inadquate
Original: inadquate on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1:
Young man: Mom, I'm feeling inadequate. By my age, Einstein had overturned physics at least three separate times.
Mother: Sweetie, be fair to yourself.
Panel 2:
Mother: Einstein did that stuff while being a genius. All of your achievements were won while being a dumbass.
Panel 3:
Mother: That's easy mode! Like, remember when you made me a cutting board yourself? You did that without being intelligent, wise, or creative. Wow!
Panel 4:
Man: That was a chessboard.
Panel 5:
Mother: Wow! And with so many different sizes of square!
Votey:
Mother (continuing): In fact, not just squares! All sorts of shapes!
(The man hangs his head, looking dejected.)
Young man: Mom, I'm feeling inadequate. By my age, Einstein had overturned physics at least three separate times.
Mother: Sweetie, be fair to yourself.
Panel 2:
Mother: Einstein did that stuff while being a genius. All of your achievements were won while being a dumbass.
Panel 3:
Mother: That's easy mode! Like, remember when you made me a cutting board yourself? You did that without being intelligent, wise, or creative. Wow!
Panel 4:
Man: That was a chessboard.
Panel 5:
Mother: Wow! And with so many different sizes of square!
Votey:
Mother (continuing): In fact, not just squares! All sorts of shapes!
(The man hangs his head, looking dejected.)
Alt text
A four-panel SMBC comic. Panel 1: A young man tells his seated, gray-haired mother, "Mom, I'm feeling inadequate. By my age, Einstein had overturned physics at least three separate times." She replies, "Sweetie, be fair to yourself." Panel 2: The mother continues, "Einstein did that stuff while being a genius. All of your achievements were won while being a dumbass." Panel 3: She goes on, "That's easy mode! Like, remember when you made me a cutting board yourself? You did that without being intelligent, wise, or creative. Wow!" Panel 4: The man flatly corrects her: "That was a chessboard." Panel 5: Unfazed, the mother gushes, "Wow! And with so many different sizes of square!" Votey (aftercomic): A close-up of the mother enthusiastically adding, "In fact, not just squares! All sorts of shapes!" while the man hangs his head in defeat. The joke: her backhanded reassurance keeps getting worse, and she's too oblivious to even tell a chessboard's uniform squares apart.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.