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technically-beautiful

Original: technically-beautiful on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1
Woman (dark hair): What I love about math is that you prove something that's true and it's true EVERYWHERE.
Woman (red hair): Across the vault of heaven there are aeons we'll never contact who know there's no integer between two and three.

Panel 2
Dark-haired woman: What about sorf?
Red-haired woman: Sorf?

Panel 3
Dark-haired woman: Like, "one, two, sorf, three," and so on.

Panel 4
Dark-haired woman: What's ten plus sorf?
Red-haired woman: Sorfteen.

Panel 5
Dark-haired woman: Sorf squared?
Red-haired woman: Eight.

Panel 6
Dark-haired woman (small caption): Sorf to the third power?
Red-haired woman: Two times sorfteen minus one.

Panel 7
Red-haired woman: Aha! Sorf is three, three is four, four is five, et cetera. This is base eleven shifted oddly. You're just being annoying.

Panel 8
Dark-haired woman: Me being annoying is the specific case the general case is you're technically wrong and I'm technically right.
Red-haired woman: Why do I even talk to you? It's like 1% insight, 99% semantics.

Panel 9
Dark-haired woman: Are you sure you want to go into math?

Votey:
Handwritten text: Dear God
Please let the math be right...

Alt text

A nine-panel SMBC comic. A dark-haired woman and a red-haired woman discuss math. The dark-haired woman says she loves that a proven mathematical truth is true EVERYWHERE; the red-haired woman poetically agrees that across the vault of heaven, beings we'll never contact know there's no integer between two and three. The dark-haired woman then asks 'What about sorf?' and proposes a fake number 'sorf' that sits between two and three ('one, two, sorf, three'). She quizzes the red-haired woman, who gamely answers: ten plus sorf is 'sorfteen,' sorf squared is 'eight,' sorf to the third power is 'two times sorfteen minus one.' The red-haired woman triumphantly works out that sorf is three, three is four, and so on, calling it 'base eleven shifted oddly' and accusing the dark-haired woman of just being annoying. The dark-haired woman replies that her being annoying is the specific case; the general case is that she's technically right. Exasperated, the red-haired woman says talking to her is '1% insight, 99% semantics.' The dark-haired woman asks, 'Are you sure you want to go into math?' Votey (aftercomic): a single panel of handwritten cursive text reading 'Dear God, Please let the math be right...'

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.