"Yep! Racism! Don't Mean A Thing No More!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because mango.

Yeah, Muir. You keep telling yourself that. You tell yourself that the reason people call you a racist isn't because you're a sad sack of shit drawing racist sock puppets, and racist caricatures while spending his time mourning 'the good old days' when people knew their place and nobody tried to deny how spectacular and extra-special white guys are. You keep telling yourself that. It still won't be true.

Oh, Boy. What Fun.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because evil is like a tree.

The funny thing is, that drawing emphasizes the fact that Muir's women all look alike.

"People Think We're Crazy... LOOK! Half-Naked Chick!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because soft sell.

Every now and then, a tiny glimmer of light shimmers in Muir's fevered dreamworld. He snuffs it out with his sad attempts at softcore.

"Ah HA! Proof Of The Conspiracy!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the bells.

Yeah. It's not like bloggers might have--say, a bloated conception of their own importance...

Those Nazi-Commie-Aristocrats!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because ye gates!

Yep! This is a big deal! Michelle Obama--acting like every First Lady ever--IS JUST LIKE MARIE ANTOINETTE! As Muir has told us umpteen time!

Every See A Man In His Fifties Play With Barbie Dolls?

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because that hoodoo that you do so well.

Yeah, we get it Muir. Libertarians are sex machines. Because your fake libertarians are.

"If Only They'd Realized That Sociopathy Is A Sign Of Strength!"

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because what you sow going to make you weep.

You see! My men from the future know that the RIGHT are the ones who are stopping racism! And that the belief in community will destroy you! Isn't that amazing?