"And By That I Mean Dumbass White Guys Telling Everyone What To Do!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Strongbad!

Ahh, those stupid inferiors. Don't they realize they want another Republican overlord to rule them like slaves?

"And It Has To Be Real--I Paid To See It!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because it's hard to be a saint in the city.

I won't go over the ins and outs of this case, which shows quite a few signs of being an exceptionally clumsy hoax. I'll just note that Muir is once again pretending similar Republican scandals never happened. And that he paid to see a picture of a penis.

"How Dare He Betray Our Reliably Unreliable Ally!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the revolution will not be televised.

Ahh, look at this rather odd collection of poorly-thought sock puppets for Muir. There's Netanyahu, a man who more or less embodies Israel's self-destructive impulses, and who Muir thinks should be supported because... well, just because. There's Walesa, who Muir appears to have forgotten came to power as a union head, hasn't been President of Poland for years and complains about a "betrayal", which appears to be... talking to Russia. There's Sosa, who came to power thanks to a coup, and whose government is busily committing human rights abuses. And there's Gordon Brown, the ex-Prime Minister of Britain, and member of the Labour Party--which happen to be members of the Socialst International, thus making them a lot closer to Marxists then Obama--who's there--I don't know why.

None of this makes an sense, even by Muir's shaky standards. Indeed as so often happens when he tries something like this, Muir winds up highlighting his ignorance, paranoia and gullibility.

Cheap Drama! It's The Greatest!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because we're part of the fire that is burning.

"We talked about the internet, and campaigns. It was great!"

"Yep! The *Hic* Lamestream Media Is On *Hic* It's Deathbed!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because all hail the Lord of Madness.

You know, I don't like his characters sober. Drunk they're simply unbearable.

"I Love Youse Guys!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Mottel the Cantor's Son.

Muir declares he's perfectly willing to accept competition between the right and left. Well, competition between the people who have computers and regular internet access, of course. Not the unwashed masses, of course. But hey--what's one more hurdle for the bottom rungs?

Well, It Does Sound Like Drunken Musing, I'll Give Him That...

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because ethanol!

A part of me wonders if Muir subconsciously realizes that this is the only way the Tea Party is going to control the elections...

"They Must Be Out Of It! They Don't Like Palin!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because keep the building beautiful!

Yeah. The same wikipedia that has to lock up Hitler's article to keep the neoNazis from jizzing on it. Don't see any problem there! None at all!

"The Left Hates Our Awesome Power!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because love for three oranges.

And Muir once again demonstrates his bountiful self-delusion, with grandiose declarations of Palin's importance and the incompetence and uselessness of government which confirm that he lives one sheltered life, down in Florida.

"The Resemblence Is Uncanny!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because he'd make a lumpy matress.

Yeah. Sure, Muir. Obama is just like Commodus! And Palin is going to beat him! It's destiny! DESTINY! NURSE! MORE SERUM!

"I Mean, Everyone Knows You Must Have All The Holy Land So Jesus Can Come Back!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because if there's a heaven, let's hope Jane Austen, Antony Trollope, John Galsworthy and C.S. Snow are all sitting together and comparing notes.

Yeah. President Blacula should have known his place. Also, Israel rocks. Because it's cool to hate Arabs. And... look at the monkey!

"I'm Only Chris Muir's Imaginary Black Friend!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Horace!

See? Muir isn't a real racist, like those dopy liberals! He's perfectly fine with blacks who understand their place in the scheme of things, which is largely letting white guys like him know they aren't racist.

"My Hubby Is All I Need!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because turn off your phone!

Right. I'm now more and more sure that Muir is not married or in a serious relationship...

"Facts Can Be Determined Through Coin-Tossing!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because please be courteous.

Yeah. Yeah. And remember--Bush never happened, and the government should just be letting the market help things out. BRING BACK THE GUILDED AGE!

Oh, and Muir did not just use the same damn drawings from yesterday.

"The Commie Svine!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because I hate car alarms.

Yes, Palin represents that special brand of right wing individualism that's built on understanding that the right sort of people are special, special snowflakes who've accomplished everything they've done by their own power, and don't need the government butting into their business and telling them what to do, as opposed to those other people who are parasites and leeches, whose accomplishments are all frauds, and who the government should be locking away en masse.

"Who Could Ever Have Imagined The Right Wing Could Be Authoritarian?"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because she's a lady--whoa whoa, whoa--she's a lady.

