"But Let Us Hypothetically Suppose, Wife, That My Right Wing Crackpottery Is Correct, And Your Right Wing Crackpottery Isn't."

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Daredevils of the Red Circle.

This is interesting. I think this is the first genuine political discussion in DbD. Prior to this, such discussions were always illusory, the Straw Liberal/Left Wing punching bag giving what were supposed to be cartoonishly weak arguments to be swatted aside, or on rare occasions, an otherwise right-thinking individual letting sentiment cloud their judgement.

Now, these often didn't work the way Muir intended (at least, not to anyone outside the bubble), because Muir possesses very warped perspectives on matters, and is a sloppy debater and writer to boot. Frequently, what he'd imagine would be a weak argument was a good one phrased badly, and what he thought was common sense was horrifying bigoted sociopathy. But it was still obvious that this was supposed to be a sham argument, that in Muir's head, it was all as scripted as a pro-wrestling match.

This is different. Muir seems to be genuinely unsure of where he stands on this, and so has given different stances to Sam and Zed, the first time in a while they've acted as genuine characters. Hell, as opposed to previous occasions of Sam suddenly showing shock at some comment from Zed, the arguments actually follow based on past character traits. On those prior times, it was obvious Muir was just working on the old standby of the female character clearly being the more sentimental one, and so Sam objected to something she'd been fine about previously and would go back to being fine about afterwards. Here, this is honestly organic. It's the first time Muir's shown actual growth as an artist in... well, ever.

Which it makes quietly hilarious that the two viewpoints they're hashing out Sam's rehashed Nazi bullshit, and Zed's desperate looking for esoteric victory in this mess of administration. The essential awful always shines through in this strip.