He Knows What Girls Want.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Hidden Fortress.

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There are so many issues here, that they themselves have issues.

Real Muricans Love Guns And Boats!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because mind the gap.

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The Shoutouts to Online Homies have grown ever more incestuous and bizarre as the years roll on.

The Samurai Mom Drawings Get Creepier Every Year.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Boston Brown Bread.

El Dorado Dad continues to be a relentlessly terrible addition to the cast who has assisted in the ongoing dissolution of what little basing in reality the strip had from his introduction.

A Joke Muir Wishes Had Occurred To Him Two Years Ago.

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

Leaving the completely disposable second strip to the side, the fascinating thing is that even Muir, from the delusional stance that believes in the Sovereign Citizen universe he's now set up for himself, realizes on some level that the absurd amount of macguffins and plot coupons he's granted to the cast make it impossible to accept them as put-upon underdogs.

Or for that matter, anything approximating a real person.

How Dare They Force People To Get Vaccines And Be Angry At Attempted Coups.

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

As we once again witness mirrored strips, with this time the underlying theme being Muir's general belief of his own absolute license and the bitter offense he feels that others imagine they have rights and agency, let's consider the extent to which Muir's age up of the twins has left him muddled. By all rights, they should be considering colleges or just getting jobs on the compound. But instead, they're still talking about being homeschooled. 

Because Muir knows in his heart of hearts that they aren't actually eighteen years old.

All The Heretical And Unworthy Shall Be Scourged.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Catfish Blues.

The interesting fact about both these strips is they show how completely Muir can start to view as a sinister enemy of the people who was never on his side. The FBI, Cheney... sinister lefties the lot of them.

A Creepier Version Of Calling It Vera.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because loop-di-loop.

Actually, Silence Dogood was the persona of an older widow the young Franklin created to get his work published and poke fun at life in Colonial Boston. But then as has long been established Muir doesn't know his history and imagines the Founding Fathers as constant gun-humpers angry at the gubmint.

Captain Mitty Killed A Man.

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

And of course, Muir keeps insisting that only evil pedophiles would want to come after his racist militia, and that they would do so for evil pedophile reasons.

Victory Is Easy When Your Opponents Are Idiot Degenerates!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Mars Bars.

The most striking thing about Muir's action plots is how their climaxes fail at every level. The writing is incoherent, the drawings are stiff and lifeless, and the stakes are nonexistent. This strip is a cargo cult effort--it has done the thing, it insists, and so must be praised. And of course, the fanbase will praise it, because they are from the same insular world as Muir.

The Sinister Pedoelite!

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

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Ah, Muir unironically claiming his enemies are pedophiles again, and not realizing how ridiculous he looks.

So... a normal Saturday now.

Tonight, On That Terrible Drawing Theatre.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Doobie Brothers.

Muir's weird fascination with Schwarzenegger and the Terminator movies have never helped this strip in the slightest.

Tonight On Immobile Theatre.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Roister Doister.

 It says something that Muir manages to write an action sequence that is hackneyed and obvious, and then draw it so it is inert and impenetrable.  You get two different sorts of awful in a strip.

Almost an accomplishment.

Tonight On Terrible Action Movie Theatre.

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

The worst part about Muir's efforts at high-powered action is he's even worse at it than he is at political commentary and comedy.

Clearly No True Redneck Would Be A Leering Sociopath!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because I'm always touched by your presence dear.

So, apparently those two rednecks were fake redneck  and actual members of the Evil Conspiracy of Evil. 

You know, I have an interesting theory here. Muir knows the old bit where a couple of rednecks act like creeps to a young woman in a bar. He understands that there is something wrongbad about that. But he can't understand how the values he supports might lead to that, and so he can only imagine that they are really the values of his evil untermenschen foes who are after his women.

Ah, More Of This. Yep.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because where's your old man now?

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I'm gonna focus on the fact that these two rednecks have apparently been in the same pose, drinking their beers in the exact same way for the entirety of the last two strips. Because that is a sane kind of awful.

The Important Thing To Remember Is Boobies.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because out in the streets.

