"Tucker Carlson is the new Trump. Not Ron DeSantis. Not Josh Hawley. Not Rick Scott. Certainly not Ted Cruz. Those other men are vying merely for Trump’s political mantle…Carlson is seizing Trump’s theatrical mantle as well." https://t.co/WHygDY8083
Obama is about the least creepy living president we have; the main competition would be Jimmy Carter. And as for old, my younger sister has the best definition of old I have ever heard: old means at least twenty years older than her. I am only two years older than her, so I will never be old. Obama is one year older than her, so he will never be old.
That’s the definition of old that I live by, so Tucker Carlson can just go away.
The core of Carlson’s shtick is his outrage diatribes, which he delivers with a suitably outraged expression.
It works well enough when he’s ranting, but he seems not to have any other expressions in his repertoire. So when he’s interviewing a guest, and the guest is talking, Carlson sits there with that same expression frozen on his face. After a bit, the anger drains out, and all that’s left is a furrowed brow with fixed gaze and parted lips, like he’s working really hard to understand what the guest is saying, and failing.
I would call it confuse-a-cat, but I did a Google image search on “confused cats”, and I didn’t find any cats who look as confused as Carlson does.
Obama is about the least creepy living president we have; the main competition would be Jimmy Carter. And as for old, my younger sister has the best definition of old I have ever heard: old means at least twenty years older than her. I am only two years older than her, so I will never be old. Obama is one year older than her, so he will never be old.
That’s the definition of old that I live by, so Tucker Carlson can just go away.
The core of Carlson’s shtick is his outrage diatribes, which he delivers with a suitably outraged expression.
It works well enough when he’s ranting, but he seems not to have any other expressions in his repertoire. So when he’s interviewing a guest, and the guest is talking, Carlson sits there with that same expression frozen on his face. After a bit, the anger drains out, and all that’s left is a furrowed brow with fixed gaze and parted lips, like he’s working really hard to understand what the guest is saying, and failing.
I would call it confuse-a-cat, but I did a Google image search on “confused cats”, and I didn’t find any cats who look as confused as Carlson does.
Obama is less than eight years older than Carlson.