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Speaker 1: Countdown with Keith Olderman is a production of iHeartRadio. Tucker Carlson's January sixth video gas Lighting Fail and his I Hate Trump passionately text may prove to be the least of his problems. Tucker Carlson praised and disseminated the work of a racist Holocaust denier, and just two and a half years ago, Media Matters for America found another text in round three of the dominion lawsuit document dump, which confirms Carlson is as they phrased it quote a reader of a Holocaust denier who writes for the white nationalist hub Tackie mag Media Matters discovered a text from Carlson to an unidentified individual dated November seventeenth, twenty twenty, in which Carlson sent that person a link to the taki man site and added quote, this is a smart piece. The author of that piece was David Cole, a far right commentator who claims that Auschwitz was not an extermination camp with Gash Chambers and who questions whether six million Jews really died in the Holocaust. The piece Carlson texted was not about Jewish people. It was about the quote third worlding of Chico, California, and in white supremacist circles. Third worlding is code for criticism of people of color and other minorities, fitting because the site to which Tucker Carlson linked, Takie Mag, has had stories headlined quote the trouble with Blacks, quote America's black male problem, quote blacks behaving badly in Memphis, and quote our de facto anti white apartheid. The former managing editor of Takie Mag is the white supremacist Richard Spencer, as in neo Nazi Richard Spencer who got punched in the face the day of Trump's inauguration. I know what you're saying. A white supremacist reads and forwards a Holocaust denier and hosts a Russian disinformation show on Fox. Quote news unquote. How is this newsworthy, Keith? Well, it's newsworthy because it is not news, not to anybody who liked me once worked with Tucker Carlson, nor anybody paying attention to previous revelations about Tucker Carlson's racism and misogyny. It's news because, at this most vulnerable moment in his career, it reopens an entire, huge, ugly racist can of worms. In twenty nineteen, this same watchdog group, Media Matters, dug up the audio tapes of Carlson's regular appearances, which he began in two thousand and six when he still worked at MSNBC on a crass radio show called Bubba the Love Sponge. On tape still posted on the Media Matters is segment after segment in which Tucker Carlson makes racist remarks in which Tucker Carlson makes sexist remarks. In which Tucker Carlson makes remarks justifying statutory rape. On the show, Carlson said about Barack Obama, quote, I don't know how black he is, but I'm sure he's a good basketball player. He later added, how is he black? For one thing? He has one white parent, one black parent. I mean, why isn't he white? On the show, Carlson dismissed iraqis as quote semi literate primitive monkeys who quote don't use toilet paper or forks. On that show, Carlson claimed to criticize underage marriage, saying, in the case of statutory rape, however, quote the rapist in this case has made a lifelong commitment to live and take care of the person and he later defended the cult leader and convicted child rapist Warren Jeffs. Quote He's not accused of touching anybody. He's accused of facilitating a marriage between a sixteen year old girl and a twenty seven year old man. That's the accusation. That's what they're calling felony rape. That's bullshit unquote. On this show, Carlson went full misogyny. Quote. I mean, I love women, but they're extremely primitive. They're basic. On this show, Carlson Crassley attacked everyone from Hillary Clinton to Martha Stewart's daughter to Oprah Winfrey quote. The rest of us have been bullied into pretending that Oprah's great, that she doesn't hate the penis, that she's not anti man unquote, and on and on and on, and it will all go under the spotlight anew because whether or not Tucker Carlson remains on television at Fox quote news unquote, it is undeniable that at that company, at Rippert Murdock's level and around it. One of the ways out of the blowback to the Kevin McCarthy January sixth tape fiasco and the Murdoch News Corp. Fox crisis over the one point six billion our dominion defamation suit and the paralyzing drip drip drip of dominions awe inspiring legal filings. One of the ways out Rupert Murdoch is considering is firing Tucker Carlson, or firing Sean Hannity or Laura Ingram or CEO Suzanne Scott or all of them. Tucker Carlson is on the ropes. And suddenly there is a text of him from just two and a half years ago telling someone close enough to him to have his cell phone number that a racist column written by a Holocaust denier is quote a good piece. That was the last thing Tucker Carlson needed Rupert Murdoch to know, because Rupert Murdoch has moved into the mode in which he is the most dangerous, the mode in which Rupert Murdoch is focused on one thing, and one thing alone, saving Rupert Murdoch. And it is not as if the holocaust denier racist link somehow erased Tucker Carlson's other problems. While last night, Carlson largely backed away from the January sixth story and particularly the January sixth video story, and did so faster than Haraldo Rivera got out of al Capone's vault and instead led his show with a transphobic segment which he concluded that of those honored on International Women's Day, quote, a lot of them weren't actually women. They were lumpy looking dudes unquote. Later Carlson came back to January sixth, but only to that part of which which he has latched onto, which has I am guessing resonated with his viewership. The saga of Jacob Chansley, the so called Q Shaman, the guy in the hat, the center point of Carlson's four days of showing meaningless and not particularly interesting January sixth video, including one night with just a few seconds of video and two nights of reruns from the first night. Was he ever more heated claims that this Jacob Chansley, this Q Shaman, was railroaded and betrayed and scapegoaded, and so he represents that gas lit reality of Carlson and the other conspiracy theorists that all the insurrectionists were just in Carlson's word, sightseers who were troubled that day by some in his other word, hooligans. The Tucker Carlson pitch is Chansley the Q Shaman was innocent. Therefore everybody on January six was innocent. Therefore it was an FBI induced false flag. Therefore the January six committee members are liars. Therefore they must be investigated and prosecute. And therefore Trump is innocent and must walk free. And therefore the videotape that showed nothing proves all this. Carlson's gaslighting about Chansley had three central components. The video of him walking nonchalantly, certainly non violently around the Capitol that day, often shown with police around him. Carlson showed that again last night, again insisting the video proved Chansly was being escorted around the Capitol by the police. That's his second major central point. This, of course, is rather than the other explanation, which would be that Chansly was not being escorted by police. Chansly was being followed by police, police who were trying to avoid escalation and violence. The third element in the Tucker Carlson saga was the interview with Chansly's first lawyer, Albert Watkins wis was on Wednesday night, in which Watkins claimed he never saw any of that January sixth video before nor did Chansly so that Chansly's guilty plea was a miscarriage of justice and somehow needs to be overturned and blah blah blah blah blah. Then last night, Chansly's current lawyer appeared and he and Tucker Carlson slimed Chansley's first lawyer, whom Carlson applauded and praised as a truth teller