Mark Judge descried which way the ill wind was blowing many moons ago.
How My 1997 Conversation with Tucker Carlson Predicted the Future
In March 1997, I had a conversation with Tucker Carlson that would predict the future. Specifically it predicted liberalism’s current empire of lies.Carlson has recently expressed amazement at how bad the public lies have gotten. Last week on The Glenn Beck Show, Carlson revealed footage from the Capitol January 6 that undercut our Principalities and Powers’ official narrative. Especially its claims about Jacob Chansley (the wacky guy in the Viking helmet) who was visibly nonviolent, but nonetheless got four years in prison.
Carlson sounded amazed and a bit dejected. His father had worked in government. Carlson grew up in Washington. He was used to political battles, but not such outright lying. “I know deception when I see it,” he says, “it’s demonstrable and its proven. They’re all lying.” It turns out, Tucker concluded. “Liz Cheney is affirmatively a liar.”
I thought back to a conversation I had with Carlson in 1997 that foresaw this moment. That year I attended CPAC, the annual conservative conference held at the Sheraton in Washington, D.C. I was writing a story for the New York Press.
Ahh, the New York Press—a fine old NYC weekly I used to peruse each and every week, founded by Russ Smith as a conservative competitor for the Village Voice, which had by then lapsed into complete batshit lunacy. Good times, good times. I don’t really remember him, but it figures Judge woulda worked there. Onwards.
After the conference I called Tucker Carlson, who was then a writer for the Weekly Standard. I was friendly with Carlson, wanted to get his take on conservatism, and where it was moving in the Clinton years.
Our conversation had barely started when he steered it to CPAC. ”Hey, were you at CPAC?” he asked me. I said I had been. “Did you see any drugs or heavy drinking and sexual assaults?”
I had no idea what he was talking about. I hadn’t seen anything but conservatives giving speeches and hawking their books. Tucker pointed me to an article in The New Republic. In it, a journalist described how a group of four young male conservatives conspired to sexually assault a woman. It deserves quoting at length, as twenty years later, similar lies would be resurrected to try and destroy me. It also foreshadows the contagion of lies that has infected our elites, from government to media.
“Infected”—now THAT’S putting it mildly, in my estimation. Read on for deets of the infuriating and manifestly, laughably false TNR smear job, indeed a grim harbinger of the shape of things to come, which triggered Tucker’s and Judge’s foray into the mystic realm of pure precognition. Unsurprisingly, it was penned by one Stephen Glass, who would go on to humiliating, career-destroying ignominy as a chronic fabulist—which, again, is putting it mildly, and is far more kind than the miserable cur deserves.
Fittingly, Glass is no longer employed as a Jurassic-Media “journalist—he’s a goddamned half-a-lawyer now. Which is not to say that his extended career as a shameless liar didn’t have any impact at all, mind.
Stephen Glass’s tactics are now mainstream. They were, and are, the official playbook of our elites, from the Democrats to NeverTrump zealots. People in power will tell such lies until they get caught, and even after that. One media orc who in 2018 said that he saw me buying and selling cocaine in the 1980s — a lie — just got his head handed to him by Russell Brand, and then by good guy and conservative Tom Elliot. Faced with a cavalcade of his own lies by Elliot, this dunderhead will shake it off and be back to warn us all about the evil Ron DeSantis.
This is why it is so absolutely crucial that regular people simply not engage with this new American Stasi. Imagine the worst, most unscrupulous and malicious liar you’ve ever known in your life. That person is the reporter who just showed up at your door. The assumption that leftist politicians and the media are reflections of Satan himself, the father of lies, is not an exaggeration.
Nope, nor is it hyperbole, nor any kind of coincidence. What it is, is entirely factual, the plain and simple truth.
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Amen to THAT, brother. Somebody needs to get a list going of possible uses for those two things, plus a few other fine items along with ’em.
Dude…Mark Judge. Got the name wrong.
Heh. Was just talking with a friend of mine yesterday, and the topic of King Of The Hill and Tales From The Tour Bus came up, so Mike Judge was fresh in my mind. Sorry ’bout that…