It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Great Circus Mystery.
As usual in these cases, several days of feeling angry at the Administration have shifted to Muir finding a way to transfer his anger to his imaginary cabal of leftists. Because otherwise, Muir might have to admit he was wrong about something.
But hey, he's back to trying to make Teeter happen.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Ghost City.
Muir's ability to pivot on AI in a way that's both witless AND cruel remains a sight to behold. The unlikely, imagined image of scientists losing their livelihoods to the machines makes him chuckle, for they are infected by the woke and have people who are not white guys doing things. But when he remembers the things are scanning his work, he gets so offended.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Terror Trail.
This is a brand of Muir strip that I've seen before. He pulls this sort of smug both-siding when he sees defeat looming in the distance. Partially to create a reality where, no, no, a loss isn't coming up, the Dems are naturally inferior, they're scum, they can't win, and partially to tell himself that, nah, he's not gonna be the loser, it's the dirty GOP who just won't commit, if they were just more tuff, they'd win. And so he pretends he's not one of the guys attached to the loss, he's part of the vital resurgent new political movement that will soon claim its natural place!
It's more pleasant than admitting he's an old reactionary nitwit who's watching the program he backed collapse into disaster.
Yet again.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Lion Man.
As Muir declares victory yet again, because in the game in his head, he will not only shift the goalposts in whatever directions he wants, he will change the points system, we await him explaining that gay rights and women's equality are evil lies and another things the masses have wisely abandoned as we enter the new age of chudifcation.
This present 'the cast just yammers at each other plotline' is so tiresome. It just emphasizes how unpleasant the cast are. They are simply awful and hateful and they think that all this makes them better than other people.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Lion's Claws.
It's interesting to try and parse what Muir views as "respecting another's culture", because this strip is so blatantly hypocritical you're left holding air. In the end of course the old equation--Muir demands everything from others, while insisting that nothing be required of him, and if this isn't followed, then he considers himself horribly oppressed.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Mandrake the Magician.
I reiterate how repulsive the twins have become, and add that what vague signs of personality Mari's lumpish beau is showing suggest that he's a perfect recruit for their little hate group.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Spider's Web.
And as we wonder if this time around we're finally going to see Ian's face, I just want to say what thoroughly revolting characters the twins have turned into, a pair of whiny, entitled bigots who put a front of bold superiority to cover being a pair of cowards who fear anything different or new, and blame everyone else for the obvious results of this. They're good proof of Raylan Givens' famous maxim (which I am freely paraphrasing)--"If you run into an asshole now and then, well, that's life. If everybody you run into is an asshole--no, you're the asshole." They're young women with the soul of a cantankerous old man.
'Cause, yeah, that's what they are.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Scorched Face.
The horrible sense of an obnoxious old man who never managed to stop being an obnoxious twelve year old at heart, in all the worst ways. No childlike sense of wonder. Just a smug conviction that you are right, you deserve everything you want, and anyone who is different than you is stupid and stuff.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Blackmailers Don't Shoot.
Sometimes Muir reminds you that he considers it oppression, not being able to be as much of bigoted prick as he wants. That awful shit is what he thinks dating in this country should be like.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because fire me, boy!
And Muir immediately undercuts his whole "these are vile degenerate elitists' by having Skye remind us that the cast regularly enjoys just this sort luxury. But that's different. They're fascist white bigots, so they're the right sort of elite.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because all over you.
...
Muir is hitting new levels of deluded self-parody.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Juno and the Paycock.
There's two prominent threads of Muir's misogyny and anti-queer bigotry here, both closely related. The first is Muir's quiet disgust that women would dare openly admit that they aren't always sexy. The second is that someone who he sees as a woman might use their bodily autonomy for things that might make him view them as 'not women', or at the very least 'not attractive women'.
Because Muir sees women as objects folks. It's what he does. And he's convinced himself this is the most respectful way to view women and anything else is just a dirty lie.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because An Elastic Affair.
The cast continues to suffer in a world where not everyone is almost exactly like them, and if they inflict themselves on people they don't like to try and pick fights, they will have to be reminded of this fact.
The horror.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Champagne.
I await Muir explaining that his cast having to treat others with at least a modicum of respect in public is some sort of hideous imposition, and a sign of the naturally inferior morals of the Leftist urbanites.
It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Mountain Eagle.
You know, after endless depictions of cities as urban hellscapes prowled in by criminal scum, we get the other popular reactionary vision of them--decadent and wasteful places that offer luxuries that sap the spirit and will. This is Muir at his most shallow and hypocritical--he doesn't actually mind luxuries at all, provided they're the luxuries he's coded as good. Many of which are coarsest, most vulgar things imaginable, as I've noted before, the trucknut as a symbol of virtue.
It's the way of the fascist who wants a narrow blinkered world where everything he loves gets declared either high culture or true culture, and everything else is degenerate filth.
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 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 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 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 wild night is calling.
Muir apparently has his own definitions for the words 'infantile' and 'grudges'. But then he knows his own bigotry and awfulness are supermature.