the night before. Carlson's audience was to believe Chansley's first lawyer on Wednesday night, but then not believe him and in fact hate him on Thursday night. My friend Scott McFarland of CBS News reminded us on Twitter of one important detail that Tucker Carlson ignored when he interviewed the Q Shaman's first lawyer and did not even bring up when he interviewed the Q Shaman's second lawyer last night, the Q Shaman fired his first lawyer. In fact, I can add that when in November twenty twenty one, Chansley fired Albert Watkins, who on Fox was reliable Wednesday, but a jerk Thursday when he fired Watkins and hired John Pierce A. Kearney for countless January sixth defendants and the original attorney for Kyle Rittenhouse. Chansley did so, claiming ineffective assistance of counsel, referring to Watkins, his first lawyer, and that is when that first lawyer, Watkins, denied Chansley had fired him, and he Watkins and the second attorney, Pierce, had a public verbal brawl over who was representing the q shaman. The first attorney, Watkins had called Chansley and other defendants from January sixth a string of offensive names. Quote they're all effing short bus people. Quote these are people with brain damage. Quote their effing retarded. Quote they're on the goddamned spectrum. Watkins later insisted he only used those phrases to force the court to get Chansley the psychological treatment he needed. Regardless, Chansley then fired Albert Watkins, and that was sixteen months ago, and he claimed ineffective assistance of counsel. The FBI and the Capitol Police still insist all January sixth defendants had all access to all security video, including the stuff that Kevin McCarthy still inexplicably gave to Tucker Carlson the reality of the Q Shaman's case and by the way, he's now projected to be released from prison in July, and Carlson did not mention that either. Is that Jacob Chansley's first lawyer called him quote retarded with brain damage on the goddamn spectrum and on a short bus, and Chansley fired him. The easiest explanation for the Q Shaman's current predicament is not a vast, labyrinthine governmental conspiracy that was successfully utterly hidden from the world for two years and that somebody as clever and cunning but as stupid as Tucker Carlson alone has cracked and which proved somehow that January sixth was a false flag. The easiest explanation is that Chansley had a lousy lawyer, that Chansley didn't figure this out for ten months, and that the new guy also hasn't done crap for him in the sixteen months since. Right now Fox and Tucker Carlson and Rupert Murdoch are under water. God knows what else is in those dominion files, or if or when that company will make more of it public. The first three rounds suggest that its attorneys have employed an unusual strategy of metaphorically publicly torturing the defendance to litigation death and as evidenced, there are still things being unearthed from the first three dominion document dumps. Media Matters just found Carlson sending somebody that link to the racist holocaust denier's column and insisting this is a good piece. Media Matters also came up with an email from CEO Suzanne Scott to the infamous Fox pr person Irina Briganti, who is from personal experience, the scum of the earth, and yet she seems to have been one of the very few Fox executives with one lone principle floating around in their brains. CEO Scott is clearly challenging someone's assertion that it was quote unarguable that high profile Fox voices fed the story that the election was stolen and that January sixth was an important chance to have the result overturned, and Scott, writing to Burgante, adds, quote, please sends specifics if so brank Gante replied with just a few specifics, at least forty nine of them. Forty nine or more examples of Fox voices feeding the story that the election was stolen, and that January sixth was an important chance to have the result overturned. Forty nine examples from Jeanine Piero and Maria Bardaromo and Mark Levin and Sean Hannity. Fox quote News unquote is on the ropes. Tucker Carlson is on the ropes. Both may very well escape more or less intact Fox has before. It survived the Roger Ales rape scandal. It survived the Bill o'right harrassment scandals. It survived the Glenn Beck anti semitism scandal. However, it survived the Glenn Beck anti semitism scandal by firing Glenn Beck. It survived the Bill O'Reilly harrassment scandal by firing Bill O'Reilly. It survived the Roger Ales rape scandal by firing Roger Ales. If it survives the combined dominion and January sixth video scandals, it will do so by firing somebody still ahead of us in this edition of Countdown, Hence that Trump may be indicted in New York. This is not a flashback to any of the previous two years. This is a new story. You'll see if there's any weight to it. Lauren Bulbert brings a new meaning to the title House Oversight Committee. The nitwit who boasted about becoming a thirty six year old grandmother proves again other than that she can't add and she does not remember who the president was in the year twenty twenty. Jenna Ellis faces up admits she misrepresented facts about the campaign that very same year. And it is Friday's with Thurber. And of all the Thurber stories, I'm going to read you the one that was my father's favorite. I went to Sullivan Tales of Thurber's childhood school. And it wasn't just that it was my dad's favorite. It was literally, and I know how very weird a flex this is. It was literally the last thing my dad heard before he died. That's happier than it sounds. Actually, that's next This discountdown. This is countdown with Keith Olberman. Postscripts to the news, some headlines, some updates, some snarks, some predictions. Date line New York In fact at the corner of stop me and if you've heard this before, the New York Times reporting Trump may face criminal charges in the Stormy Daniels hush money case. Here, where were you and what were you? Doing when you first heard that song. The clue, as The Times phrases it, quote prosecutors offered mister Trump the chance to testify next week before the grand jury. Such offers almost always indicate an indictment is close. Trump calmly responded in a seven or eight part social media post and claimed hundreds of millions of Americans support him. Date Line Colorado, one of Trump's hundreds of millions of lawyers, has admitted to lying. Jenna Ellis heretofore, best known as the canary in the Rudy Giuliani gas coal mine, has been publicly sent after she swore a statement confessing that she knowingly misrepresented the facts in some of her public statements that the twenty twenty election had been stolen from trouble. A lot of those statements on TV. Hey does Dominion know about this? Dateline Capitol Hill. The sad reality is that for the whole of the history of this country, some people have run for Congress because they needed the work. Lauren Bobert just proudly announced that her sixteen year old son had knocked up his girlfriend, so she will be a thirty six year old grandmother. Looks like this was the limit of her math skills. However, during a hearing of the House Oversight Committee yesterday, she had a gotcha moment with Director of the Office of Personnel Management, Kiran Ahuja, except Bobert had a problem with a different subtraction question, what is twenty twenty three minus three? You're not aware of any employee taking something that one would consider a vacation time and bringing their computer and maybe logging in just a portion of that time or not at all. We have more than twenty five percent of federal employees not logging, not logging into work, and they're teleworking. Congressmoman, I do take issue with the characterization that twenty five percent of