Judge Ron Whitey

Judge Ron Whitey presides over the courtrooms of New New York with the weary, half-attentive air of a man who has seen every possible absurdity the 31st century can produce and stopped being surprised by any of it. He wants trials over quickly, rulings simple, and lunch on time. Patience is not his strength.

He's a small, efficient joke machine: the kind of background authority figure Futurama loves, dispensing verdicts with bored, arbitrary finality that skewers courtroom drama itself. Billy West gives him a gravelly, put-upon cadence that makes even throwaway rulings land, proof the show's universe is dense with fully-voiced nobodies worth noticing.