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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A near-future rocket ship is blasting off from a dusty launch site. Other rockets are waiting their turn to depart. The launch site is surrounded by a high chain link fence topped with barbed wire. A massive mob presses against the fence.
Caption: To save our species, we had to abandon Earth.

Seed ships leaving the atmosphere. Around the outer atmosphere is a tonne of space junk.
Caption: Our journey would take generations, so we had plenty of time to think

The mob riots, pressing against a chain link fence. There is a small Indian child at the front, looking through the fence with big sad eyes. He doesn't seem to mind he's being smooshed a little into the fence. His little hands clinging to the wire.
Caption: about the billions we left behind.