ICE “Posthumously” “Deports” “Ricky Ricardo”

So, look, we all knew things were getting a little wild in the MAGAverse, but this is some next-level dystopian stuff straight out of a Black Mirror episode that got rejected for being too on the nose. In a move that has absolutely everyone who passed eighth-grade history clutching their pearls, Immigration and Customs Enforcement, under orders that feel like they came straight from a guy who still thinks the TV is magic, has posthumously deported the “legendary entertainer Ricky Ricardo.”

Yeah, you read that right. ICE is deporting a fictional (and long since deceased) character. The guy whose entire comedic bit was trying to explain his crazy American life to his Cuban aunties has been declared, by the Trump administration’s shock troops, an undesirable. ICE agents, presumably following a lead from a deeply-online Twitter thread run by someone whose profile picture is a cartoon eagle, reportedly showed up to the West Coast Studio where I Love Lucy was filmed. We’re told they were confused when they couldn’t find him, and instead of, you know, doing a two-second Google search, they filed the paperwork. Ricky Ricardo, born in Cuba but an American citizen who made this country an indispensable part of his identity for decades, was officially “processed for removal.” It’s not just a bad policy; it’s fundamentally, cosmically stupid.

Let’s be real, this isn’t about Ricardo, or even Desi Arnaz, at all. This is a flex. This is the Trump administration, via its most unhinged agency, showing us just how little regard they have for common sense, decency, or, frankly, reality. They’re so obsessed with this rigid, blood-and-soil nationalism that they’ve gone back in time to deport a cultural icon who represents the American Dream more than anyone on Mar-a-Lago ever could. The message is loud and clear: it doesn’t matter how much you love this country, how much you contribute, or even how alive you are. If you don’t fit their narrow, monolithic vision of “American,” you’re next. It’s peak performative cruelty, a desperate attempt to rile up a base that gets goosebumps every time an institution does something profoundly moronic in the name of “patriotism.” They’re not just deporting people; they’re trying to deport the very idea of what makes America a vibrant, messy, and wonderful place. And honestly, it’s getting exhausting. I’m so tired, y’all. Billly’s gonna need another “L” in his name if this keeps up.