Remember, Disagreeing With Gun Nuts Has To Be Crazy. Gun Nuts Think It Is!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because oh, that's GOOD coffee!

It's kind of astonishing what a blatant fascist dictatorship Redneckistan is to anyone observing it outside the bubble. 

Ha Ha! He Is Not Like Us, And Thus Weak, And Inferior.

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

As usual these days, Muir's caricatures of Democrats fail at even being cruel. There's no insight here, just a bad faith imagining of generic negative traits that only underlines Muir's present intellectual incoherence. He can't bother to make an actual argument, so obviously, nobody really does.

What Hope Has The Government Against The Might Of A Single Rural County?

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because flaming telepaths.

It's the unwarranted confidence that hits you--Muir's conviction that he has it all figured out, even as he babbles absolute nonsense that contradicts itself, and that his opponents are utterly inferior in every way.

Crazy-Ass Secession Movements Are The True Patriots!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Harvester of eyes.

Ah, yes, two separate going-nowhere secession movements centered on underpopulated rural counties that would wither and die if they left their hated blue states. Clearly, the sort of allies Redneckistan can count on.

The Sitcom From Hell Gets Weird On Us.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because cagey cretins.

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The bit that underlines how bizarre this strip has become is that what starts this is up is talk about helicopter patrols for the Compound.

When Racist Misogynists Try To Be Wholesome.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because ME 262.

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The underlying evil makes the cack-handed attempts at being heartwarming even worse.

Sitcom From Hell Continues!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because dominance and submission.

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Well, at least they aren't being actively awful. Just... passively awful.

They'll Just Commit Human Rights Violations! No Biggie!

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

There's something bleakly amusing how Muir's Feds are the classic enemy of fascist propaganda--a merciless and relentless foe with immense numbers who must be constantly guarded against who are of course also inferior, stupid, weak, and easily thwarted. The Gunpowder Republic must fear, except, also, not fear.

Entitlement, Hypocrisy And Misogyny, All Baked Right In.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because career of evil.

Again, moments like this the fact that Muir thinks these assholes are charming hits you.

I Await Damon And Jan's Move To Russia.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Mistress of the Salmon Salt (Quicklime Girl).

At this point, it's sort of fascinating how Damon and Jan now only exist to provide bailouts to the compound and to give crazy anti-government rants with a slightly more polished air than Sam and Zed's Redneckistan versions. 

So Creepy, In So Many Ways.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because teen archer.

...And somehow, we've managed to hit new levels of wrongbad in this storyline.

Just A Normal Mother-Daughter Talk.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because wings wetted down.

And once again, the cast fail as real girls.

But hey, it's a smidgen less awful than the last few strips, so... yay?

When Vague Sexual Metaphors Get Very Confused.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because baby ice dog.

When you demand absolute license to do whatever you want, it's easy to see everyone as united in a terrible conspiracy against you when it doesn't happen.

This Thing Online Crazies Are Obsessed With Is Vitally Important And Shows The Decline Of The Nation!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because 7 screaming diz-busters.

Considering Muir's track record on these things, I'm going to assume this one monstrously terrible false comparison and call it a day.

The Imaginary Women He's Made Up Get What Muir's Saying.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because hot rails to Hell.

As usual, Muir not venting his misogyny for a few days results in a extra dose of it. Coupled with the usual whinging you get from bullies that being bothered by them just proves you're weak and deserve it, and if you retaliate in any way you're a meanie.

Blood Is Telling.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because O.D.'d on life itself.

He thinks these people are likable, and this plotline is interesting.

The Compound Can Easily Thwart A Threat Written To Be Pathetic And Weak.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the red & the black.

There's little new going on in this strip--as usual, Muir runs into the difficulty that writing antagonists his chunkheads can defeat easily means writing absolute morons, but doesn't notice he has. And again, the Compound's magitech as usual seems like the utter nonsense it is, an ignorant man's effort at being clever. But this does illuminate why he's become so fond of the 'Biden as puppet' imagery, aside from petty spite. Muir constantly has to have Biden embody the contradictory impulses of all the conspiracy theories Muir now believes. And these things have become so contradictory that Muir finds it easier to believe that Biden is obviously merely the figurehead for a collective body of ne'er-do-wells then try and square how all it works. That this lets him feel more contempt for his imagined Biden is just icing on the cake.

Breaking The Fourth Wall Should Not Be Done By Amateurs.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Betty Lou's got a new pair of shoes.

The attempt at wit just underlines how bad this is. It's a man trying to pass his shoddy workmanship off as charming.

Time To Retcon The Retcon.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because a fact about sneakers.

And Muir reverses the plot twist once again. Because when you never develop as an artist, this is what happens.

Look At The Little Fascist Trying To Pretend He's A Patriot.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because what is quicksand.

This rambling collection of strip fragments loosely slapped together to try and simulate an actual strip does give us a couple interesting points. We get something of an idea of what Muir thinks is going on in Ukraine, and it is of course, delusional nonsense where Muir not only backs a fascist state waging a genocidal war of conquest, but does so as they fail, while desperately insisting they aren't. But the other interesting thing is it's increasingly clear that at least some part of Muir is uneasy about turning from a jingoistic war-booster to a craven right-wing isolationist. The former was always a bad counterfeit of patriotism--but the latter is an even worse one. Muir's disdain for the nation he claims to love has only grown over the years, and it shows. It shows.

Muir Sounds Off About The Fringe On The Flag.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Donovan's monkey.

So remember, the cast's blatant treason isn't treason, because the Constitution says they can do this, and just ignore the Supremacy Clause that says the exact opposite of this nonsense. It doesn't count for... reasons.

A Brilliant Plan That Cannot Fail.

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

So... what the hell is the little wannabe republic doing for lawsuits and the like?

Probably just redneck vigilante justice. Because, you know, it's pretty much a fascist secessionist movement.

The Intersection Of The Unfunny Turkey Jokes, And Muir's Ranting About The News.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because workshop of the telescopes.

A reminder that yes, these people are written to be traitors supported by foreign nationals, which somehow doesn't count, or mitigate their Real Murican status in the slightest.

An Earnest Attempt To Get Leonard Cohen's Body To Hit The Earth's Core.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because cities on flame with rock and roll.

You know, it's kind of amazing how completely Muir's mangled Cohen's classic here, both by terrible efforts to insert the words he wants while destroying the rhymes and rhythm of the song, to the fact that, well, Muir and his ilk were the bad guys who'd won in the original. And then there's the just... awful nature of this, Muir's hypocritical, brittle-boned fascism on display, hurling every lie and invective it can muster in a desperate attempt to seem tough that only underlines its wretchedness and its weakness.

"He's Lulling Them Into A Vulnerable State By Pretending To Lose!"

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because she's beautiful as a foot.

As inevitable as Muir's shift to a Putin booster seems now, there's a sort of irony that he gets more dug in the more pathetic Putin becomes, to the point of swallowing Putin's increasingly shopworn nuke threats, and indeed praising them. And of course, depicting the bully who is getting knocked on his ass by the little guy he picked a fight with as the strong he-man.

The Poor Girl Is Being Railed By Solomon Grundy.

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

This is what he aged up the daughters for.

This.

Yep, He's Totally Going To Pork Their Daughter!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because before the kiss, a redcap.

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Sometimes the basic uncanny wrongness of Muir's cast just oozes out. This is not a human conversation. 

Yep, We're Totally Gonna Murder People.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because stairway to the stars.

It's the effort at wit that gets you in this one. As cackhanded as anything.