Pajama-world cartoonist, Chris Muir, ran a really weird cartoon last Sunday. Some are hyperventilating that it's some veiled assassination threat, which seems silly to me. It could be read as a kind of mocking parody of Beckville. But the conviction with which this rant is delivered, and the need to place it in the mouth of a black man (cartoons are wonderful things) ... well, you make up your own mind. There are ways of saying things without saying them. Which, of course, is why political cartooning endures as a form. It's after the jump:

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