Zoinks! A G-G-Ghost!!!

I suppose this cartoon is sort of a spiritual sequel (pun intended) to a cartoon I did almost sixteen years ago in which Rupert Murdoch, the ghoulish owner of Fox News, disguised himself as the “Tea Party Ghost” in an attempt to “spook” Barack Obama out of the White House.

I had the idea for this one a few days after Christmas 2025, but like most of my recent work, it took much longer both to start drawing and to complete than it ought to have, and in the interim, the Department of Homeland “Security’s” roving death squads in Minneapolis, Minnesota decided it would be terrific optics to start openly murdering friendly-looking white people with almost absurdly on-the-nose last names in addition to the black people, brown people, immigrants, and children they’d already been routinely murdering or kidnapping and sending to extermination camps throughout and outside of the country.

In light of those events, I briefly wondered if the connection my cartoon made between the cowardly, masked racists of ICE and the cowardly, masked racists of the Ku Klux Klan was perhaps now too perfunctory an observation, despite their similarities. However, this concern was (mostly) allayed by a little refresher course I gave myself about the Klan’s history, which reminded me that it was actually the notorious abduction, rape, and murder of a young, white woman which broke its second, largest, and most powerful iteration almost exactly 100 years ago, right around the same time Donald Trump’s father was, incidentally, arrested for his participation in a Klan-instigated riot.

Over a century later, it apparently remains the sad case that the American media and lawmakers in general still won’t even consider taking the systemic abuse of minorities seriously until after white people begin falling victim to those same abuses, and even then, only when those abuses are carried out in an especially brazen and idiotic manner. We already knew that ICE was filling their ranks with possibly the stupidest motherfuckers on the planet; the kinds of waddling, chinless lobotomites who can’t even pass open-book tests and probably think “trigger discipline” refers to a sexual kink. The terrorist organization’s vetting of candidates is reportedly so sloppy or even nonexistent that I’m a bit surprised (and quite disappointed) they haven’t found themselves beset by at least a couple of Hugo Stiglitzes by now.

Thus, it’s no shock that they’re all about as careful and cautious in going about their business as a Rage-infected monkey. They think they can get away with it because their idiot bosses, who are nearly as dumb as they are, have assured them that any evidence which connects them to their crimes has been spoiled or destroyed, and I guess also that video records of them committing those crimes, including the ones they constantly produce themselves, are inadmissible in court or something: “Footage you personally filmed would constitute self-incrimination, so you can block it by pleading the Fifth,” according to the dingbats at Bondi, Zuckerkorn, Hyperchicken & Hutz, probably.

I certainly hope they’re underestimating the country’s collective thirst for revenge. Such desires tend to have a long memory and become more intense with time rather than mellowing out, so the longer it takes for justice to find them, the more they ought to end up regretting that it took so long, and begging for the relative safety of life in prison.

These villains do not deserve that mercy. They cannot be rehabilitated or reintegrated into society. They must not ever be forgiven for their crimes against humanity, and must never be granted another moment’s tranquility or joy in what little hopefully remains of their miserable, wicked lives.