Incoherent Misogyny. It's What He Does Now.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Master Key.

It's so tiresome when Muir spins his wheels by having Zed and Sam agreeing about braindead fascist talking points for days on end.

They Think Their Murderous Racism Is Funny, Folks.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Lucille Love, Girl of Mystery.

The closest thing to interesting in this racist swill is what lies beneath it. Muir is repeating various idiotic racist shibboleths wholeheartedly, not even bothering to realize that they're fucking nonsense that are wrong on every level.

Because, as I keep noting, Mr. 'Ise Independent Thinker' is a pliable dullard who will repeat any bit of vile bullshit if it tells him he's a special boy, while thinking this shows how clever he is.

Keep Paying So Muir Can Keep Making These Lifeless, Wooden Drawings.

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

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There's something amazing in Muir's ability to make something that is supposed to be nothing happening feel like an extra level of nothing, filler that seems astonishingly free of actual content. It's a bad kind of amazing, but it's still amazing.

Continuing 'Strained Analogy Theatre'...

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Fighting Fate.

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The way he keeps acting like this is some sort of awesome accomplishment...

He's A Bit Stuck On This One.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Lost City.

Somehow, this manages to be half-cooked and disjointed even among strips where Muir has given up being anything but half-cooked and disjointed.

Aiming For Edgar Rice Burroughs, Hitting Howard Phillips Lovecraft.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Silent Avenger.

Ugh.

Breasts should not move like that.

Like The Bourbons, Muir Forgets Nothing, Forgives Nothing, And Learns Nothing.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Smashing Barriers.

It's bitterly amusing to watch Muir give yet another display of multiple level FAIL and think it's showing how clever he is. We see, in one strip, the Muir who is stuck in a bad simulacrum of his own childhood, the man who can admire the sight of things while not getting the sense of them, the pliable old reactionary spouting the same garbage decades after the world moved on, and the man stuck in a hell that he has both made himself and had reinforced by the movement he supported. All in one terribly drawn, terribly written strip.

And he doesn't see it, of course. Thinks he's done a great job, and is showing what a sensible man he is.

Sam Overshares Even In The Parody Sequences.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Man of Might.

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This is Muir's idea of quirky family dynamics.

And effective fund-raising.

Has He Mentioned He Hates Muslims?

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Iron Test.

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Sometimes, the sheer breadth and depth of Muir's hypocrisy gets to you.

Like A Kind Of Third Rate Patriotic Burlesque Show...

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because A Fight for Millions.

Ahh, we're really entering the sleaziest part of the Begging Bowl period...

It's become something of a tradition at this point.

The 'Need More Money' Refrains Get Extra-Whiny This Year.

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Vengeance and the Woman.

Once again...

Every.

Frickin'.

Year.

He Is A Whiny Man... He Remains A Whiny Man.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Fighting Trail.

As always, there's something bleakly amusing when Muir trots out the tropes of Nazi propaganda while not realizing he's doing it.

Oh, and having his 'deep blue leviathan' be black while attacking a blue ship?

Chef's kiss. No notes.

And Alfred Bester And Julius Schwartz Join Those Muir Has Made Roll In Their Graves.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because The Strange Case of Mary Page.

It's almost a perfect representation of the strip these days--cheap sexism, ranting about "communism", and a lousy attempt at a gag. Really, just some racism, and this would have been the Platonic DbD of this era.

Three, Count 'Em, Three Different Sorts Of Racism, All Conflated.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Fates and Flora Fourflush.

The fascinating thing is this demonstrates not only Muir's delusional, racist, sexist misunderstanding of the present, but his equally delusional, racist, sexist misunderstanding of the past.

"We Need To Tell The Founding Fathers To Be MORE Racist!"

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

Did I call it, or did I call it?

This whiny, pathetic, hateful little screed is Muir imagining himself to be so, SO patriotic.

Because he hates this country, and he hates everything that's decent. But he has to pretend to himself that he doesn't.

Muir Missing The Point As Usual.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Mysterious Island.

It's a fascinating illustration of Muir's spiritual bankruptcy that his attempts to imitate foreigners discovering things like ranch dressing being good is this awfulness.

Also, those foreigners are largely seeing those evil Blue Cities you hate and insist are not the Real Murica, Muir. But then, consistency has never been his thing.

And That's Why Massive Corruption Is Good Actually!

 It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Roar of the Iron Horse.

It's kind of amusing to see so many strands of Muir being lazy sewn together here. We've got DEI used as a vague buzzword for stuff Muir doesn't like, the arrogant, ignorant assertion that liberalism and leftism are just bad and ruin things, they JUST do, he doesn't need to prove it, Muir swallowing a blatant obvious falsehood to explain away something shameful and thinking this proves how clever, how with it, how patriotic he is. It's such a sterling display of all the awfulness and stupidity that make him... well, him.

Astonishing How All The Cast's Business Endeavors Through The Years Wind Up Involving Nudity.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Cody of the Pony Express.

It's grimly fascinating how much use Muir's gotten out of that single picture of two sitting hicks.

A Business Model Slightly Less Self-Destructive Than Muir's.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Adventures of Sir Galahad.

These drawings emphasize how her daughters--just like her sister and her mother---are pretty much just Sam with a slightly different head now.

Behold! Part Woman, Part Howler Monkey!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Bruce Gentry.

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Sometimes, it's very baffling what stock poses Muir falls in love with. Especially the ones he apparently decides are titillating.