Ziggy learns firsthand the plight of much of the third world and beyond - the basic human "search" for sustenance - a search that ends only in futility for a large portion of the human race. Granted, a posh diner seems an ironic place to learn this message, but I think the ironic juxtaposition serves to underline the basic point.
After all, how long will it be before glorious apocalypse reduces even the wealthy to mere scavengers, unaided by their servant proxies who no longer see any benefit in outmoded currency, and the bygone sewers rise with a plague of roaches, themselves only 2% removed genetically from the lobster that's getting away in this strip? This feature's never more than a couple of steps removed from Armageddon.
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