He Thinks This Is Witty. And Also, Sexy.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Alta Brea.

...

The last few days of the Begging Bowl get worse every year.

Homer Jay Simpson Is Taking Out His License To Ogle.

 It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because Frankenstein, by the Dolls.

Sam explaining how all this is Natural and Cool and Sexy just underlines how off the whole thing is.

Her going full Howler Monkey in the last panel is the exclamation point.

And Right Back To Industrial-Strength Ick.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Secret Agent Man.

You know I mentioned Zed's weird thing with the twins, but this reminds you that Sam has the same weird thing, partially because she's just Muir imagining his ideal woman, who is essentially him, but in an exceedingly attractive woman's body. (Sam is supposed to be that, even if Muir's skills aren't always up to drawing that.) And partially because these are porn characters pretending they're not, so we get eternal porn scenario setups even when they're wildly inappropriate.

And Back To The Desperation Moves!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because take me back down to where cool water flows y'all.

It says something that Muir's going back to his usual sexist awful is something of a relief.

The Gulf Between Muir's Trump And Real Trump Continues To Be Wide.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Krazy Kat.

You know, it's always hard to follow Muir's crazy conspiracy talk. But when he does it bad Ole Timey Talk, it becomes all most impossible.

The Tsar Simply Needs To Be Reminded...

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Whispering Pines.

Muir allows some of reality to slip in to acknowledge his general frustration with Il Puce on the Epstein matter. It's fascinating how Muir almost seems to see the whole thing through a mirror darkly, as it were, trying very hard to downplay things as much as he can while acknowledging the base's anger. It underlines how detached Muir's been from what the Trump Presidency is doing this time. Part of it is, all the "wins" are things he doesn't care about, and even he can sense that the blowback from them is going to be catastrophic. Another part is that he can't get the things he really wants, because they're actively insane, but he refuses to acknowledge this, so we get huge conspiracies that he wants to see punished, thus adding to the pile of actively insane things he wants.

These Family Dynamics Just Keep Getting Weirder.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Powers of Darkness.

It's a strange fact that while Muir aged the twins up so he could draw them like this, aside from that he's had a hard time dealing with their new age. Especially because it's done... well, this to their relationship with Zed.

Kiko's Face Is Apparently Stuck Like This For Now.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Jemima Surrender.

There's something so sad in people paying for this.

Ahh, The Yearly Pay For Porn Pitch.

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

Mari looks positively grotesque in that last panel. Both of them are sloppily done, mind you, but that pose... *shudders*

Muir Once Again Is Overjoyed To Reach A Goalpost A Bit Later Than The Year Before.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Little Pad.

Behind modern white supremacy is an endless line of mediocre men who are convinced that they've been cheated out of the prize they think they won by just existing.

While screaming about participation trophies.

The Extra-Desperate Pleading Starts Now.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because His Kind of Dame.

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Do I have to say it again?

Every. Fuckin'. Year.

If It Weren't For Bad Faith, Muir Would Have No Faith At All.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because and man grew proud.

And now, Muir has reached the inevitable impasse as the result of believing in insane things. When your people are out of power, it's easy to convince yourself that naturally, the reason none of the bullshit you talk about is being found is evil coverups. But when you come into power and still nothing gets found, then people start muttering and reaching the obvious conclusion --you're people have been bought out by the sinister conspiracy of EVIL!

For now, let's sit back and watch them tear each other apart.

I Reiterate... Every... Fuckin'... Year....

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

And once again, Muir celebrates getting to his self-imposed deadline a bit later than the year before. And reminds he's the worst sort of Monty Python fan, the sort who thinks just repeating the jokes is funny.

Every... Fuckin'... Year...

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because and together we will fold, into the mystic.

And once again he finds he has to loudly beg because he's further behind than he was last year.

At some point, something has to give. But that point might be years away, so... let's suffer through.

Remember, Nancy Pelosi Is Old.

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

It's nice to see Sam can spend her time chuckling over this nothingburger of a plot instead of... you know, worrying about that flooding in the state she lives in.

Ominous Musical Sting.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Song of the Petalars.

It's been five years, I think we've lapped multiple points where Muir insisted people who got vaccinated were going to start dropping like flies, his asshole side have gotten to play Russian Roulette with the public health and he's still putting out shit like this. Because Muir always has to feel like he knows the hidden secret truth, no matter who the fuck pays the price.

Damn, This Is A Lazy Strip.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because summer breeze, makes me feel fine.

You really get the impression that Muir's bored of this plotline and is going to try and wrap it up quickly.

It's Pronounced 'Lee-on' Actually.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the white knight is balancing on the fire poker.

Once again, Muir doesn't even bother to try with the designated baddie, who starts out by explaining that he exists solely to be humiliated, and to set up more terrible Terminator jokes.

The Pervert Nazi Says You're All Pervert Nazis.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because hear the magic, hear the roar.

...Again, the hypocrisy and projection of all this works on so many levels. This full 'every accusation is a confession' territory, especially because Muir is making all this shit up. It all comes out of his own head. Just think on that and shudders.

Even As One Gets Used To The Terminator Fixation, It's Still Unsettling.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Slithe, yes.

I think Muir's getting bored with this trip. We're starting to see filler strips.

The Terrifying Visages That Muir Thinks Are Sexy.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Boric Acid.

Muir's love for softcore is only exceeded by his incompetence at it.

He Just Keeps Piling Things On, No Matter How It Contradicts Itself.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because it's been surreal.

So, California is simultaneously a land ruled by hypocritical elitists reducing the populace to de facto serfhood, AND a place where the weak-willed moonbats in charge are taken advantage of by the locust-like immigrants they keep imagining are people. 

Once again, this is not compatible. At least not when both are carried the ludicrous extremes Muir is carrying things to here. If one or the other had been dialed down, it might be made to work within this fictional universe, albeit while still be racist propaganda. But now, once again, Muir doesn't even bother standing his straw men up, just plops them down and pretends "beating" this imaginary enemy proves something. It's the ongoing problem of the strip--his baddies not only fail to be plausible threats, they fail to be plausible at all.

The Dearth Of Imagination In Muir's Hellscapes.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the Broken Order to Standby.

So Muir's tossing his 'Blue States are the Real Dictatorships/Feudal States" and his "The LIBS WANT US TO EAT BUGS" nonsense together. Strips like this remind you he's such an odd man at the bottom of him.

Behold, The Decadent Cosmopolitans!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because fire me, boy!

And Muir immediately undercuts his whole "these are vile degenerate elitists' by having Skye remind us that the cast regularly enjoys just this sort luxury. But that's different. They're fascist white bigots, so they're the right sort of elite.