individuals are not logs in this leaked document right here that we just submitted into you're the record. You're basing that from twenty twenty, which is in the last administration, and I can't speak to that. The Elite document was from twenty twenty one. Moron and dateline the FBI, Secret Service and US Attorney's offices here in New York. It is apparent now all of human history divides neatly into two nearly equal and distinct components. Those times when there is a new George Santos scandal, and those times when we all know there is about to be a new George Santos scandal, we jumped the cusp yesterday when Gustavo Riiro Treja, a Brazilian man, sent a sworn declaration to those authorities that a credit card skimming operation in Seattle for which he was convicted in twenty seventeen, was masterminded by the man who calls himself George Santos. Treja says Santos taught him how to skim card numbers off ATMs and gave him the equipment to do that with. Santos says it's not true. He adds he'll expand on his denial in a moment, but first he just has to make a quick run to the bank. Thank you, Nancy Faust. By the way, I may have just embellished the last part of that story. Ahead Fridays with Thurber and the story of going to school at the turn of the century in Columbus, Ohio, the turn of the nineteenth to the twentieth centuries, when if you failed the fourth grade, you stayed in the fourth grade, or a year after year and decade after decade. I went to Sullivant ahead first time for the daily round of the miss Grants, Morons and Dunning kruegerfexpetiments who constitute today's worst persons in the world. The Bronze Trump with great fanfare Axios, one of those political websites for people who love politics would have no idea what it has to do with government or real life, has scooped the world. Trump is coming out with another book next April twenty fifth, called Letters to Trump. He is publishing the stuff that other people wrote to him, letters from such up and coming and current big names as Richard Nixon, Ronald Reagan, Princess Danna, and Regis Philbin. I should point out that this may require that I published the letter that Trump wrote to me. It is from a decade ago. It is about my coverage of my former employer, Ted Turner, and it underscores what he thought of me. He was a fan, silly him. One thing about Letters to Trump strikes me might actually be important. Axios reports one of the letters was written by Kim Jong Un. Does special counsel Jack Smith know this? What kind of letter is he publishing? The Bronze Elon Musk again. England's Independent reports that when he took over Twitter, he asked many department managers in the company to nominate their employees who they thought were best suited for promotion, whereupon Musk fired all the managers and replaced them with the employees they just nominated for promotion at lower salaries. Of course, thank goodness, there have not been any quality control problems at Twitter since then. But our winner the host of the Patriot Barbie podcast. That's Patriot Barbie. This is a woman who went on the Newsmax channel to complain that another American crisis has happened to US News that the actresses portraying Disney princesses at the Disney theme parks don't want to wear corsets anymore. The host of the Patriot Barbie podcast says, liberal women now do not care about trying to look attractive, and ordinarily I would not make a big deal out of this, except the host of the Patriot Barbie podcast is a woman named Lindsay Graham. Lindsay l I n d Sey. Just like the Senator, it's the end of the week. I'm tired. Just do your own jokes here, Lindsay No he's the other one. Graham of the Patriot Barbie bodcast or a podcast Today's Worst Person and to the number one story on the Countdown and Friday's were Thurber. And I don't know when I went to Sullivan became my father's favorite Thurber story. I suspect it was in the hospital when I was reading to him in the last six months of his life. I know I read it to him at least half a dozen times, the first five by his request. The last time he did not request it, in fact, and this is the most perverse kind of compliment I think any writer has ever received. I read this story to him. It was the last thing that I read to him. In fact, it was the last thing he did on earth, was to listen to this story in a state of semi conscious. He waited till the end of it. He took one deep, satisfied breath, and he died. I don't recommend this, but I think it does speak to the quality of the writing. I went to Sullivant by James Thurber. I was reminded the other morning by what I don't remember, and it doesn't matter of a crisp September morning last year when I went to the Grand Central to see a little boy of ten get excitedly on a special coach that was to take him to a boys school somewhere north of Boston. He had never been away to school before. The coach was squirming with youngsters. You could tell after a while the novitiates shining and tremulous and a little odd from the more aloof boys who had been away to school before. But they were very much alike at first glance. There was for me, in case you thought I was leading up to that, no sharp feeling of old lost years in the tense atmosphere of that coach, Because I never went away to a private school when I was a little boy. I went to Sullivant School in Columbus. I thought about it as I walked back to my hotel. Sullivant was an ordinary public school, and yet it was not like any other I have ever known of. In seeking an adjective to describe the Sullivant School of my years nineteen hundred and eight, I can only think of tough. Sullivant School was tough. The boys of Sullivant came mostly from the region around Central Market, a poorish district with many families of the laboring class. The school district also included a number of homes of the upper classes, because at the turn of the century one or two old residential streets still lingered near the shouting and rumbling of the market, reluctant to surrender their fine old houses to the encroaching rabble of commerce and become as a last they now have more vulgar business streets. I remember always, first of all, the Sullivant baseball team. Most grammar school baseball teams are made up of boys in the seventh and eighth grades, or they were in my day, but with Sullivant it was different. Several of its best players were in the fourth grade, known to the teachers of the school as the terrible fourth. In that grade you first encountered fractions and long division, and many pupils lodged there for years, like logs in a brook. Some of the more able baseball players have been in the fourth grade for seven or eight years then two. There were a number of boys who had not been in the class past the normal time, but were nevertheless deep into their teams. They had avoided starting to school by eluding the truant officer until they were ready to go into long pants, but he always got them in the end. One or two of these fourth graders were seventeen or eighteen years old, but the dean of the squad was a tall, husky young man of twenty two who was in the fifth grade. The teachers of the third and fourth had got tired of having him around as the years rolled along and had pushed him on. His name was Dana Wainey, and he had a mustache. Don't ask me why his parents allowed him to stay in school so long. There were many mysteries at Sullivant that were never cleared up. All I know is why he kept on in school and didn't go to work. He liked playing on the baseball team, and he had a pretty easy time in class because the teachers had given up asking him any questions at all years before. The story was that he had answered but one question in the seventeen years he had been going to classes at Sullivant, and