exact-science
Original: exact-science on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1 (header): IN MOVIES:
Narration: THE RANDOM TO SPACE WILL NEVER WORK! THERE'S TOO MUCH AIR DRAG!
A woman with reddish hair: WHAT IF WE USED A LASER TO RARELY A TUBE OF AIR?
Panel 2 (header): TWO HOURS LATER:
(A rocket launches successfully, leaving a trail of smoke.)
Panel 3 (header): IN REALITY:
A man with glasses: WHAT IF WE USED A LASER TO RARELY A TUBE OF AIR?
Panel 4 (header): 20 YEARS LATER:
An older man with glasses (to an older woman beside him): AND NOW WE KNOW EXACTLY WHY THAT WON'T WORK!
Votey:
The same older man's head, eyes downcast, with a speech bubble above: UNLESS...
Narration: THE RANDOM TO SPACE WILL NEVER WORK! THERE'S TOO MUCH AIR DRAG!
A woman with reddish hair: WHAT IF WE USED A LASER TO RARELY A TUBE OF AIR?
Panel 2 (header): TWO HOURS LATER:
(A rocket launches successfully, leaving a trail of smoke.)
Panel 3 (header): IN REALITY:
A man with glasses: WHAT IF WE USED A LASER TO RARELY A TUBE OF AIR?
Panel 4 (header): 20 YEARS LATER:
An older man with glasses (to an older woman beside him): AND NOW WE KNOW EXACTLY WHY THAT WON'T WORK!
Votey:
The same older man's head, eyes downcast, with a speech bubble above: UNLESS...
Alt text
A four-panel comic contrasting how scientific breakthroughs happen in movies versus reality. Panel 1, labeled 'IN MOVIES,' shows a red-haired woman and narration reading 'The random to space will never work! There's too much air drag!'; the woman proposes 'What if we used a laser to rarely [rarefy] a tube of air?' Panel 2, 'TWO HOURS LATER,' shows a rocket already launching successfully into the sky. Panel 3, 'IN REALITY,' shows a man with glasses making the exact same proposal: 'What if we used a laser to rarely [rarefy] a tube of air?' Panel 4, '20 YEARS LATER,' shows him now older, sitting beside an older woman, declaring 'And now we know exactly why that won't work!' The joke: in movies a wild idea instantly succeeds, while in reality decades of work often just prove the idea was wrong. Votey: a close-up of the same now-older man's face, eyes cast down, with a thought rising above him: 'Unless...' He can't quite let the failed idea go.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.