Thanks to The Oatmeal, the world now knows that Nikola Tesla had what the kids at “Adventure Time!” aptly termed Stanky Old Wizard Eyes*.
And, really, is that surprising? The man was a Ghat Danged LIGHTNING WIZARD. In an age when people were still using the fart stank residue from oil wells to light their homes, Nikola Tesla created wireless electrical transmission and used it in his house. He showed off his ability to create ball lightning to his friend Mark Twain. And then…!
I mean… Just… WHAT THE HELL, people?!
I tell you this, for free: If I had a time machine, the first thing I’d do is go forward in time, dig up Tesla’s corpse from the monument at which I’ll have it buried, then I’d go back in time to the moment of Tesla’s “death.” I’d swap out his corpse for him, and bring him back to the present, where Modern-Day medical tech–much of which owes its existence to him–could revive and nurse him back to health. Just so he could SEE it, you know? Just so he could take it all in, and understand how much we rely on even the smallest of his works, and so he could do maybe ONE last thing with that mind of his.
That’s what I’d use a time machine for. Yes.
Just Go read the comic. I can almost guarantee you’ll learn something new, and even if you don’t, it’s an hilarious and touching tribute to one of the most amazing minds the world has ever known.
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*Explained:
So in other words, ‘Vincent and the Doctor’.
Did Telsa even think up some giant mecha robots? If he didn’t, we need to show him some Gundam.
You, my friend, need to read The Five Fists Of Science, because that is already on my itinerary.
http://www.amazon.com/Five-Fists-Science-Matt-Fraction/dp/1582406057
Tesla invented a rifle to write his name on Mars. Mecha? He don’t need no stinkin’ mecha.
*grin*
I mean, really, the man is the reason we have the idea of a Mad Scientist, at all.
See? We owe him So Much.
Proof that Edison is an asshole:
From the entry ‘Edisonade’ from The Encyclopedia of Fantastic Victoriana
“And the Edisonades were among among the more morally reprehensible works of fiction of the 19th century, on a par with the dime novels the Confederacy published to glorify slavery.”