that what is one use of the comma the COMMI Dana embarrassedly unsnarling his long legs from beneath a desk much too low for him, is used to shoot marbles with commies was our word for those cheap ten for a cent marbles in case it wasn't yours. The Sullivant School baseball team of nineteen hundred and five defeated several high school teams in the city and claimed the high school championship of the state, to which title it had, of course, no technical right. I believe the boys could have proved their moral right to the championship, however, if they had been allowed to go out of town and play all the teams they challenged, such as the powerful Dayton and Toledo Nines. But their road season was called off after a terrific fight that it occurred during one game at Mount Sterling or Piqua or Zenia, I can't remember which. Our first baseman, Dana Wayney, crowned the umpire with a bat during altercation overcalled strike and the fight was on. It took place in the fourth inning, so of course the game was never finished. The battle continued on down into the business section of the town and raged for hours with much destruction of property. But since sullimet was ahead of the time seventeen to nothing, there could have been no doubt as to the outcome, nobody was killed. All of us boys were sure our team could have beaten Ohio State University that year, but they wouldn't play us. They were scared. Wayney was by no means the biggest or toughest guy on the Grammar School team. He was merely the oldest, being about a year the senior of Floyd, the center fielder who could jump five feet straight into the air without taking a running start. Nobody knew, not even the Board of Education, which once tried to find out whether Floyd was Floyd's first name or his last name. He apparently only had one. He didn't have any parents, and nobody, including himself, seemed to know where he lived. When teachers insisted that he must have another name to go with Floyd, he would grow sullen and ominous, and they would cease questioning him because he was a dangerous scholar in his schoolroom brawl, as mister Harrigan, the janitor found out one morning when he was called in by a screaming teacher. All our teachers were women to get Floyd under control after she had tried to whip him, and he had begun to take the room apart, beginning with the desks. Floyd broke into small pieces the switch she had used on him. Some said he also ate it. I don't know, because I was home sick at the time with mumps or something. Harrigan was a burly, iron muscle janitor, a man come from a long line of coal shovelers, but he was no match for Floyd, who had to be sure the considerable advantage of being more aroused than mister Harrigan. When their fight started. Floyd had him down and was sitting on his chest in no time, and Harrigan had a promise to be good and to say that's what I get ten times before Floyd would let him up. I don't suppose I would ever have got through Sullivant School alive if it hadn't been for Floyd. For some reason, he appointed himself my protector, and I needed one. If Floyd was known to be on your side, nobody in the school would dare be after you and chase you home. I was one of the ten or fifteen male pupils in Sullivant School who always are almost always knew their lessons, and I believe Floyd admired the mental prowess of a youngster who knew how many continents there were and whether or not the sun was inhabited. Also, one time, when it came to be my turn to read to the class, we used to take turns reading American history aloud, I came across the word ducane and knew how to pronounce it. That charmed Floyd, who had been slouched in his seat idly following the printed page of his worn and penciled textbook. How you know that was Duquesne boy, he asked me after class. I don't know, I said, I just knew it. He looked at me with round eyes. Oh that's something he said. After that word got around that Floyd would beat the tar out of anybody that messed around with me. I wore glasses from the time I was eight, and I knew my lessons, and both of those things were considered pretty terrible at Sullivant. Floyd had one idiosyncrasy though. In the early nineteen hundreds, long, warm, furry gloves that came almost your elbows were popular with boys, and Floyd had one of the biggest pairs in school. He wore them the year round. Dick Peterson was an either greater figure on the baseball team and in the school than Floyd was. He had a way in the classroom of blurting out a long, deep, rolling be for no reason at all. Once he licked three boys his own size single handed, really single handed, for he fought with his right hand and held a mandolin in his left hand all the time. It came out uninjured. Dick and Floyd never met in Mortal Kombat, so nobody ever knew which one could beat, and the scholars were about evenly divided in their opinions. Many a fight started among them after school when the argument came up. I think school never let out at Sullivant without at least one fight starting up, and sometimes there was many as five or six raging between the corner of Oak and sixth Streets and the corner of Rich and Fourth Streets four blocks away. Now and again, virtually the whole school turned out to fight the Catholic boys of the Holy Cross Academy in Fifth Street near town for no reason at all. In winter with snowballs and ice balls, in other seasons with fifth brick bats and clubs. Dick Peterson was always in the van, yelling, singing, being whirling all the way around when he swung with his right, or if he hadn't brought his mandolin his left and missed. He made himself the pitcher on the baseball team because he was the captain. He was the captain because everybody else was afraid to challenge his self election except Floyd. Floyd was too lazy to pitch, and he didn't care who was captain because he didn't fully incomprehend what that meant. On one occasion, when Earl Baddock, a steam fitter's son, had shut out Mound Street School for six innings without a hit, Dick took him out of the pitcher's box and went in himself. He was hit hard, and the other team scored, but it didn't make much difference because the margin of Sullivan's victory was so great. The team didn't lose a game for five years to another grammar school. When Dick Peterson was in the sixth grade, he got into a saloon brawl and was killed. When I go back to Columbus, I always walked past Sullivant School. I have never happened to get there when classes were letting out, so I don't know what the pupils are like. Now I am sure there are no more Dick Peterson's and no more Floyd's, unless Floyd is still going to school there. The playyard is still entirely bare of grass and covered with gravel, and the sycamore is still line the curve between the schoolhouse fence and the Oak Street car line. A street car line running past a schoolhouse is a dangerous thing as a rule, but I remember no one being injured while I was attending Sullivant. I do remember, however, one person who came very near being injured. He was a motorman on the Oak Street line, and once when his car stopped at the corner of six to let off passengers, he yelled at Chudy Davidson, who played a third base on the ball team and was a member of the Terrible Fourth, to get out of the way. Chuty was fourteen years old, but huge for his age, and he was standing on the tracks taking a chew of tobacco. Come on down off at that con I'll not keep locked off, said Shooty, and what I can only describe as a sullivant tone of voice. The motorman waited until Shooty moved slowly off the tracks. Then he went on about his business. I think it was lucky for him that he did. There were boys in those days. I went to Sullivant by James Thurber. Thank you for listening. 