He Asks Who Is The Worse Enemy, The Hebrew Or The Saracen?

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Pirate of Panama.

Jesus, he's barely trying to pretend that the ((())) aren't there when he yells about 'globalists'. All to lead into his old Islamophobia and oh yes, just a dose of sexism. Because Muir won't admit that his entire "philosophy" has left him a bitter, isolated old coot screaming that any of the human race that isn't as fearful and hateful as him is his enemy. And also, even if they pass that part, they still have to get by the envelope test.

"Imagine It! Every Student On Their Way To Watch The JMS Fightin' Narcos Seeing The Mayor Get Dissed!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Return of the Riddle Rider.

This is Muir's idea of a cutting and witty vengeance, a childish insult in balloon form. Even he seems to notice he's lost the plot here on some level, though I assume he will soon depict this as being SO DEVASTATING to his latest hate object, Mayor Not-Xir.

Making It Clear It's The Wrongs Against Him That Bug Him.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Fighting with Buffalo Bill.

Once again, any relief one might feel to see Muir finally acknowledging the immoral nature of much of Israel's policy, or their flaws as an ally is completely offset by the vicious antisemitism that fuels it and the nasty conspiracy-laden way that it is put. Hell, this one even tries to make it look like the US is the primary victim of Israel's foreign and Palestinian policy, and... no.

The only relief here is that Muir is clearly writing from a somewhat checked-out place, ignoring a domestic scene that is not looking good for his politics.

A Sullen Bigot Imagines More Sullen Bigots.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Do or Die.

This is what Muir produces when he tries to imagine a master race. Obnoxious, repulsive racists convinced of their own superiority, and easily persuaded that the bloody purge is coming any day now. Kiko fails as a sympathetic character on every level. She's not just a clumsy propaganda piece, she's such a horror that anyone outside the racist bubble wants her to lose.

They Must Protect Their Imaginary Wives From This Incredible Imaginary Threat.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Queen of the Jungle.

As we take in this pathetic racist swill, a reminder that the population of the US is nearly 350 million, making Muir's impressive sounding number look... well, small.

Especially when you realize that our mighty Murican is quaking in his boots about women and children.

Once You Go Nazi, Everything's An Excuse For A Cull.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Brenda Starr, Reporter.

I see Muir's trying to distract himself from watching the Second Trump Administration hit its terminal phase by looking across the Atlantic for things to be a racist moral nullity about.

Uggh! MANLY!!!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Captain Midnight.

Ahh, yes. More of the toxic masculinity that Muir thinks is admirable.

Sure. Sure. This isn't pathetic at all. Nope.

This Has To Be True! He So Wants It To Be!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Terry and the Pirates.

Remember when Muir was screaming that prosecuting people who committed actual crimes was evil and oppressive?

Projecting as usual, the fascist filth.

Of course in the real world, the Trump DoJ has proven useless at doing anything but settling with... yep, Trump. But Muir knows they have to be just... waiting, and soon they'll unleash legal fury against the Democrats and their Evil Conspiracy of Evil.

Desperately Restarting A Defunct Plotline.

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.

"C-Can't Y-You S-See W-What A-Animals Th-They A-Are?"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Custer's Last Stand.

This legion of misquotes and bullshit are pretty rich coming from a guy who's trafficked in worse, and whined and screamed persecution at even the faintest hint of being called on it. But it also underlines what a gutless wonder Muir is under it all. He's like the people who, to paraphrase the quote, waged war on the naive belief that they would bomb everyone and no one would bomb them.

And I don't think I need to tell you how that went for them.

Two Days In A Row Of Voiceover Panels. Is The Cast On Vacation?

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

Muir doesn't know much about Muslims, but he knows they don't like pigs, and so we continue to be subjected to these endless racist jokes about beating them using pork.

He Thinks He's Brave, Witty, and Perceptive.

  It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Trader Tom of the China Seas.

When Muir's sort are out of power, he plots treason.

When they're in power, he still plots treason, because he doesn't understand the Constitution, AND because that's the only way to keep them in power.

"With Their Lies, And Pictures Of Also-Lies!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Jungle Drums of Africa.

Ahh, yes. Muir, who has regularly fantasized about killing numerous elected Democrats insists that the media not being properly servile to his special boy is what caused this. Because he and his have all the rights, and anyone who doesn't recognize this have none.

Muir Listens To The Sage-Like Discourse Of Whiskey Pete.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because King of the Forest Rangers.

There's something grotesque about watching Muir recast Kegsbreath as his idea of a sophisticated military thinker, especially as that idea isn't actually that, but a bad parody of it, spouting ideas Muir's gotten second or third hand while failing to understand.

That  it includes Muir's typical "Inferior Blue States! They are not true Murican!" drivel just makes it worse.

And That's Elites With A ((())).

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Haunted Harbor.

Look at the Nazi filth spouting Nazi filth and imagining its not a Nazi.

Ugh.

Muir Feigns Being Thoughtful.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Drums of Fu Manchu.

As Muir tries to shrug his way out of his present mental difficulties, I feel obliged to chime in with this... no, she's not real, Muir. Your pretend wife doesn't actually exist. And neither does the version of you that's a badass ex Special Forces guy that all the ladies want.

Muir Insists The Present Reminds Of Something From The Past He Doesn't Understand.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Zorro's Fighting Legion.

It's always tiresome when Muir launches yet another pseudointellectual explanation of history and strategy, as it's invariably a demonstration that he knows next to nothing about either of those things, and is frequently transparently cribbing from someone else who knows only a little more.

But this time, we have the added wrinkle of Muir trying to make a silk purse out of the pig's ear of Trump's chaos, and we can see the flaw he and his idol share. Muir applauds Trump for ambitions... that are a lessening of the US's power. Because of course, he cannot see power based on mutually beneficial alliances as real. Like most fascists, he mistakes violence and cruelty for power. Thus, like Trump, he stares at the fading regional hegemony of Putin's Russia, and because of its naked thuggery, assumes this is the real deal, and like, an extra-stupid version of Buck Turgidson, says "Man, I wish we had one of those!"

Jackie Gleason Sarcastically Saying "Har De Har Har."

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Hurricane Express.

There is something so wearisome in this pretense of wit, in Muir trying to pretend he isn't saying what he's saying, and imagining he's getting away with it.

She Will Be Safe From The Schweinhund!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Vanishing Legion.

He says this as accounts of just what vicious thugs the regime's goon squad is circulate. But you, see Muir is offended, because the inferiors weren't supposed to fight back.

He Just Knows He's A Big, Strong, Manly Man, Man!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Golden Stallion.

In many ways, this is just classic Muir, burbling about the subversives, who are a dangerous disease who his sort are there to fix and no, the fact that every time they hold power we wind up worse than we were before doesn't mean anything, nope, nope, nope.

But this also draws attention to the extent that Muir genders politics, making running the state an explicitly male function--and makes it clear that he sees that function as largely consisting of beating the shit out of those he disagrees with. It's one of the calling cards of fascism, toxic masculinity as policy.

And it's a big reason why they generally lose.