It's the Day's Day of Days! Because they left him to die a tramp on the street.
Muir's been kind of at a loss lately. Though he's sailing high on wings of delusion and paranoia, some dim awareness seems to be leaking in that the terrifying Orwellian nightmare he envisioned the Obama presidency as isn't happening. Of course, he can keep himself from actively noticing this, but the fact remains--the storylines he envisioned involving black helicopters have had to wait, and he's had nothing to replace them with but vague unease. And thus, when something he can complain about lumbers into view, even if he has only the vaguest idea of why it offends him--he leaps into action! Yippe-ki-yay!
Oh, and having a Jewish man wanting to unleash a "pogram"? Stay classy, Muir.
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