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Speaker 1: Countdown with Keith Olderman is a production of iHeartRadio. Tucker Carlson's January sixth video gas Lighting Fail and his I Hate Trump passionately text may prove to be the least of his problems. Tucker Carlson praised and disseminated the work of a racist Holocaust denier, and just two and a half years ago, Media Matters for America found another text in round three of the dominion lawsuit document dump, which confirms Carlson is as they phrased it quote a reader of a Holocaust denier who writes for the white nationalist hub Tackie mag Media Matters discovered a text from Carlson to an unidentified individual dated November seventeenth, twenty twenty, in which Carlson sent that person a link to the taki man site and added quote, this is a smart piece. The author of that piece was David Cole, a far right commentator who claims that Auschwitz was not an extermination camp with Gash Chambers and who questions whether six million Jews really died in the Holocaust. The piece Carlson texted was not about Jewish people. It was about the quote third worlding of Chico, California, and in white supremacist circles. Third worlding is code for criticism of people of color and other minorities, fitting because the site to which Tucker Carlson linked, Takie Mag, has had stories headlined quote the trouble with Blacks, quote America's black male problem, quote blacks behaving badly in Memphis, and quote our de facto anti white apartheid. The former managing editor of Takie Mag is the white supremacist Richard Spencer, as in neo Nazi Richard Spencer who got punched in the face the day of Trump's inauguration. I know what you're saying. A white supremacist reads and forwards a Holocaust denier and hosts a Russian disinformation show on Fox. Quote news unquote. How is this newsworthy, Keith? Well, it's newsworthy because it is not news, not to anybody who liked me once worked with Tucker Carlson, nor anybody paying attention to previous revelations about Tucker Carlson's racism and misogyny. It's news because, at this most vulnerable moment in his career, it reopens an entire, huge, ugly racist can of worms. In twenty nineteen, this same watchdog group, Media Matters, dug up the audio tapes of Carlson's regular appearances, which he began in two thousand and six when he still worked at MSNBC on a crass radio show called Bubba the Love Sponge. On tape still posted on the Media Matters is segment after segment in which Tucker Carlson makes racist remarks in which Tucker Carlson makes sexist remarks. In which Tucker Carlson makes remarks justifying statutory rape. On the show, Carlson said about Barack Obama, quote, I don't know how black he is, but I'm sure he's a good basketball player. He later added, how is he black? For one thing? He has one white parent, one black parent. I mean, why isn't he white? On the show, Carlson dismissed iraqis as quote semi literate primitive monkeys who quote don't use toilet paper or forks. On that show, Carlson claimed to criticize underage marriage, saying, in the case of statutory rape, however, quote the rapist in this case has made a lifelong commitment to live and take care of the person and he later defended the cult leader and convicted child rapist Warren Jeffs. Quote He's not accused of touching anybody. He's accused of facilitating a marriage between a sixteen year old girl and a twenty seven year old man. That's the accusation. That's what they're calling felony rape. That's bullshit unquote. On this show, Carlson went full misogyny. Quote. I mean, I love women, but they're extremely primitive. They're basic. On this show, Carlson Crassley attacked everyone from Hillary Clinton to Martha Stewart's daughter to Oprah Winfrey quote. The rest of us have been bullied into pretending that Oprah's great, that she doesn't hate the penis, that she's not anti man unquote, and on and on and on, and it will all go under the spotlight anew because whether or not Tucker Carlson remains on television at Fox quote news unquote, it is undeniable that at that company, at Rippert Murdock's level and around it. One of the ways out of the blowback to the Kevin McCarthy January sixth tape fiasco and the Murdoch News Corp. Fox crisis over the one point six billion our dominion defamation suit and the paralyzing drip drip drip of dominions awe inspiring legal filings. One of the ways out Rupert Murdoch is considering is firing Tucker Carlson, or firing Sean Hannity or Laura Ingram or CEO Suzanne Scott or all of them. Tucker Carlson is on the ropes. And suddenly there is a text of him from just two and a half years ago telling someone close enough to him to have his cell phone number that a racist column written by a Holocaust denier is quote a good piece. That was the last thing Tucker Carlson needed Rupert Murdoch to know, because Rupert Murdoch has moved into the mode in which he is the most dangerous, the mode in which Rupert Murdoch is focused on one thing, and one thing alone, saving Rupert Murdoch. And it is not as if the holocaust denier racist link somehow erased Tucker Carlson's other problems. While last night, Carlson largely backed away from the January sixth story and particularly the January sixth video story, and did so faster than Haraldo Rivera got out of al Capone's vault and instead led his show with a transphobic segment which he concluded that of those honored on International Women's Day, quote, a lot of them weren't actually women. They were lumpy looking dudes unquote. Later Carlson came back to January sixth, but only to that part of which which he has latched onto, which has I am guessing resonated with his viewership. The saga of Jacob Chansley, the so called Q Shaman, the guy in the hat, the center point of Carlson's four days of showing meaningless and not particularly interesting January sixth video, including one night with just a few seconds of video and two nights of reruns from the first night. Was he ever more heated claims that this Jacob Chansley, this Q Shaman, was railroaded and betrayed and scapegoaded, and so he represents that gas lit reality of Carlson and the other conspiracy theorists that all the insurrectionists were just in Carlson's word, sightseers who were troubled that day by some in his other word, hooligans. The Tucker Carlson pitch is Chansley the Q Shaman was innocent. Therefore everybody on January six was innocent. Therefore it was an FBI induced false flag. Therefore the January six committee members are liars. Therefore they must be investigated and prosecute. And therefore Trump is innocent and must walk free. And therefore the videotape that showed nothing proves all this. Carlson's gaslighting about Chansley had three central components. The video of him walking nonchalantly, certainly non violently around the Capitol that day, often shown with police around him. Carlson showed that again last night, again insisting the video proved Chansly was being escorted around the Capitol by the police. That's his second major central point. This, of course, is rather than the other explanation, which would be that Chansly was not being escorted by police. Chansly was being followed by police, police who were trying to avoid escalation and violence. The third element in the Tucker Carlson saga was the interview with Chansly's first lawyer, Albert Watkins wis was on Wednesday night, in which Watkins claimed he never saw any of that January sixth video before nor did Chansly so that Chansly's guilty plea was a miscarriage of justice and somehow needs to be overturned and blah blah blah blah blah. Then last night, Chansly's current lawyer appeared and he and Tucker Carlson slimed Chansley's first lawyer, whom Carlson applauded and praised as a truth teller the night before. Carlson's