[U: Hinderaker Comments.] Tucker Carlson: “F*-ed Around…” And Now, Finds Out.

Updated @ 8 PM EDT: Hinderaker has provided the obligatory boot-licking tribute to the lying sack of dung called Tucker. About the only thing I worry about with Tucker… is that he becomes a Tangerine Veep running mate. But it is widely reported that Tucker openly loathes Trump. So, unless Trump will agree to be Tucker’s Veep /running mate / nominee… I have no concerns. NONE.

Tucker will never reach three million homes per night again (if he ever did). He was always and only a mean little clown, riding a “one trick pony” — and that pony just threw him into the manure, at the county fairgrounds.

If he turns up on some alternate internet or cable hard right outlet… he will never fully rebuild that audience.

Far too many of his octogenarian / base watchers know ONLY how to find Fox on an old school broadcast TV set’s analog dial. Despite what Johnny says, he is effectively over — unless he is running for Senate or 1600 Penn. And he’s not. So — I love it, all. End, updated portion.

It seems that having to pay $787.5 million in libel settlements is not without consequences — at ole’ Faux.

Most savvy legal observers agree that Tucker’s own internal emails and recorded remarks… sank all hope of an effective libel defense against Dominion’s $1.5 billion claims. [Which, while not wishing to be pedantic, is why I quote the estimable EmptyWheel, in that link — as she’s updated hers to reflect that, indeed Rupert fired him for embarrassing the endless lie-festival the network was running, on dozens of fronts with his private emails and deposition answers (for the contra-suggestion) — the goal of Faux is to tell lies — he inadvertently hurt the network’s chances of continuing to do so. Game over.]

Ah — Well done, Tucker! [Perhaps he is running for Preznit. Or… he is to be Tangerine’s Veep candidate in ’24 (not likely). Or… most likely… he’s had a particularly bad bimbo eruption. Or even a male bimbo eruption.]

In any event… he’s cashiered — without even a goodbye on air.

I. Love. It.

Whatever he builds next — or wherever he goes… he, and his hateful lies — will never again reach three million homes a night.

Flawless.

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