Tucker Carlson, the former Fox News anchor, hasn’t slowed down since his departure from the network in April. He’s been hard at work behind the scenes, preparing for the next chapter of his career.
While continuing to share quaIity content and interviews on various pIatforms, Carlson has been quietly developing a new media venture, which recently launched via Tucker Carlson.com.
In a video shared on X (formerly Twitter), Carlson revealed, “We’ve been out of work for 7 or 8 months now; it’s hard to know. Time flies when you’re unemployed, but actually, we have been working in secret and producing an awful lot of material for months now—interviews, etc. And all of it has found its way to TuckerCarlson.com.” He emphasized that the subscription service is part of his ambitious plans for the future.
“We’re launching a brand new thing very soon, and we’d love for you to see it. So go to TuckerCarlson.com to see it first,” he urged his audience.
Despite Ieading in ratings, Carlson’s abrupt departure from his show shocked many fans. In a recent podcast conversation with comedian Roseanne Barr, he hinted at potential reasons for his dismissal from Fox News.
“I didn’t expect to get my show canceled Monday morning,” Carlson said. “But I wasn’t surprised at all. Television is like that. People get fired. There are all kinds of lines that no one will explain explicitly.”
He suggested that disagreements over topics like the war in Ukraine and the events of January 6th at the U.S. Capitol may have contributed to his departure.
“I could feel that they strongly disagreed in the war in Ukraine stuff,” Carlson noted. “But they didn’t like that at all. The January 6th stuff.”
Carlson had previously suggested on his show that federal agents might have been involved in the events of January 6th, leading to outrage from some quarters.
Looking ahead to the 2024 presidential campaign, Carlson made a bold prediction, stating his disbeIief that President Joe Biden and former President Donald Trump will face each other again.
Referring to Biden as “senile,” Carlson explained his perspective, saying, “It’s just true.” He pointed out Trump’s legal challenges and Biden’s declining poll numbers as factors shaping his prediction.
My granddaughter was constantly mocked by her classmates because of her braces.
The sun streamed through the kitchen window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. I sat at the table, sipping my tea, when the doorbell chimed. A wave of excitement washed over me. It was Lizzie, my granddaughter, a whirlwind of energy and sunshine.
But today, her smile seemed a little forced, her eyes downcast. “Hi Grandma,” she mumbled, her voice barely a whisper.
My heart sank. I knew something was wrong. Lizzie, usually a chatterbox, was unusually quiet. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I asked, pulling her onto my lap.
She shrugged, her shoulders drooping. “Nothing.”
“Come on, darling,” I coaxed. “You can tell me anything.”
After a long pause, she finally admitted, “The kids at school are teasing me again.”
My blood ran cold. “Teasing you about what?”
Lizzie looked down at her feet, her voice barely audible. “My braces… and now my glasses.”
My heart ached. I remembered the cruel taunts I had endured as a child, the feeling of being different, of not fitting in. I couldn’t bear to see my granddaughter go through the same thing.
“Lizzie,” I said, my voice firm, “those kids are just mean. They’re jealous. You are beautiful, inside and out, with or without braces or glasses.”
She looked at me doubtfully. “But everyone else is wearing contacts.”
A mischievous glint entered my eye. “Really? Well, then I guess I need to get some contacts too!”
Lizzie’s eyes widened. “But Grandma, you don’t need glasses!”
I chuckled. “Oh, but I do, darling. I’ve been needing glasses for a while now, but I’ve been too stubborn to admit it.”
And with that, I went to my room and emerged a few minutes later, sporting a pair of stylish, oversized glasses. Lizzie stared at me, her mouth agape.
“Grandma!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. “We look like twins!”
She threw her arms around me, hugging me tightly. “Thank you, Grandma,” she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. “You’re the best grandma ever. I love you!”
My heart melted. I had never expected this reaction. I had simply wanted to comfort her, to show her that she wasn’t alone. But seeing her smile, her eyes shining with admiration, filled me with a joy I hadn’t felt in years.
From that day on, Lizzie embraced her glasses. She even started experimenting with different frames, choosing colors and styles that expressed her individuality. The teasing continued, of course, but it no longer had the power to dim her light.
And I, her unlikely accomplice, watched with pride as she blossomed into a confident, beautiful young woman, her glasses becoming a part of her unique identity. I had learned a valuable lesson that day: sometimes, the best way to combat negativity is with a little bit of humor and a whole lot of love.
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