Look, the thing about the very sad fictional characters I love is that I have to make them sadder. So that the person they love can touch them with strong-but-careful hands. It’s science.
I need to talk about the fact that Jimmy and Richard took the time to make masks to hide their faces (I mean, Richard *is* rather distinctive), and then wore the clothes they literally wear everyday.
But best of all
Richard
Wore
His
Hat
That sweet angel got ready to go kill some klansmen, tied a burlap sack over his face/mask, and then carefully placed his hat on top. It’s the worst disguise EVER. It’s roughly the equivalent of a three year old closing his eyes and thinking that because he can’t see you, you can’t see him.