"Slobs And Leeches, The Lot Of Them!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because Hesse-Darmstadt.

And of course, Muir, you are one of the good productive members, what with your little comic strip.  And stuff.  You don't NEED gubmint help.  And taxes--why you're JUST LIKE THE FOUNDING FATHERS.  Aside from the whole 'no representation' thing. 

And women!  Yaknow whut I mean?

"There's Supposed To Be A Point?"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because he was run out of town like a common pygmy.

Ahh, yes.  Because now we're all going to have eat broccoli, because it's... and...

...Yeah, I think Muir's kind of running low on juice here.

Go On. Follow That Up With A Scalping Joke. I Dare You!

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because flute playing.

So, Damon's response to what is supposed to be liberal insenstivity to Native Americans is a racist Native American joke. 

Yeah.  Yeah.  Yeah...

"Ignorance Is Too An Excuse!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because don't worry they're here.

Let us see...

A) Muir apparently feels that we should have continued to back Mubarak, a man whose legitimacy was in tatters, through some undesignated means.

B) No, the book does not say that.

So, another confirmation that Muir doesn't know what the hell he's talking about.  On fairly important subjects, for that matter.

"Huzzah! A Magnificent, Purely Symbolic Triumph!"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because five feet away.

And yet more walls of text involving Muir's crib notes version of a scandal that the Right has clasped tight to its bosom, in its eternal love of political theater...

"And Don't Get Me Started On F Troop!"

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

...

...

Yeah.  It's the second one that really sticks out.  Muir takes a stupid premise and rides out further from sanity than one imagines possible....

There's Clearly A Conspiracy Behind All This...

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because late in the evening...

Ahh, this old chestnut.  Once again, Muir's magical tyranny detector started working overtime after letting virtually everything slide for eight long years, and now he knows we're living in Communist Russia.  Minus... well, everything that made Communist Russia... Communist Russia.