It was the Bromance for the Ages. Bedtime calls, smoothies and smooches, the gentle reassurance of the reach-around. Has Sean Hannity’s noble Irish face been etched by the Hand of Time, the worry lines deepened, the once buoyant flesh gradually losing the struggle with gravity? Well, yes, of course, it was ever thus. But still, such couples often slide gracefully into the embrace of age with dignity and enduring affection. And it is true that The Leader often succumbed to the temptations that lie in the path of men like him, men of overpowering personal magnetism.
But didn’t Sean do his very best to maintain the warmth of the relationship? A bit of cosmetic work, here and there, to tighten a wrinkle, to firm up the sagging jowl? Couldn’t the bonds of affection and respect have aged like a fine wheel of American cheese, to ripe perfection? Of course!
But then along comes that little bitch Tucker Carlson! In like a fecking ball! Was his sycophantic suckitude somehow an improvement over the pursed lips of Sean, chapped with years of effort? His trim and athletic youth more worthy than the looming paunch and sagging bottom of Sean Hannity? Why is he to be tossed aside like a pair of Goodwill Guccis? Sure, a blubbered walrus like John Bolton can be moved out of the way, sent off to visit the ancestral home of the clusterfuck.
But Sean? Loyal, long-suffering Sean, who has served through thick and thicker? Is the sweet bird of youth more worthy than the mature song of the aging nightingale? So it would seem. Alas, so it would seem.
I assume that there is some story that this relates to that someone could link to, or else Luci has had one too many absinthe and bong water cocktails.
I did say “almost”. Actually I mostly chuckled, I imagined Sean sitting in a race car-shaped bed, wearing footie PJs with little American flags all over it, sending texts and hoping Paul would reply.
Hannity was the person most associated with overt Trumpism at first - Trump had his phone #, DJT appeared often on his show, etc.
However, since Cohen’s “Client #3” was revealed to be Hannity, DJT has been backing off a bit from that bromance, and is now openly courting Tucker Carlson, who went with the Trumpets on their N Korea visit replacing John Bolton.
I’m not really familiar with either of them. But my impression is that Tucker Carlson is, and I admit this is a low bar, a better person than Hannity. Carlson seems, certainly, nicer.
Yes, I know that Carlson is a white supremacist who publishes fake news stories. He may be even less ethical than Hannity, and a bigger fraud. But Hannity’s stock in trade is self-righteous meanness, and that’s not a good look.
Both are utterly mercenary unprincipled frauds, cashing in on fascists being so hot right now. I’d say the only difference between them is the target audience, with Carlson being the edgy memelord speaking to 30somethings while Hannity talks to the old women shaking their fists at the clouds. Both warrant a forced march to the guillotine, and both would get a dedicated civil servant punching them in the mouth if it looked like they were about to speak in my government. Vote for me. That’s literally my entire platform, and it’s still better than both US parties.
