Is this the only comic that can be made about the Taliban without me getting my head cut off? Maybe, only time will tell, and I’ve heard time is being coy these days about telling us anything.

So yes! I am totally a dad now! Little Man is coming up to his third week of life, and his geopolitical opinions are a little rough around the edges. It’s ok, we have time to iron them out I’m sure. I had a whole lot of great gags written here but WordPress deleted it all. So this post is going to be much more brief.

Auckland just got it’s first lockdown in about a year due to someone walking in some Delta variant from Australia. Nice one guys I hope it was worth it. Although in all honesty I haven’t noticed any difference. I’ve been on paternity leave lockdown since Little Man was born. So my life has not been impacted at all.

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Nyx stands on a particularly seedy looking street full of no-hopers and junkies.
Caption: One of the Smelt Street psiborgs came into a small fortune at the races.

A cyborg hand gives a small, full bag to Nyx’s human hand.
Caption: Gave me the whole bundle to find some Fractic.

Nyx stands, sunglasses on, in a white room with maybe one piece of furniture in it. A rich, respectable programmer is looking nervous, offering some kind of plug’n’play device.
Caption: Not cheap street code, the good stuff that turns a mind straight to mush.

Close up on a psiborg staring straight ahead with an intense, tortured expression.
Caption: Ever since those poor bastards figured out how to know everything

Same frame, but the psiborg has jammed the Fractic directly into a headport, and now has the slack-jawed, glassy-eyed expression of a heroin junkie.
Caption: they’ve been doing their best to know nothing.