Lucy, even in her absence, is the greatest antagonist in the Peanuts universe.
The build up makes this piece so classic. Linus and Charlie Brown walking placidly along, talkin’ ’bout the inner war that no man is safe from. With each successive panel, however, the blanket-less mini-philosopher grows increasingly freaked out by his innate turmoil, and the reality of the treaty-less years ahead, and his body shakes like some invasive supernatural force seeks release until, finally, he cries out, as if putting the very word “peace” into the air will cause it to form and tunnel its way into his long-suffering soul, replacing the ambivalent monster that he forced out through sheer will.
I can’t stand it.