of-toast-and-butter
Original: of-toast-and-butter on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Young woman: Why does toast always fall butter-side down?
Older woman: It doesn't.
Panel 2:
Older woman: Humans are just disproportionately likely to remember sad events over happy ones.
Panel 3:
Young woman: This is why it's so hard to be happy. Even if the toast had 30 surfaces, only one of which was buttered, you would still perceive it as always falling on the butter side.
Panel 4:
Older woman: Look upon the butter-down pang of despair, for it is the shape of your psyche.
Panel 5:
Young woman: It'll be okay if I just scrape off a little butter.
Older woman: I too was once young.
Votey:
Caption: The butter is a metaphor for serenity
(A drawing of a downturned, weary face.)
Young woman: Why does toast always fall butter-side down?
Older woman: It doesn't.
Panel 2:
Older woman: Humans are just disproportionately likely to remember sad events over happy ones.
Panel 3:
Young woman: This is why it's so hard to be happy. Even if the toast had 30 surfaces, only one of which was buttered, you would still perceive it as always falling on the butter side.
Panel 4:
Older woman: Look upon the butter-down pang of despair, for it is the shape of your psyche.
Panel 5:
Young woman: It'll be okay if I just scrape off a little butter.
Older woman: I too was once young.
Votey:
Caption: The butter is a metaphor for serenity
(A drawing of a downturned, weary face.)
Alt text
A five-panel black-and-white comic between two women, a younger one and an older one. Panel 1: the young woman asks why toast always falls butter-side down; the older woman replies, "It doesn't." Panel 2: the older woman explains humans are just disproportionately likely to remember sad events over happy ones. Panel 3: the young woman reasons that this is why it's so hard to be happy: even if toast had 30 surfaces with only one buttered, you'd still perceive it as always landing butter-side. Panel 4: the older woman intones grandly, "Look upon the butter-down pang of despair, for it is the shape of your psyche." Panel 5: the young woman hopefully says it'll be okay if she just scrapes off a little butter; the older woman replies wearily, "I too was once young," implying the optimism fades with age. Votey: a hand-lettered caption reads "The butter is a metaphor for serenity" above a drawing of a downturned, weary, defeated face.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.