It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Falcon Blood.
I keep saying it because it keeps being true--there is something so pathetic in how this is transparently Muir's fantasy. And there are more levels to the patheticness. The utterly ramshackle state of Muir's created world, where Muir's need for constant challenges to show his avatars' might wars with his equally constant need to show them as secure and unchallengeable--and both occasionally get kicked over by the real world. The cringing cowardice and bullying swagger that Muir imagines are courage. The fact Muir on some level believes this, believes in the way of all fascists that his way is so innately strong, so clearly right that it will win and win and win, and if it appears to lose, than it is only because the other side cheated.
I said it when Trump won--Muir is as miserable in victory as he is in defeat, because his expectations are so high, his beliefs are so detached from reality, and his allies so shit, that a win is only the gateway to disappointment and then defeat.