Ok, Doomer

#24
Panel 1: In a cozy living room with a framed landscape on the wall, a lamp and a couch, an elderly man in a cowboy hat and plaid flannel shirt leans on a cane. He points a finger in the air with an intense, ranting expression. His speech bubble reads: 'Superintelligence is coming, and when it does, we are done. All of us. Mark my words.' In the foreground, seen from behind, a bearded man in a backwards baseball cap sits at a laptop. Panel 2: The bearded man, now facing us, leans back in his chair with his arms crossed and a smug grin. He wears glasses and a baseball cap. His speech bubble reads: 'Ok, Doomer.' Behind him, the old man in the cowboy hat walks away through a doorway, cane in hand. Panel 3: Close-up of the bearded man, now sweating nervously with a strained, toothy grin. He glances sideways at his laptop and types into a chat window titled 'Claude.' The message reads: 'Thanks for all your help. Really appreciate you. Big fan.'
Transcript

Panel 1: [Old man in a cowboy hat and cane, pointing and ranting in a living room. Guy in a backwards cap sits at a laptop with his back to us] "Superintelligence is coming, and when it does, we are done. All of us. Mark my words."

Panel 2: [Guy leans back, arms crossed, smug. Old man exits through a doorway behind him] "Ok, Doomer."

Panel 3: [Guy, sweating and grinning nervously, types into a Claude chat window] "Thanks for all your help. Really appreciate you. Big fan."