[dc]G[/dc]o ahead and laugh, but this–well the last panel–is true. I did give my infant nephew copies of The Prince
and The Art of War
as a present (I gave him a nice copy of Treasure Island
too)–because everyone young boy should bone up on their Machiavelli and Sun Tzu, right?
If Jackson will grow up reading warnings against the hiring of mercenaries, or the importance of never attacking a city, I cannot say. So far, he can say ‘Uncle Dan,’ and that’s really all that matters.
[[Text: 2077 – Jacksonia Prime (formerly North America]]
[[A grizzled, stern-faced man sits on a throne, wearing armor and holding a glowing sword in his left hand. A scar runs through is left eye, and a square piece of metal is screwed to his face, with a screw in each corner. On either side of the throne hangs a banner with a large J. A little, wide-eyed girl stares up at the man on the throne.]]
[[Close up of the little girl, she is nervous and hesitates to speak]]
Girl: R-Royal Grandfather?
[[A close up of her grandfather, the man on the throne, who nods and stares back, showing no emotion]]
[[Close up of the little girl, with wide eyes, she asks a question]]
Girl: How did you become such a mighty warrior and ruler?
[[Extreme close up of her grandfather’s lower jaw]]
Royal Grandfather: My uncle.
[[Text: 2011 – Michigan]]
[[Stephanie stands in a doorway at the rear of the panel, glaring at Daniel in the foreground.]]
Stephanie: Why did you give Jackson The Prince and The Art of War for his FIRST birthday?
Daniel: Because it was HILARIOUS
{hover text: The glowing Sword of Power was a sweet sixteen present.}
