He's Tried Nothin', And He's All Outta Ideas!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Purple Mask.

I consider this the unofficial confirmation that Muir ended that previous storyline early.

Wrote Himself Into A Corner, So He Boldly Wrote Himself Out Of It.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Goddess.

There's a part of me that suspects that Muir started to realize on some level that he was revealing how little he actually knew about the Founding Fathers and the Revolutionary War, on top of which he had no way to wrap the storyline up, so... 

The escape hatch.

Three, Count 'Em, Three Different Sorts Of Racism, All Conflated.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Fates and Flora Fourflush.

The fascinating thing is this demonstrates not only Muir's delusional, racist, sexist misunderstanding of the present, but his equally delusional, racist, sexist misunderstanding of the past.

The Self-Fluffing Of The Ego.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Adventures of Kathlyn.

Ahh, yes. The Constitution that exists in Muir's head that puts counties above the federal government, lets them overthrow the government whenever they lose, and also is supposed to establish a white ethnostate.

Again, this is all as pathetic as it is reprehensible.

He Thinks This Shows How Insightful He Is.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Blazing the Overland Trail.

Has he mentioned he thinks letting non-whites live here is treason? Because he thinks that.

"We Need To Tell The Founding Fathers To Be MORE Racist!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Perils of the Wilderness.

Did I call it, or did I call it?

This whiny, pathetic, hateful little screed is Muir imagining himself to be so, SO patriotic.

Because he hates this country, and he hates everything that's decent. But he has to pretend to himself that he doesn't.

Urrr... Whut? HWHUT?

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Adventures of Captain Africa.

At the time of this writing, in strip Muir has mistakenly placed the signing of the Declaration twenty-six years after the Boston Massacre. It was, in fact, six years and four months, the Massacre occurring March 5th, 1770. (I put this down because Muir isn't above re-editing boo-boos like this out afterwards, so I'm attempting to immortalize the error.) And that clumsy mistake typifies this whole storyline, such as it is. Muir is, as he has in fact been doing from almost the beginning of the strip, trying to appropriate the Founding Fathers for his own politics. But Muir doesn't understand them, barely engages with them. He doesn't really want to learn things because he wants myth, which is why you get things like the clumsy misdating, Muir not getting the facts right because he didn't even learn them to begin with. 

But Muir's bad at myth too. As we see with this entire storyline. And his inability to notice that Crispus Attucks puts the lie to the 'White Men' bullshit he's been pushing with ever-increasing force over the last decade. Hell, I'm fully expecting him to explain that this shows how extra right he is soon. He keeps to his pattern.