Screenshot: Boston Globe

Michael Cohen testified yesterday. Words were said, some good, most bad. I’m not here to talk about that. I’m here to talk about the nightmare fuel unleashed last night by Boston Globe design editor Lesley Becker. 

Now, I’m not exactly an authority on what constitutes Good Art—unless you count my second grade tracings of Dragon Ball Z characters and Jurassic Park dinos, my drawing game has been nonexistent basically forever. But the above rendering of Cohen as a patchy, pixelated, post-nuclear fallout take on Master Splinter really only leaves room for one question, directed openly into the void.

What the fuck?