Triumph of The Swill

Tucker Carlson is a posturing, preening, overbearing Twit.

Being completely pwn3d by Jon Stewart seems to have permanently broken the man's self-esteem. I'm not even talking about the most ungainly episode of Dancing with The Stars, ever. (Subtitled (Dork Of The Dance. Even a professional partner and sitting in a chair for 30% of the performance couldn't make him look good)

In his most recent bout of acting out (if my son does something like this... Oh let's be realistic. We've raised our son better than this; He would NEVER behave like this to another person. I hope the elder Carlsons are embarrassed; but knowing the prudish self righteousness prevalent in the Upper Class, I am guessing they won't be)...

Starting Over.

Tucker Carlson, bowtied Media Twit. Goes into video store. Accompanied by unidentified 'gal pal'. Is waited on by typical Video Clerk. Who happens to be a blogger, known as Chuckles.

Hey, bloggers like us, we post almost anything, right, dreams, desires, a good B.M., embarrassing moments... hell, my last post was about running over a little kid with my car. Our lives are down on these pages.

So of course, Chuckles does a bit of blogging about this Brush With 'Greatness'. Read it for yourself; maybe it's less than complimentary; but there is nothing there that comprises anything like a threat. Plover at 3Bulls really dices the whole post, in a way that exposes how meaningless and trite it really was. This is what sends Carlson over the edge?

It is a symptom of the overwhelming privilege of the moneyed elite in this country, exacerbated by the 'We Got Ours' mentality implicit in the actions of the Republican Rulers in the last twelve years. Theirs is the power, and the rest of us, we are obligated to bow and scrape if we want a few paltry scraps from the Tables of Plenty. It's been called Trickle Down; but it is designed to be at the mercy of the Powerful.

The true, petty, vindictive nature of these people can be glimpsed occasionally in savage episodes like this. Having relatively little power amongst the True Animals in his coterie, Tucker responds with blind fury when he receives anything but Fawning Admiration from one of the Masses; and being aware of his true powerlessness, becomes indignant over imagined slights and perceived threats, responding with inbred and over-privileged hatred and fury. Apparently, he threatened the Video Store Owner with legal action, so they fired Chuckles.

How petty, humorless, and tyrannical.

Tucker's fifteen minutes have long expired. He has apparently been made aware of that by a lowly Video Store Clerk ,and the knowledge Burns. Oh, it hurts. But that doesn't give him any kind of justification for acting like a penny ante TV show Mr. Potter, ruining people's lives for shits and giggles through his Dad's Attorneys.

Carlson, all of us here in The Normal World regret to inform you that we are not able to regard a humorless, insignificant Cable-TV cardboard prop such as yourself in line with what you apparently feel is sufficient reverence. Any inconvenience this causes, is known as DAILY LIFE. Go bite a slug.

Chuckles has Strapped On, and his subsequent post shows no mercy to the Two Bit BowTie; even postulating the possibility of legal action against someone who claimed to be Tucker's Lawyer, after they spent some time harassing one of Chuckles' co-workers. As I had said somewhere else, I Am Not a Lawyer, but it seems to me that Chuckles might be eligible for a Wrongful Termination suit. At a minimum, his promise of legal action against Mr. Carlson for harassment seems to be a good bit more valid than Tucker's original veiled threats.

Pinko Punko also slices Tucker up a treat ,while summoning the spirit of Bon Scott, a nice move. Clif terms it the Insolence of Wealth, a nice turn of phrase. Freedom Camp also has some good response. I merely put it here, to spread the word in my meager way, helping to push the knowledge towards the Hundredth Monkey.

Secondarily, I want to make it plain that I have no affiliation with that sniveling bastard Tucker Carlson in any way, I appointed myself Temporary Costello when I started this damn blog, intending to come up with a better Nom du Blogue at some point. In recent days, I have taken to signing my posts elsewhere as TC, for short. You can see the issue there. So as of now, I'm going to be signing my posts as.... Jack Montag Billy Pilgrim .


Tucker Carlson needs, DESERVES, a beatdown, but in this America, where Money makes right and inheriting Power proves your worth, I do not expect to see it. Tucker Carlson, who has never done a thing of value other than being lucky in his parentage, can kiss my pale hairy ass, and smile while he does it. Putz.