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On Tucker Carlson and Sycophants
“Regardless of whether President Trump succeeds in his bid for re-election to the White House, those who think and speak like Carlson will likely suffer no retribution for throwing red meat to his base.”

“Regardless of whether President Trump succeeds in his bid for re-election to the White House, those who think and speak like Carlson will likely suffer no retribution for throwing red meat to his base.”
Author’s Note: This piece is best read as a reply, side-by-side with Jim Proser’s recent article “The Singular Courage of Tucker Carlson.”
The United States has always been a country where merely existing has been physically dangerous and often socially and professionally suicidal for African-Americans, despite what grandiose proclamations about Constitutionally-enshrined rights may otherwise suggest. Timothy Caughman, a 66-year-old black man, was stabbed in the back with a two-foot long Roman-style short sword nine blocks from Times Square on March 20, 2017 “simply because he was black.” According to a Washington Post story about his death, Caughman collected “cans from the trash to pay for trips to Washington, where he enjoyed attending congressional hearings.” The profile continues: “Standing on line waiting to vote,” he wrote under a selfie he tweeted on Election Day, ‘I love America.'”
Caughman was the target of white supremacist Harris Jackson. In high school, “Jackson belonged to a small group of more conservative students who stood out” on the campus of a liberal school. “One year, Harris’s friends proposed creating a White Students Union…There was every other kind of union at [the school], but there was no white union.”
Jackson was correct. There tend not to be White Unions because of the historical preference for white confederacy, a fact ignored by conservative media outlets as they stoke white grievance, misdirecting conservative Caucasians into blaming immigrants and minorities for their woes.
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This work is preserved in Merion West’s archive of articles and poems published from 2016 through early 2025. Explore the archive