A Matrix Reference. Now. Huh.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Murcia.

And Muir continues in his rather pathetic delusion that he is one of the awakened few who understand the true reality, and sees the dangerous enemies who are in power. In this he rather resembles his neighbors down in Clearwater, the Scientologists. Though without the goofy space Emperor, which, let's be honest, actually makes Muir less fun. Indeed, reading this, I was struck by how, in this screed against progressives, Muir cannot be bothered to detail a single actual progressive policy. But then, that would require thinking, and Muir doesn't do that. He relies on his astounding instincts, which he is certain have never steered him wrong.