It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Lone Ranger.
As Muir demonstrates that yes, his opposition to this needless war is based on the worst rationalization possible, I'd like to note that apparently he has only one shirtless drawing of Whiskey Pete.
The Clutch Cargo comparisons keep coming.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Zorro Rides Again.
I'm suddenly flashing back to the days of Muir's mancrush on Cruz, when we got Muir's... *ahem* highly fanciful version of the man.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because S.O.S. Coast Guard.
...Man, that weird traced version of Kegsbreath looks like he just parachuted in from an episode of Clutch Cargo.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Painted Stallion.
As I nodded at yesterday, there's something so pathetic in Muir's insistence in treating his cast as these redneck Secret Master movers-and-shakers.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Dick Tracy.
It's interesting. Once, Muir would have celebrated this without hesitation. You can see it in his clear desire to paint Kegsbreath as a macho man, the kind of guy who should be running the manly fighting stuff in Muir's warped, toxic masculinity tinged view. (Because, no, despite what Captain Mitty says, scaring random people isn't the Secretary of Defense's job.) But this is an area where his politics overall getting worse produces the illusion of him getting more thoughtful. So, prepare for him to worry about the manipulations of (((Israel))).
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Robinson Crusoe of Clipper Island.
The classic example of Muir casually demonstrating what a repugnant little fascist thug he is at heart, while imagining that he's somehow proving that he's the plain-talking man of the people. As usual, he not only demonstrates that his supposed patriotism is a fucking lie, but he doesn't understand the real McCoy, and wants the cheap counterfeit he's put up to be taken for it.
In the end, he's just fascist scum. Sometimes, he really rubs your face in it.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Vigilantes Are Coming.
Sometimes, Muir imagines worlds where his losses are really victories. And sometimes, he does this, imagines worlds where his causes are incredibly popular and self-evidently right, held back only by the treachery of the weak establishment. (To make it clear, while a few portions of the SAVE Act are broadly popular, largely because many people don't know they aren't necessary and don't understand how disenfranchising they'd be, it's not enjoying some immense groundswell of support.)
