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Cup

Original: Cup on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1

Woman (with long dark hair and glasses): COULD YOU HAND ME FIVE HUNDRED SEXTILLION TERABYTES OF FLOUR?

Man (with mustache): SAY "CUP." JUST SAY "A CUP" AND I'LL GIVE YOU A CUP.

Woman: I GUESS MASS-ENERGY EQUIVALENCE AND THE FACT THAT INFORMATION IS PHYSICAL ARE JUST POINTLESS DISCOVERIES TO YOU?

Caption (below panel): So far, no takers for my Einstein-Landauer culinary units.

Votey:

(ANYONE CAUGHT CHECKING THE CALCULATIONS OR DISPUTING THE SCIENCE WILL BE BANISHED FROM POLITE SOCIETY)

Alt text

A two-person kitchen argument. A woman with long dark hair and glasses, in a mustard-yellow sweater, stands facing left with her hands clasped. She asks a man, "Could you hand me five hundred sextillion terabytes of flour?" The man, who has brown hair and a mustache and wears a teal shirt, turns toward an off-panel counter and replies, "Say 'cup.' Just say 'a cup' and I'll give you a cup." The woman retorts, "I guess mass-energy equivalence and the fact that information is physical are just pointless discoveries to you?" A caption below reads: "So far, no takers for my Einstein-Landauer culinary units." The joke is that she insists on stating a measure of flour using its absurdly enormous equivalent in energy (Einstein) and information/computation (Landauer) units instead of just saying "a cup." Votey (bonus panel): a hand-drawn box containing the text, "(Anyone caught checking the calculations or disputing the science will be banished from polite society)."

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.