Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Tucker Carlson: Drama Queen?

It's a long story already. The short version: Tucker Carlson claimed that some video store clerk was stalking him after the clerk made a post on his blog about his encounter with Carlson in the video store (the clerk blogs using the name "Chuckles"). Carlson may or may not have threatened Chuckles when he returned to the store. Then Carlson's lawyers got involved and suddenly, Chuckles didn't have a job anymore. Here is the post that turned Carlson's panties into a bowtie:
Not as Recognizable as You Might Think Mr. Carlson

Tucker Swanson McNear Carlson (born May 16, 1969 in San Francisco, California) is a pundit who currently hosts Tucker, a national television news show, which is broadcast weekdays at 4 p.m. and 6 p.m. ET on MSNBC.

Carlson is generally considered one of the most recognizable conservative media personalties on American television.

Tucker Carlson opened an account last night at my video store. I thought the name seemed familiar but I couldn't figure out why. It was after he left that I realized he was on the list of Gigantic Cobagz. I could tell you what he and his ridiculously wasped-out female companion (wife?) rented if you really want to know. I won't tell you where he lives, though. That would be wrong and stupid. I will also not be running around ordering 10,000 copies of America: The Book and having it sent to his place even if that would be more awesome than frozen urine treats for his home.
So is Tucker a prissy drama queen? Or is he, as he claims in the Washington Post's article about the story, a helpless victim who was reluctant to respond to an attack on his family?
In a phone interview Thursday, Carlson acknowledged that he approached Williamson in the store and said he was "very aggressive" because he wanted the post removed: "I don't like to call the police or call his boss. . . . I'm a libertarian. I'm not into that."
(via R. Neal at Knoxviews)


fletch said...

"Woody Allen movie"..right. I bet there's more to this story if we knew what he rented. Probably a Jane Fonda movie, maybe Easy Rider, no, I bet it was Fahrenheit 9/11, which would destroy his career faster than if he rented a gay porn flick.

I'll never understand why this guy is anybody at all. He's a symbol of the sick times we have lived in the last six years.

alice said...

After his sweaty performance on Dancing with the Stars, perhaps he was embarrassed to admit he was renting Ballroom Dancing for Beginners...

sravana said...

I don't know, I think that the video store clerk was in the wrong (though losing his job? enh). One could argue that part of the problem with our culture is that famous folks have no privacy.

OTOH, doesn't Carlson know about Netflix? I don't even have a TV, and *I* know about Netflix! Why would anyone be interested in a local video store (especially if you're "one of the most recognizable" shitheads on TV?