It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Lesley the Great escaped with a CHICKEN?
...This is going to be the next four years. Muir insisting that every failure--and there will be many failures--is the result of Democrats not letting Whites run everything.
Because he is a deluded racist shit.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Queens of Noise.
And after years of screaming about how Biden was an evil warmonger, Muir salivates over the prospect over sending troops to Mexico and Venezuela to "fight cartels". Because doing that is just being sensible, not like helping a nation fight off an invasion.
Also, Muir's clear nostalgia for the early Iraq War days shines through in that strip, like tire yard that's on fire.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Simon and Simon.
As Muir continues his fascist fantasies, it's hard not to shake your head at the belief that all they have to do is just show up and they'll win, with the entire civil service just collapsing at the awesome presence of Real Muricans.
Meanwhile, in the real world, the Trump admin is trying very bad bribes to get rid of people.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Beverly Garland.
This is where Muir is now, not just sneering at anyone who works for the government, but imagining a strip where he depicts their foes as faceless goons is somehow brilliant propaganda.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because a new god, but a very hard worker.
One wonders what he's going to be using for his next Two Minute Hates, when DEI loses its savor.
It always happens, after all.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Shotgun Snap.
A reminder that every damn time a fascist government goes down, it turns out all the shit they insisted their opponents were doing, they actually were.
I'm expecting a lot of ugly shit to come out, in a few years.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Hey, Hey, Hey.
The man whose chosen champions keep failing catastrophically babbles about the same racist theories, and declares using anything but dehumanizing slurs is some sort of sinister conspiracy. Because he can't be the one playing a nasty rhetorical game. Just can't. All his hate is just common sense.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Belgian Butter Waffle Crisps.
There's something to be said about Muir's ability to do a self-own at times like this. He really thinks this sounds patriotic and folksy, instead of like a redneck Nazi.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Cherry Bomb!
The man is bitching because he won't get vicious show trials while viewing the pardoning of attempted putschists as righteous.
Remember, they don't want law and order. They want free licence for themselves and their opponents persecuted for just not being them.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Prescription: Murder.
Aside from Muir once again demonstrating his ability to blow up his own arguments and gloat while doing so, we've also got another demonstration that his great and abiding love of the Constitution doesn't mean actually following it.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Maya the Bee.
It's hard not to see this as Muir both stumbling on having no idea how to proceed, and a niggling awareness how empty it all feels to him. This is supposed to be a moment of triumph for him, but even his gloating seems half-assed.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Hare's Lament.
We see it every now and then. Muir knows on some level that Trump is a blustering, egotistical imbecile. He just convinces himself that these are good traits that make a strong leader.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the Flying Dutchman.
I keep noting you can count on Muir to take a joke that is at least competently delivered through brevity and then bludgeon it into the ground by dragging it out and filling it with crazy.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the Foggy Dew.
Let's prepare for four more years of Muir insisting failure is sparkling success. It makes the irony of these strips hit harder.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Twelve Medieval Ghost Stories.
The fascinating thing is that even when Muir shows a glimmer of awareness of how crazy he sounds, he still assumes that some of the insanity has to be right. Things can't just happen, and Blue States can never be simply the victims of misfortune. No everything has to be a plan, and the evil degenerates must deserve it.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Fenstanton Witch.
...
This manages to be awful and pathetic simultaneously.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because A Vignette.
It's pretty clear by this point that Muir's just going to give us distorted rumors and outright lies about the LA wildfires to explain how his sort are the real victims here, and also, Californians had it coming. Which is all kinds of sickening.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Malice of Inanimate Objects.
As we get the usual Muir blather and projection--remember how this man has spent the past two and a half decades blaming an assortment of Democrats for everything--there is one interesting aspect to this. That first bit, while almost certainly a bullshit Right Wing internet rumor, involves the sort of complicated decision that most governments face regarding environmental factors. And Muir naturally dismisses this as idiocy because he just can't imagine that yes, people do have to figure out how to manage natural resources. He's reached a position of completely useless contrarianism on this, where he doesn't even have a proposal, just him whining 'nuh-uh!' and then snickering.
Not that he's better on most subjects, mind you.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Experiment.
Every now and then, the essentially masturbatory nature of this strip comes to forefront in a non-softcore strip.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Wailing Well.
Watching Muir segue from last strip's 'wimmenz is to blame!' to missing the point of The Handmaid's Tale is a surprisingly 'nod along' moment--this is all, well, what you'd expect from Muir. About the only interesting aspect of this strip is a surprise appearance of 'Foil Sam', those rare occasions I've mentioned where Sam actually takes a different position from Zed so that a strip can have a back and forth discussion. It seems particularly odd here, because Sam's been happily making these sorts of statements herself in recent years.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because After Dark in the Playing Fields.
...
Well. That bit of awfulness speaks for itself.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Rats.
Muir and his fellow troglodytes sneer at women who are actually putting their lives on the line to fight this disaster, and insist that somehow they are to blame.
Because Muir is a weak man who thinks he's strong, and a fool who thinks he's wise.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because There Was a Man Dwelt By a Churchyard.
To Muir it's racist for the cops to shoot White people committing violent crimes. Provided they're fascists, mind you.
I think it's implicit that them shooting not-White people for just about anything is fine.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because An Evening's Entertainment.
What reason could a Black police officer to shoot a White woman smashing through a window with an armed mob behind her besides racism is all he's asking.
It's just one huge ask.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because A Warning to the Curious.
My consolation to all the loud insisting of how righteous January 6th was is the section of the public that has been trying to memory hole it will fail to because of that, and will come to realize, first gradually, and then all at once, just what they've allowed to rule over them.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because A View From a Hill.
A reminder that there's no idol Muir can't turn on.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because A Neighbor's Landmark.
As opposed to his sister, Hugo seems to be pure hivemind, blithely repeating Muir's vision of the collapsing Blue States, racist drivel, and of course, his nonsense understanding of what socialism and capitalism are.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Uncommon Prayer-book.
I know I've said this before, but there's something quietly amusing about how Muir has his straw lefties vindicate EVERY single thing he whines about. Right down to what's on TV.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Haunted Doll-House.
Muir's constant declarations of superiority to things like the NYT have the air of someone ranting about getting over their ex sometimes.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Two Doctors.
It says something that Muir's efforts to make the "reformed" members of his cast more likable in his eyes invariably make them worse.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Story of a Disappearance and an Appearance.
I'm going to try and enjoy Muir writing Eva here as a character, as pretty soon she's just going to be yet another hivemind member.
Though as usual, Sam is reminding us all how awful she is.
