Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for December 10, 2016
Transcript:
Narrator: And so, despite the exertions of a few, the planet slipped back into its piscean time beam... restoring the world to an ordinary reality where the living lead lives of rag-tag randomness. Zonker: Mark! Mark: Zonk! What are you doing in Nepal? Narrator: ...and the dead stay dead! Honey: A William Casey here to see you, sir! Duke: Huh?
What’s the point? If Casey the living lost the brain tissue enabling him to speak, how would Casey the dead be any more talkative?