Blue Moon

Regular readers know that I grew up in a somewhat pleasant haze largely removed from most of popular culture, except for the occasional excursion into something like Ghostwriter or the Beatles. I’ve managed to catch up on most things, but I fear there are certain artifacts of our culture that I’m just never going to get because they and I didn’t intersect at the moment what I was vulnerable to them. Like this:

Who are those tiny blue people and what are they doing to comedic actors I dearly love who deserve better than what they’re getting?