I don’t get it. Too confusing. What’s the idea about in plain English?
All of the above.
Oh, and Mr. Shmonty, this comic is about whether happiness is an innate characteristic, a response to external stimuli, or something we can intentionally generate in ourselves. The last two panels are about being a comic. The whole thing may have induced happiness in me, but it is difficult to be sure because I am innately happy.
Oh, and the gradient goes from the green of curiosity through the yellow of certainty and on down to the pink of punchline.
Did Cat really want the snickers bar? Or did he just want what it represented? Or did he want to (be seen as someone who would want to (be seen as someone who would want to?, etc)?) want it, or not to want it, or want to steal it – either as the thing itself or as a symbol?
Or did he simply know that he, in some viscerally real yet unnameable way, was guilty – only not of what? Did he find the uncertain, or perhaps the secretive, nature of this guilt so unbearable that he sought relief by attaching it, no matter how tenuously, to some concrete object, some concrete offense? Then, was he, when chased halfway across the bridge of the rainbow by Valkyrie mall cops riding segways pulled by celestial rams, finally happy?
Or did he just crave the great taste of Snickers?
So, really, this comic is about how happiness is an ephemeral state that can be dispelled through overanalysis. Now that I understand it fully, I am no longer amused.
Happiness is just a delicate balance between remembering and forgetting.