I have said it before, and I will say it again. I love Randall Munroe and I always will. If everyone in the world disappeared tomorrow (with the exception of me), I would miss calling out for pizza, and Randall Munroe. Here is why:
Bernanke, trying not to slip in the patches of blood on the floor, struggled with Greenspan. The older man moved like a snake that moved like a former Fed Chairman who moved like a ninja. At last, Bernanke got a solid grip on Greenspan’s collar and hurled him through the fourth wall, knocking you to the ground.
Improvising a tourniquet from the remains of the snake left over from the earlier simile, Bernanke moved on through the hallways.
When xkcd takes down a fourth wall, it stays down. Got me? To read the rest of this story, which you will, the following link will prove most advantageous: Federal Reserve Skateboard
