No, but it’s not their fault either, and it is your fault for taking advantage of their reality blindness to devour them. Say, wasn’t Renard obsessed with evil when we first saw him? Now he’s completely the opposite.
I believe the idea was to blind the civilians so that they can commit whatever atrocities they like without any backlash. If a few civilians get killed along the way, they’re “acceptable losses” or some similar bit of cruelty disguised by jargon.
Foxes make peace, turtles make strife.
I’ve got to serve this tiger for life.
Can’t help working for H. T., guys.
Tell me he’s scary, tell me he’s cruel.
Tell me I’m crazy, (so I’m a fool.)
Can’t help working for H. T., guys.
When I go away,
I might mean to stay.
And when I find him, I’m frightened still.
I know he’ll kill.
He can be evil as evil can be,
Living his life as the Greater H. T.
Can’t help working for H. T., guys.
—from “Can’t Help Lovin’ Dat Man,” music by Jerome Kern, lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II, from the musical “Show Boat.”
Well, this shows the entire problem with increasing human reality blindness to attack the odd. Sure, no humans will stand up for them or stop your strike teams, but all that really does is make it easier for you to kill the nonhumans that are good at working with people while leaving the more monstrous to prey easily on those who can no longer defend themselves. It’s like they had the priorities backwards.
And after scooping out the brain for your scalloped cervelle de veau you can use the skull as a decorative serving dish.
Very genteel savagery. I approve.
No, but it’s not their fault either, and it is your fault for taking advantage of their reality blindness to devour them. Say, wasn’t Renard obsessed with evil when we first saw him? Now he’s completely the opposite.
It’s A-Sig’s fault, and starting a war by blinding most of their own potential troops was their crap strategy.
I believe the idea was to blind the civilians so that they can commit whatever atrocities they like without any backlash. If a few civilians get killed along the way, they’re “acceptable losses” or some similar bit of cruelty disguised by jargon.
Oh… For some reason I feel a heartfelt pain that Renard is resigning as webmaster… I may be projecting, but Renard must be sooo disappointed in H.T.
Bet he’s already eaten some fat babies.
With baby oil?
Y’all tried eating unoiled babies?
I don’t think telling Renard about the recipes is necessarily helping your argument, HT.
It saddens me to see H.T. go monster. I liked him as suave supervillain!
Still sounds like Tony Jay though. Even in the last panel.
Ah, the ever-popular “To Serve Man” column….
Nineteen minutes earlier, and I could’ve had that fruit! ^_^
Oh, is that the food blog by Julia Ada Child?
Vegetarian recipes, probably.
Is it vegetarian if it’s the plants that are carnivorous?
Depends if the plants are cannibals or not.
Foxes make peace, turtles make strife.
I’ve got to serve this tiger for life.
Can’t help working for H. T., guys.
Tell me he’s scary, tell me he’s cruel.
Tell me I’m crazy, (so I’m a fool.)
Can’t help working for H. T., guys.
When I go away,
I might mean to stay.
And when I find him, I’m frightened still.
I know he’ll kill.
He can be evil as evil can be,
Living his life as the Greater H. T.
Can’t help working for H. T., guys.
—from “Can’t Help Lovin’ Dat Man,” music by Jerome Kern, lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II, from the musical “Show Boat.”
Well, this shows the entire problem with increasing human reality blindness to attack the odd. Sure, no humans will stand up for them or stop your strike teams, but all that really does is make it easier for you to kill the nonhumans that are good at working with people while leaving the more monstrous to prey easily on those who can no longer defend themselves. It’s like they had the priorities backwards.
To be fair, the Biomass is also pretty good at preying on people who know what it is. ones who are at least as prepared as the soldier Renard met.
Yeah, but some of the townspeople might have been able to at least flee, if they could see what was really going on.
This is pretty typical conversation between a webmaster and their client.