences count more, you really benefit from the surprisingly large community of septuagenarian fetishists.
Panel 6:
Queen: I'm 61.
Mirror: Hey, work what you got.
Panel 7:
Mirror: Anyway, my point is this: perverts and the root mean square make you the fairest anywhere!
Panel 8:
Mirror: The data doesn't speak for itself!
Votey:
Handwritten list titled "Things I can't draw":
- cats
- cars
- buildings
- ellipses
Alt text
An eight-panel comic. A queen in a crown and red robe stands before a magic mirror, whose face appears as a green-skinned figure within the mirror frame. The queen asks, "Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" The mirror replies, "You, my queen! According to one interpretation anyway." It explains that most mirrors would just take a straight average of everyone's preference ratings on a 0-to-100 scale, under which she's "barely top quintile." But, it says, if you weight the average so people with strong preferences count more, she benefits from "the surprisingly large community of septuagenarian fetishists." The queen says, "I'm 61." The mirror responds, "Hey, work what you got." Its point: "perverts and the root mean square make you the fairest anywhere!" Final panel, the smiling mirror declares, "The data doesn't speak for itself!" Votey: a handwritten note titled "Things I can't draw," listing cats, cars, buildings, and ellipses.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.