I'd take this a lot more seriously if Muir hadn't given out a free pass on torture. As it is, this is the classic 'It's an abuse of power if I am threatened!"

Uhhh, Yeah...

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because it wasn't a rock.

Apparently, because Fareed has a SCARY MUSLIM NAME, Muir thinks that The Post-American World is a how-to guide. Muir--racist, and dumb.

"Shut Up, Demonspawn."

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because ol' Lampy's in a stew.

As Muir attempts to give his strip some drama, it's good to see he still can't draw the kids.

"It's A Ploat. A Plot! A Plot!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Gruesome Gorilla.

Yeah. Muir's a bit light on material at the moment, isn't he? Even the wingnut conspiracies are sort of... lacking right now.

"They Just Hate Him! HATE HIM!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because directed by Michael Powell.

"Everyone loathes President Blacula! Our hour of triumph is nigh! NURSE! More serum!"

You Mean--A Miscarriage?

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because you shouldn't have done that.

And that's how hard hitting Muir is--he killed a fictional fetus! Yes, a potential character we never really met! That maverick!

"And We Shall Smite Our Enemies!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because we're the Princes of the Universe.

Will Muir ever admit that his idol doesn't just have feet of clay, but is pretty much... all clay? That it's not the media--it's her?

Nah.

"It's DRAMA! And ACTING!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because online poker. Bane of the stupid.

And now, another desperate attempt at drama, weakened by the fact that it's tough to care about Muir's characters. (That said, if he does kill Sam, it'll be the closest he's ever come to a clever plot twist. In which case--well, good to see him making some progress.)

Jesus H. Fuck.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because random talking head.

Well, that's probably the most racist thing Muir's posted in a while. (And there's some pretty stiff competition on that score.) And while I'd love to go into detail about just how freaking awful it is, quite frankly, I'm not in the mood right now. So, let's just sit back and absorb... the obscenity...

"It's Gotta Have Some Sort Of Objectivist Secret Meaning!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because, duh, winning!

I wonder how many cartoons he can do of Jan just lying there.

I really shouldn't ask these questions. It's Muir.

"Why Don't We Have A Repub Tough Enough To Let Us Destroy This Great Nation?"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because our princess is in another castle.

"Once, off the hump of Brazil I saw the ocean so darkened with blood it was black and the sun fainting away over the lip of the sky. We'd put in at Fortaleza, and a few of us had lines out for a bit of idle fishing. It was me had the first strike. A shark it was. Then there was another, and another shark again, 'till all about, the sea was made of sharks and more sharks still, and no water at all. My shark had torn himself from the hook, and the scent, or maybe the stain it was, and him bleeding his life away drove the rest of them mad. Then the beasts to to eating each other. In their frenzy, they ate at themselves. You could feel the lust of murder like a wind stinging your eyes, and you could smell the death, reeking up out of the sea. I never saw anything worse... until this little picnic tonight. And you know, there wasn't one of them sharks in the whole crazy pack that survived..."

--Orson Welles, Lady From Shanghai

He Thinks That's A Good Thing?

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because asparagus!

So... Muir thinks this sort of ghoulish gloating is a virtue. Not a surprise, but still remarkably tone-deaf even for him...

"Now Back To What's Important--BOOBIES!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because who are the brain police?

I see the whole 'Bin Laden is dead' thing has only briefly derailed what is doubtless going to be the typical interminable DbD slice of "life"...

"Only Torture Made This Possible! Not President Blacula!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because curse you, Batman!

"Well, if Obama had nothing at all to do with this, how is it that Bush, with nearly six years of the policies you claim are really responsible, failed to do so?"

"I... Shut up! I'm the brave toughie! You're the cowardly treacherous softie! I'se the real Murican! Youse the fake! DON'T BAFFLE ME WITH LOGIC! UNFAIR! TRAITOR!"

"What You Should Have Done Is Not Buy Any Food At All!"

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

Muir knows something must be done about the deficit! Of course, we can't raise taxes on the wealthy, and we can't cut military spending--but if we demolish the social safety net, why surely good things will come of it!

"Don't They See That They Must Protect Bigotry?"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because some day we will find the cities of gold.

Why it's exactly the same! And by exactly the same, we mean completely different. But then, Muir doesn't quite get the law. Or... well, anything...