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golden-age

Original: golden-age on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1 (title panel): WHAT IT'S LIKE TO READ 1950s SCIENCE FICTION.

Panel 2: A spaceship flies through space past a large orange planet.
Man (from inside the ship): NOW THAT THE MUON FUSION DRIVE IS RUNNING AND THE QUANTUM TELEPORTER IS FLUXING, WHERE'S MY LUNCH, WOMAN?

Panel 3: Interior of the ship. A man with dark hair sits in the foreground; a blonde woman in a pink dress stands behind him near a robot/droid.
Woman: CAN WE HAVE ONE OF THE DROIDS FIX LUNCH? THERE ARE SO MANY OF THEM.

Panel 4: Close-up of the man grimacing/baring his teeth angrily; the woman stands behind, looking unimpressed.
Man: THOSE ARE BOY ANDROIDS!

Votey:
IN A PROPER HEINLEIN NOVEL, SHE SHOULD BE EXCITED ABOUT IT, AND POSSIBLY NAKED.

Alt text

A four-panel comic titled "What it's like to read 1950s science fiction." Panel two shows a sleek spaceship flying past a large orange planet; a man inside calls out, "Now that the muon fusion drive is running and the quantum teleporter is fluxing, where's my lunch, woman?" Panel three shows the ship's interior: a dark-haired man in the foreground and a blonde woman in a pink dress beside a robot droid. She asks, "Can we have one of the droids fix lunch? There are so many of them." Panel four is a close-up of the man angrily baring his teeth as he insists, "Those are boy androids!" while the woman stands behind looking unimpressed. The joke skewers retro sci-fi's advanced technology paired with regressive sexism. Votey caption: "In a proper Heinlein novel, she should be excited about it, and possibly naked."

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.