audience was to believe Chansley's first lawyer on Wednesday night, but then not believe him and in fact hate him on Thursday night. My friend Scott McFarland of CBS News reminded us on Twitter of one important detail that Tucker Carlson ignored when he interviewed the Q Shaman's first lawyer and did not even bring up when he interviewed the Q Shaman's second lawyer last night, the Q Shaman fired his first lawyer. In fact, I can add that when in November twenty twenty one, Chansley fired Albert Watkins, who on Fox was reliable Wednesday, but a jerk Thursday when he fired Watkins and hired John Pierce A. Kearney for countless January sixth defendants and the original attorney for Kyle Rittenhouse. Chansley did so, claiming ineffective assistance of counsel, referring to Watkins, his first lawyer, and that is when that first lawyer, Watkins, denied Chansley had fired him, and he Watkins and the second attorney, Pierce, had a public verbal brawl over who was representing the q shaman. The first attorney, Watkins had called Chansley and other defendants from January sixth a string of offensive names. Quote they're all effing short bus people. Quote these are people with brain damage. Quote their effing retarded. Quote they're on the goddamned spectrum. Watkins later insisted he only used those phrases to force the court to get Chansley the psychological treatment he needed. Regardless, Chansley then fired Albert Watkins, and that was sixteen months ago, and he claimed ineffective assistance of counsel. The FBI and the Capitol Police still insist all January sixth defendants had all access to all security video, including the stuff that Kevin McCarthy still inexplicably gave to Tucker Carlson the reality of the Q Shaman's case and by the way, he's now projected to be released from prison in July, and Carlson did not mention that either. Is that Jacob Chansley's first lawyer called him quote retarded with brain damage on the goddamn spectrum and on a short bus, and Chansley fired him. The easiest explanation for the Q Shaman's current predicament is not a vast, labyrinthine governmental conspiracy that was successfully utterly hidden from the world for two years and that somebody as clever and cunning but as stupid as Tucker Carlson alone has cracked and which proved somehow that January sixth was a false flag. The easiest explanation is that Chansley had a lousy lawyer, that Chansley didn't figure this out for ten months, and that the new guy also hasn't done crap for him in the sixteen months since. Right now Fox and Tucker Carlson and Rupert Murdoch are under water. God knows what else is in those dominion files, or if or when that company will make more of it public. The first three rounds suggest that its attorneys have employed an unusual strategy of metaphorically publicly torturing the defendance to litigation death and as evidenced, there are still things being unearthed from the first three dominion document dumps. Media Matters just found Carlson sending somebody that link to the racist holocaust denier's column and insisting this is a good piece. Media Matters also came up with an email from CEO Suzanne Scott to the infamous Fox pr person Irina Briganti, who is from personal experience, the scum of the earth, and yet she seems to have been one of the very few Fox executives with one lone principle floating around in their brains. CEO Scott is clearly challenging someone's assertion that it was quote unarguable that high profile Fox voices fed the story that the election was stolen and that January sixth was an important chance to have the result overturned, and Scott, writing to Burgante, adds, quote, please sends specifics if so brank Gante replied with just a few specifics, at least forty nine of them. Forty nine or more examples of Fox voices feeding the story that the election was stolen, and that January sixth was an important chance to have the result overturned. Forty nine examples from Jeanine Piero and Maria Bardaromo and Mark Levin and Sean Hannity. Fox quote News unquote is on the ropes. Tucker Carlson is on the ropes. Both may very well escape more or less intact Fox has before. It survived the Roger Ales rape scandal. It survived the Bill o'right harrassment scandals. It survived the Glenn Beck anti semitism scandal. However, it survived the Glenn Beck anti semitism scandal by firing Glenn Beck. It survived the Bill O'Reilly harrassment scandal by firing Bill O'Reilly. It survived the Roger Ales rape scandal by firing Roger Ales. If it survives the combined dominion and January sixth video scandals, it will do so by firing somebody still ahead of us in this edition of Countdown, Hence that Trump may be indicted in New York. This is not a flashback to any of the previous two years. This is a new story. You'll see if there's any weight to it. Lauren Bulbert brings a new meaning to the title House Oversight Committee. The nitwit who boasted about becoming a thirty six year old grandmother proves again other than that she can't add and she does not remember who the president was in the year twenty twenty. Jenna Ellis faces up admits she misrepresented facts about the campaign that very same year. And it is Friday's with Thurber. And of all the Thurber stories, I'm going to read you the one that was my father's favorite. I went to Sullivan Tales of Thurber's childhood school. And it wasn't just that it was my dad's favorite. It was literally, and I know how very weird a flex this is. It was literally the last thing my dad heard before he died. That's happier than it sounds. Actually, that's next This discountdown. This is countdown with Keith Olberman. Postscripts to the news, some headlines, some updates, some snarks, some predictions. Date line New York In fact at the corner of stop me and if you've heard this before, the New York Times reporting Trump may face criminal charges in the Stormy Daniels hush money case. Here, where were you and what were you? Doing when you first heard that song. The clue, as The Times phrases it, quote prosecutors offered mister Trump the chance to testify next week before the grand jury. Such offers almost always indicate an indictment is close. Trump calmly responded in a seven or eight part social media post and claimed hundreds of millions of Americans support him. Date Line Colorado, one of Trump's hundreds of millions of lawyers, has admitted to lying. Jenna Ellis heretofore, best known as the canary in the Rudy Giuliani gas coal mine, has been publicly sent after she swore a statement confessing that she knowingly misrepresented the facts in some of her public statements that the twenty twenty election had been stolen from trouble. A lot of those statements on TV. Hey does Dominion know about this? Dateline Capitol Hill. The sad reality is that for the whole of the history of this country, some people have run for Congress because they needed the work. Lauren Bobert just proudly announced that her sixteen year old son had knocked up his girlfriend, so she will be a thirty six year old grandmother. Looks like this was the limit of her math skills. However, during a hearing of the House Oversight Committee yesterday, she had a gotcha moment with Director of the Office of Personnel Management, Kiran Ahuja, except Bobert had a problem with a different subtraction question, what is twenty twenty three minus three? You're not aware of any employee taking something that one would consider a vacation time and bringing their computer and maybe logging in just a portion of that time or not at all. We have more than twenty five percent of federal employees not logging, not logging into work, and they're teleworking. Congressmoman, I do take issue with the characterization that twenty five percent of individuals are not logs in