She's Killed People For Less.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Uneasy Lies the Crown.

I'll say this--while this might be the latest example of 'Muir thinks his cast acting like sociopathic assholes is charming and heartwarming', at least it's not whatever word salad he's got coming down the pike to explain how it's a good thing Trump did, blowing up the economy, a good thing.

And we know it's coming.

The Howler Monkey Face Travels Down The Bloodline.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Rest in Peace, Mrs. Columbo.

Yup, Batman. 

If Batman worked with a white supremacist militia that was aligned with fascists foreign and domestic.

So really, more like one of Batman's enemies.

Muir Wants You To Remember How Awesome The Cast Are.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Agenda for Murder.

There's something so damned dull in the endless perks the cast get.

No Room At The Inn, Because It's Filled With Filthy Immi... Oh, Wait, That's Right.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Columbo Who Cries Wolf.

As we watch Muir produce... this, aside from the vanity and the tendency to show off his owns spiritual wretchedness when he thinks he's showing his piety, what gets you is how miserable he is. He's already complaining again. Because damn it, the US still isn't racist enough for him.

Gee, What Is He Trying To Say?

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Murder: A Self-Portrait.

Muir comparing the imaginary grandson of his imaginary version of himself to Christ.

...

Somehow, this just elicits a nod from me at this point.