Considering my great-grandfather died of typhus, leaving my great-grandmother seven months pregnant, I’ll go with Marcie. I can see echoes of that disaster down to the present generation.
I had to look at this comic several times and read the comics before I finally quit mentally correcting “beesness” to “business.” The brain sees what it expects to see, not necessarily what’s out there!
Well, the top equation clearly is wrong, and the bottom equation is as well, and the rest is just a jumble of numbers except for Einstein’s equation in two forms over on the right. So I don’t think he has to worry about having proved anything. Which should be a relief!
They’re talking about French art. They have all the room they need.