this leaked document right here that we just submitted into you're the record. You're basing that from twenty twenty, which is in the last administration, and I can't speak to that. The Elite document was from twenty twenty one. Moron and dateline the FBI, Secret Service and US Attorney's offices here in New York. It is apparent now all of human history divides neatly into two nearly equal and distinct components. Those times when there is a new George Santos scandal, and those times when we all know there is about to be a new George Santos scandal, we jumped the cusp yesterday when Gustavo Riiro Treja, a Brazilian man, sent a sworn declaration to those authorities that a credit card skimming operation in Seattle for which he was convicted in twenty seventeen, was masterminded by the man who calls himself George Santos. Treja says Santos taught him how to skim card numbers off ATMs and gave him the equipment to do that with. Santos says it's not true. He adds he'll expand on his denial in a moment, but first he just has to make a quick run to the bank. Thank you, Nancy Faust. By the way, I may have just embellished the last part of that story. Ahead Fridays with Thurber and the story of going to school at the turn of the century in Columbus, Ohio, the turn of the nineteenth to the twentieth centuries, when if you failed the fourth grade, you stayed in the fourth grade, or a year after year and decade after decade. I went to Sullivant ahead first time for the daily round of the miss Grants, Morons and Dunning kruegerfexpetiments who constitute today's worst persons in the world. The Bronze Trump with great fanfare Axios, one of those political websites for people who love politics would have no idea what it has to do with government or real life, has scooped the world. Trump is coming out with another book next April twenty fifth, called Letters to Trump. He is publishing the stuff that other people wrote to him, letters from such up and coming and current big names as Richard Nixon, Ronald Reagan, Princess Danna, and Regis Philbin. I should point out that this may require that I published the letter that Trump wrote to me. It is from a decade ago. It is about my coverage of my former employer, Ted Turner, and it underscores what he thought of me. He was a fan, silly him. One thing about Letters to Trump strikes me might actually be important. Axios reports one of the letters was written by Kim Jong Un. Does special counsel Jack Smith know this? What kind of letter is he publishing? The Bronze Elon Musk again. England's Independent reports that when he took over Twitter, he asked many department managers in the company to nominate their employees who they thought were best suited for promotion, whereupon Musk fired all the managers and replaced them with the employees they just nominated for promotion at lower salaries. Of course, thank goodness, there have not been any quality control problems at Twitter since then. But our winner the host of the Patriot Barbie podcast. That's Patriot Barbie. This is a woman who went on the Newsmax channel to complain that another American crisis has happened to US News that the actresses portraying Disney princesses at the Disney theme parks don't want to wear corsets anymore. The host of the Patriot Barbie podcast says, liberal women now do not care about trying to look attractive, and ordinarily I would not make a big deal out of this, except the host of the Patriot Barbie podcast is a woman named Lindsay Graham. Lindsay l I n d Sey. Just like the Senator, it's the end of the week. I'm tired. Just do your own jokes here, Lindsay No he's the other one. Graham of the Patriot Barbie bodcast or a podcast Today's Worst Person and to the number one story on the Countdown and Friday's were Thurber. And I don't know when I went to Sullivan became my father's favorite Thurber story. I suspect it was in the hospital when I was reading to him in the last six months of his life. I know I read it to him at least half a dozen times, the first five by his request. The last time he did not request it, in fact, and this is the most perverse kind of compliment I think any writer has ever received. I read this story to him. It was the last thing that I read to him. In fact, it was the last thing he did on earth, was to listen to this story in a state of semi conscious. He waited till the end of it. He took one deep, satisfied breath, and he died. I don't recommend this, but I think it does speak to the quality of the writing. I went to Sullivant by James Thurber. I was reminded the other morning by what I don't remember, and it doesn't matter of a crisp September morning last year when I went to the Grand Central to see a little boy of ten get excitedly on a special coach that was to take him to a boys school somewhere north of Boston. He had never been away to school before. The coach was squirming with youngsters. You could tell after a while the novitiates shining and tremulous and a little odd from the more aloof boys who had been away to school before. But they were very much alike at first glance. There was for me, in case you thought I was leading up to that, no sharp feeling of old lost years in the tense atmosphere of that coach, Because I never went away to a private school when I was a little boy. I went to Sullivant School in Columbus. I thought about it as I walked back to my hotel. Sullivant was an ordinary public school, and yet it was not like any other I have ever known of. In seeking an adjective to describe the Sullivant School of my years nineteen hundred and eight, I can only think of tough. Sullivant School was tough. The boys of Sullivant came mostly from the region around Central Market, a poorish district with many families of the laboring class. The school district also included a number of homes of the upper classes, because at the turn of the century one or two old residential streets still lingered near the shouting and rumbling of the market, reluctant to surrender their fine old houses to the encroaching rabble of commerce and become as a last they now have more vulgar business streets. I remember always, first of all, the Sullivant baseball team. Most grammar school baseball teams are made up of boys in the seventh and eighth grades, or they were in my day, but with Sullivant it was different. Several of its best players were in the fourth grade, known to the teachers of the school as the terrible fourth. In that grade you first encountered fractions and long division, and many pupils lodged there for years, like logs in a brook. Some of the more able baseball players have been in the fourth grade for seven or eight years then two. There were a number of boys who had not been in the class past the normal time, but were nevertheless deep into their teams. They had avoided starting to school by eluding the truant officer until they were ready to go into long pants, but he always got them in the end. One or two of these fourth graders were seventeen or eighteen years old, but the dean of the squad was a tall, husky young man of twenty two who was in the fifth grade. The teachers of the third and fourth had got tired of having him around as the years rolled along and had pushed him on. His name was Dana Wainey, and he had a mustache. Don't ask me why his parents allowed him to stay in school so long. There were many mysteries at Sullivant that were never cleared up. All I know is why he kept on in school and didn't go to work. He liked playing on the baseball team, and he had a pretty easy time in class because the teachers had given up asking him any questions at all years before. The story was that he had answered but one question in the seventeen years he had been going to classes at Sullivant, and that what is one use of the