Your Periodic Reminder That Tucker Carlson...

150 cops were injured. Three are dead.

— Adam Parkhomenko (@AdamParkhomenko) January 28, 2021

...is the guy who lost his mind and milked a week of self-pity and ersatz outrage over of a handful of peaceful protesters standing on the sidewalk outside his house armed with a tambourine. 

And because Carlson has a show on America's most-watched terrorist teevee network, his wildly exaggerated claims got play on the air, in national newspapers, as well as sympathetic comments from America's then-terrorist-in-chief, Donald Trump --

THE DAILY CALLER: Tucker Carlson had his house attacked, he had a mob outside of his house while his wife was home. They cracked the door — what is this violence? Where does it come from? Do you have a message for Tucker and his family?

POTUS: I do, I spoke to Tucker and I think Tucker’s a great guy and I think it’s terrible, they were actually trying to break down the door.

THE DAILY CALLER: How do you think the police should handle Antifa, generally?

POTUS: These people, like the Antifa you’re talking about, the Antifa — they better hope that the opposition to Antifa decides not to mobilize. Because if they do, they’re much tougher. Much stronger. Potentially much more violent. And Antifa’s going to be in big trouble. But so far they haven’t done that, and that’s a good thing.

But they better hope that the other side doesn’t mobilize, you understand what I’m saying. Because if you look, the other side is the military, it’s the police, it’s a lot of very strong, a lot of very tough people. Tougher than them. And smarter than them. And they’re sitting back and watching and they’re getting angrier and angrier.

As for the part about "Chewbacca guy" no longer being available for "your kid's seventh birthday party", that's probably true. 

On the other hand I can't be the only one who get the very strong impression that Carlson would definitely pay "Chewbacca guy" to come over to his house and fuck his wife once a month while playing the tambourine as Carlson watched, naked and sobbing, from the corner.

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