Monday, November 2, 2020

The Brittle-Boned Fascist.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the Secret History.

It's funny to note, as things wind down, that this year Muir has largely ignored the presidential race, preferring to dwell in an alternate world where everything is fine, Trump is doing well, and this whole democracy thing is just some sore losers about to get schooled by the Leader. But then, Muir's always been a rather frail little authoritarian under his bluster, as this strip illustrates. When things turn against him, he curls into a ball, whines about how mean people are being to him, and then shouts how things are going to be fine, just fine, and boy won't they be sorry when he really cuts loose.

It makes the roots of his Trump support fairly obvious.

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