comma the COMMI Dana embarrassedly unsnarling his long legs from beneath a desk much too low for him, is used to shoot marbles with commies was our word for those cheap ten for a cent marbles in case it wasn't yours. The Sullivant School baseball team of nineteen hundred and five defeated several high school teams in the city and claimed the high school championship of the state, to which title it had, of course, no technical right. I believe the boys could have proved their moral right to the championship, however, if they had been allowed to go out of town and play all the teams they challenged, such as the powerful Dayton and Toledo Nines. But their road season was called off after a terrific fight that it occurred during one game at Mount Sterling or Piqua or Zenia, I can't remember which. Our first baseman, Dana Wayney, crowned the umpire with a bat during altercation overcalled strike and the fight was on. It took place in the fourth inning, so of course the game was never finished. The battle continued on down into the business section of the town and raged for hours with much destruction of property. But since sullimet was ahead of the time seventeen to nothing, there could have been no doubt as to the outcome, nobody was killed. All of us boys were sure our team could have beaten Ohio State University that year, but they wouldn't play us. They were scared. Wayney was by no means the biggest or toughest guy on the Grammar School team. He was merely the oldest, being about a year the senior of Floyd, the center fielder who could jump five feet straight into the air without taking a running start. Nobody knew, not even the Board of Education, which once tried to find out whether Floyd was Floyd's first name or his last name. He apparently only had one. He didn't have any parents, and nobody, including himself, seemed to know where he lived. When teachers insisted that he must have another name to go with Floyd, he would grow sullen and ominous, and they would cease questioning him because he was a dangerous scholar in his schoolroom brawl, as mister Harrigan, the janitor found out one morning when he was called in by a screaming teacher. All our teachers were women to get Floyd under control after she had tried to whip him, and he had begun to take the room apart, beginning with the desks. Floyd broke into small pieces the switch she had used on him. Some said he also ate it. I don't know, because I was home sick at the time with mumps or something. Harrigan was a burly, iron muscle janitor, a man come from a long line of coal shovelers, but he was no match for Floyd, who had to be sure the considerable advantage of being more aroused than mister Harrigan. When their fight started. Floyd had him down and was sitting on his chest in no time, and Harrigan had a promise to be good and to say that's what I get ten times before Floyd would let him up. I don't suppose I would ever have got through Sullivant School alive if it hadn't been for Floyd. For some reason, he appointed himself my protector, and I needed one. If Floyd was known to be on your side, nobody in the school would dare be after you and chase you home. I was one of the ten or fifteen male pupils in Sullivant School who always are almost always knew their lessons, and I believe Floyd admired the mental prowess of a youngster who knew how many continents there were and whether or not the sun was inhabited. Also, one time, when it came to be my turn to read to the class, we used to take turns reading American history aloud, I came across the word ducane and knew how to pronounce it. That charmed Floyd, who had been slouched in his seat idly following the printed page of his worn and penciled textbook. How you know that was Duquesne boy, he asked me after class. I don't know, I said, I just knew it. He looked at me with round eyes. Oh that's something he said. After that word got around that Floyd would beat the tar out of anybody that messed around with me. I wore glasses from the time I was eight, and I knew my lessons, and both of those things were considered pretty terrible at Sullivant. Floyd had one idiosyncrasy though. In the early nineteen hundreds, long, warm, furry gloves that came almost your elbows were popular with boys, and Floyd had one of the biggest pairs in school. He wore them the year round. Dick Peterson was an either greater figure on the baseball team and in the school than Floyd was. He had a way in the classroom of blurting out a long, deep, rolling be for no reason at all. Once he licked three boys his own size single handed, really single handed, for he fought with his right hand and held a mandolin in his left hand all the time. It came out uninjured. Dick and Floyd never met in Mortal Kombat, so nobody ever knew which one could beat, and the scholars were about evenly divided in their opinions. Many a fight started among them after school when the argument came up. I think school never let out at Sullivant without at least one fight starting up, and sometimes there was many as five or six raging between the corner of Oak and sixth Streets and the corner of Rich and Fourth Streets four blocks away. Now and again, virtually the whole school turned out to fight the Catholic boys of the Holy Cross Academy in Fifth Street near town for no reason at all. In winter with snowballs and ice balls, in other seasons with fifth brick bats and clubs. Dick Peterson was always in the van, yelling, singing, being whirling all the way around when he swung with his right, or if he hadn't brought his mandolin his left and missed. He made himself the pitcher on the baseball team because he was the captain. He was the captain because everybody else was afraid to challenge his self election except Floyd. Floyd was too lazy to pitch, and he didn't care who was captain because he didn't fully incomprehend what that meant. On one occasion, when Earl Baddock, a steam fitter's son, had shut out Mound Street School for six innings without a hit, Dick took him out of the pitcher's box and went in himself. He was hit hard, and the other team scored, but it didn't make much difference because the margin of Sullivan's victory was so great. The team didn't lose a game for five years to another grammar school. When Dick Peterson was in the sixth grade, he got into a saloon brawl and was killed. When I go back to Columbus, I always walked past Sullivant School. I have never happened to get there when classes were letting out, so I don't know what the pupils are like. Now I am sure there are no more Dick Peterson's and no more Floyd's, unless Floyd is still going to school there. The playyard is still entirely bare of grass and covered with gravel, and the sycamore is still line the curve between the schoolhouse fence and the Oak Street car line. A street car line running past a schoolhouse is a dangerous thing as a rule, but I remember no one being injured while I was attending Sullivant. I do remember, however, one person who came very near being injured. He was a motorman on the Oak Street line, and once when his car stopped at the corner of six to let off passengers, he yelled at Chudy Davidson, who played a third base on the ball team and was a member of the Terrible Fourth, to get out of the way. Chuty was fourteen years old, but huge for his age, and he was standing on the tracks taking a chew of tobacco. Come on down off at that con I'll not keep locked off, said Shooty, and what I can only describe as a sullivant tone of voice. The motorman waited until Shooty moved slowly off the tracks. Then he went on about his business. I think it was lucky for him that he did. There were boys in those days. I went to Sullivant by James Thurber. Thank you for listening. 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