Tucker Carlson

Anymore.

No, but I can tell myself, and I have literally said out loud to people around me, like,

Really, my darkest sin is I like to sit, you know, far away in the woods up near Canada with my dogs and fish and maybe have an occasional cigarette or whatever.

But that's as naughty as I get.

I've got nothing to apologize for.

Well, I would be joking.

I would say, look, you know, okay, yes, I do like, I mean, we had a, you know, family drama over Starlink.

I don't want Starlink.

But it was like, well, then no one knows where you are.

And I'm like, well, right.

It's the fucking point.

Right, well, I did give in, which is a mixed blessing.

But anyway, the point is, I would always say the worst thing I want to do is retreat from the world into the woods and fish or hunt.

I mean, those are truly my deepest desires.

And I just always would joke and be like, you know, you could have someone else in your family who's like in Vegas getting chlamydia.

Or there's me who just wants to go fishing for the week, you know, or whatever.

But what I realized was, yes, of course, fishing alone with your dogs is better than getting chlamydia, you know, at the Spearmint Rhino.

But both of them are retreating from your duty, especially if you're a middle-aged man who has, you know, whatever.

There's no reason for me not to do my best at this point.

There's nothing in my path that prevents me from telling the truth.