"But... That Would Also Be Trump..."

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

"I know you are but what am I?" is not much of an argument, especially when it's fueled by crazystupid.

"Some Summary Arrests Would Do It!"

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

You know, leaving aside the utter staticness of this strip, the repetition of previous images, the casual racism and sexism--what really comes across is how much the bloom is off the rose.  Muir is tired.  One month in, and he is tired, in a way it took him years to reach with Dubya. He's still trying, but his new efforts at imagining a glorious victory are ridiculous, even by his standards.

"No, You--You're The Puppet!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because in the lion.

...

Man, this is really getting under his skin.

"Oh, And Send Word Out To The Aliens, We'll Need Their Help."

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because Document Center.  For all your document needs.

I'd say it's surprising how swiftly Muir's elation at victory has given way to the same old paranoid persecution fantasies, but... it really isn't.

"GOLDSTEIN!"

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

Yes, all problems are the results of sinister wreckers in league with the ousted enemy.  If not for him, all would see that this is a new, glorious white workers' paradise.

"They Are Traitors To The Volk!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because Gloria Gaynor.

The worst part about Muir's Pelosi caricature is that it is just grotesque enough to seem off, but not cutting enough to be amusing in any way.

Well, except to neckbeards who chuckle at the idea of women who aren't two-dimensional sex goddesses.

"Flag On The Moon! How Did It Get There?"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because I think I'm a clone now.

I think Muir's self-reference loop is closing in on itself.