"The gist is that the smug dork of the title pops up to point out the supposed hypocrisy of those who, say, express their misgivings about Apple's labor practices on an iPhone or own a car despite calling for seat belts. The final panel features a medieval peasant saying, "We should improve society somewhat," as Mister Gotcha pops out of a well, saying, "Yet you participate in society! Curious! I am very intelligent.""
"(And on her partner Helen's behalf, too, given that Helen's conscience has been absorbed by the collective while her body has been buried in the backyard.) It has not been an easy path for Carol to say the least: Not only has she mostly turned down the make-a-wish indulgences embraced by Diabaté, she has also alienated herself from the dozen other souls on the planet who've proven immune to the alien virus."
Carol has steadfastly rejected the Others and sought to protect humanity by refusing comforts they offer, even as that stance isolates her from other immune survivors. She endures costly sacrifices: forgoing Diabaté's indulgences, alienating dozens of fellow immune souls, and bearing the burden of Helen's partial absorption into the collective and buried body. Despite rejecting the Others, Carol continues to participate in societal systems and conveniences provided by the Others, such as a restocked grocery store, automated trash removal, and remote gas-pump activation. The tension between moral resistance and practical dependency underscores the high personal cost of her choices.
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