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We've moved on from 'incoherent fever dream' to 'horny incoherent fever dream' I see.

I've Had Fever Dreams With More Consistency.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because chocolate truffles.

There are moments, every now and then, when Muir seems to dimly realize that this strip has become an incoherent mess.

It tends to result in more incoherence, because he can't figure out just how badly he's broken his fictional universe.

Just An Ordinary Racist Militia. With Robots.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because islands in the stream.

The fascinating thing is that Muir frames the response as essentially a cult doctrine and doesn't even realize he's doing it.

He's Running Late For His Meetings With The Elders Of Zion.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because that's numberwang.

Always amazing how the fash's "real true truth" is invariably the same old racist, antisemitic canards no matter how much they have to mutilate reality to do it.

Well, always something.

Why That Could Pay For Deporting Immigrants!

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

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It's astonishing that it's in the face of an objectively moral war waged against an aggressor Muir has gone from his former jingoism to chastising American policy for supporting the people defending their nation.

But fash gonna fash, I guess.

Cruelty And Failure Are The Signs Of Real Strength!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because my house in Budapest.

It's not just that Muir has become the fervent flag-waver of a foreign fascist regime that's invaded a sovereign nation. It's that he's done it as they fail badly, and seems to take their cowardly threats to unleash nukes as a sign of strength instead of craven failure.

But then, as the lunatic misogynistic rant reveals, this is about doctrine. Russia fits Muir's pathetic definition of manliness, and thus has to be secretly winning. The great reversal is happening any day now. It has to be. And so as they stand on the verge of another loss, to be followed by a winter of collapse, and then more losing, he is certain that he is seeing greatness.

Because otherwise, everything he believes is wrong, and he knows that can't be the case.

Excuse Me?

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because time was driftin', this rock it had to roll.

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So again, the author avatar expounds his sexual virtue regarding the daughters the author has regularly served up to be ogled while babbling about the Online Right's nightmare version of Biden.

Yep. It's a look.

The Self-Righteous Airing Of Petty Grievances.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because parallel lines.

As usual, Muir, thinking he is engaging in witty satire demonstrates what a hateful, hypocritical twisted thing he is, and his ability to absorb so many contradictory strains of right wing nuttiness that the result makes no real sense, while somehow managing to be more awful than the awfulness that inspired it.

Building To Something Horrible.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Trojan Marching Band.

You just know this whole situation is building to some hideous Rat Pack on crystal meth punchine that will have some bizarre attempt at social commentary. But it hasn't quite gotten there yet, and so we are watching the awful build.

This Is A Logical Development.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because John Barleycorn must die.

At this point, the entire story development of this plotline is what gets the most female cast members naked.

A Model Of Incoherence.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because painted rain.

So the joke of course is the sinister elite are all pedos, not like Muir and his audience, who are normal people, who like normal things.

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The boyfriend continues to look like a freaking middle-aged serial killer.

...Ugh.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because are you with the bride, or the failure?

...This is crossing the line from 'bad' to 'actively creepy'.

So Awful, In So Many Ways.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because come on Martians.

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You know, as the most blatant awful in that strip is pretty self-demonstrating, I'm going to focus on the fact that the drawing of Serial Killer Beau is obviously the same one from yesterday copy-pasted.

And Back To The Terrible Sex Comedy.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because sons of pioneers.

As we consider all that awfulness, I still can't help but wonder why Muir keeps drawing the boyfriend as a 40-year old serial killer.

The Interweb Thing Continues.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Sam Sham.

As we dive deeper into the personal affairs of someone we don't know, I should mention that the site he mentions is the Born-Again's own little version of "Go Fund Me", and this appears to be a rather nasty custody fight, in yet another example of the online Right's exceedingly insular world.

Some Interweb Thing.

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

Sometimes, this strip forcibly reminds you it lives in an incestuously small community of right wing commentators all drinking the same Kool-Aid.

Yup. That's A Strip.

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

Every possible cliche about a teenage daughter having a boyfriend.

Made somehow worse, and then doused in crazy.