You're All Just Jealous of My Jetpack #[nn]

A mouse spends the season reading James Joyce’s Ulysses instead of preparing for winter, clinging to the novel’s dense pages as the cold sets in—only to meet an icy end with the book still open.

In 2042, science and religion temporarily unite to form a new discipline, only to fracture again by 2049 over a single question: what to call it. This one-page satire captures the absurdity of ideological clashes, even when the stakes seem oddly small.

A satirical take on the absurd claims in Dan Brown’s latest thriller, this story imagines a fictionalized version of the book’s wild premises—like a haunted wishing well in the Oval Office, rabbits making phone calls, and mysterious eggs arriving from the moon—delivered with deadpan humor and a wink.