Tucker Carlson Outlines the DC Effort to Create a War Against Russia – IOTW Report

Tucker Carlson Outlines the DC Effort to Create a War Against Russia

CTH:

During his lengthy opening monologue tonight, Fox News host Tucker Carlson outlines the increased DC effort around Ukraine as we have witnessed in the past several days.

Using tape from the past several years of DC politicians, Tucker outlines how the DC system was continually trying to position the U.S. against Russia for a direct conflict.  Why were they doing this?  WATCH:

32 Comments on Tucker Carlson Outlines the DC Effort to Create a War Against Russia

  1. The dems are polling so bad that they are willing to kill us all so they can stay in power through the use of some war powers act that they’ll make up as they go.

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  2. They stole an election. Nobody cared. They opened our southern border. Nobody cared. They’re trying to start a thermal nuclear war with Russia. Nobody cares. But now nobody can afford to drive people are pissed. I don’t think voting harder will fix this shit.

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  3. I watched this yesterday.
    He makes some extremely good arguments.
    Right from Coof-19 to War propaganda in 1 hour!

    What they are trying to do is set up BIDEN as the Democrat who defeated the Russians. Just like Barry finally whacking Osama Bin Asshole.

    It is a desperate attempt to win November Mid-Terms, take your eye off inflation, & re-win the White House.

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  4. There is more shady shit than jets to the Ukraine.
    Actuality the the deal is to give the Ukraine Poland’s old Mig 21’s and Poland gets nice new American aircraft.
    Big money for Lockheed, General Dynamics, Raytheon, and Boeing.

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  5. Obama started it, that cunt Hillary was supposed to keep it going but even with cheating couldn’t win, Trump tried to reverse it, and Biden finished it. They ruined our military, so we have no defense, and are now taking us into a war they know we will lose.

    And there isn’t a single republican that is doing anything other than talk about it.

    There are many people that have committed treason in this situation, such as giving aid and comfort to an enemy, i.e. paying for Russia’s war buy buying oil from them instead of producing our own.

    We are screwed. There is going to be a reckoning at some point for this, and I hope all of the upstanding military men and women that lost their careers because of covid and wokism come to our side, we will need them. But it is coming, and at this point, it has to happen.

    I would say Let’s Go Brandon, but that isn’t enough, Fuck Every Last One of Them in Washington.

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  6. Fuckknuckle is the same anonymush asswipe who, for years, has used the “greater than” symbol to aid him in spouting dog vomit.

    I’d say he was Grouchy Who Lives In A Trash Bin, but fuckknuckle has been around for longer than Grouchy has been a douchebag.

    Hmmm…

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  7. It is? I was just laughing at the name. I used it in a post a while back and someone said they were gonna’ use it. Can’t remember who….but it was a regular.

    Thought it was that guy.

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  8. Fuckknuckle has been a fool for years. He started cropping up around 2017. He wasn’t fuckknuckle back then. He was just another Anon drive-by fag.

    He didn’t make sense then, and he doesn’t make sense now.

    I may be totally wrong. It’s hard to imagine two or more people being THAT retarded. But the world is what it is.

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  9. They are betting that Putin folds before the mid-term elections. If not, they’ll trash the GOP for being soft on Putin, dangerous to turn over Congress in the midst of a war, especially when the cool, steady hand of Biden holds the reins of power.

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  10. Good point. The worl’ does seem to posses an astounding number of retards, tards, Ricky Retardos, fucknuckles as well as assorted and sundry camel toes, pud pullers, and slack jawed yokels.

    Also, I knew a guy that we named Towelie. He earned it. Presumed dead. Definitely missing. One of the world great Juggaloes.

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  11. I knew a guy named Marco. He was a retard. Not an evil retard like a democrat, but just an honest retard. He knew right from wrong… don’t steal the otterpops!

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  12. Towelie was normal at one point. I dunno’, I didn’t grow up with him. He was super tall and super skinny. Like knobby elbows skinny.
    Also he had a big protruding forehead and goiters or lymph node swells on his neck….and he may or may not have a poster of crystal meth above his bed.

    We were working at Bone’s place. Some of us on this old 34’Chevy and the rest on a she-shed for Bone’s old lady.

    Towelie pulls up, B.S.’s for a while then tries to help out on the shed….because no one will let him touch a vehicle. Bone’s wife said something to him, then went back inside. 20 MINUTES LATER….Towelie says, “I DON’T HAVE TO TAKE THIS, I’M A JUGGALO!!”

    We died laughing. Snot running down the nose, guys pounding the dirt while on all fours, gasping for breath….then some one said, “Fuckin’ Towlie” and we started all over again.

    No one’s seen him since.

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  13. Marco is a better man than all these evil scumbags.

    You may talk o’ gin and beer
    When you’re quartered safe out ’ere,
    An’ you’re sent to penny-fights an’ Aldershot it;
    But when it comes to slaughter
    You will do your work on water,
    An’ you’ll lick the bloomin’ boots of ’im that’s got it.
    Now in Injia’s sunny clime,
    Where I used to spend my time
    A-servin’ of ’Er Majesty the Queen,
    Of all them blackfaced crew
    The finest man I knew
    Was our regimental bhisti, Gunga Din,
    He was ‘Din! Din! Din!
    ‘You limpin’ lump o’ brick-dust, Gunga Din!
    ‘Hi! Slippy hitherao
    ‘Water, get it! Panee lao,
    ‘You squidgy-nosed old idol, Gunga Din.’

    The uniform ’e wore
    Was nothin’ much before,
    An’ rather less than ’arf o’ that be’ind,
    For a piece o’ twisty rag
    An’ a goatskin water-bag
    Was all the field-equipment ’e could find.
    When the sweatin’ troop-train lay
    In a sidin’ through the day,
    Where the ’eat would make your bloomin’ eyebrows crawl,
    We shouted ‘Harry By!’
    Till our throats were bricky-dry,
    Then we wopped ’im ’cause ’e couldn’t serve us all.
    It was ‘Din! Din! Din!
    ‘You ’eathen, where the mischief ’ave you been?
    ‘You put some juldee in it
    ‘Or I’ll marrow you this minute
    ‘If you don’t fill up my helmet, Gunga Din!’

    ’E would dot an’ carry one
    Till the longest day was done;
    An’ ’e didn’t seem to know the use o’ fear.
    If we charged or broke or cut,
    You could bet your bloomin’ nut,
    ’E’d be waitin’ fifty paces right flank rear.
    With ’is mussick on ’is back,
    ’E would skip with our attack,
    An’ watch us till the bugles made ‘Retire,’
    An’ for all ’is dirty ’ide
    ’E was white, clear white, inside
    When ’e went to tend the wounded under fire!
    It was ‘Din! Din! Din!’
    With the bullets kickin’ dust-spots on the green.
    When the cartridges ran out,
    You could hear the front-ranks shout,
    ‘Hi! ammunition-mules an’ Gunga Din!’

    I shan’t forgit the night
    When I dropped be’ind the fight
    With a bullet where my belt-plate should ’a’ been.
    I was chokin’ mad with thirst,
    An’ the man that spied me first
    Was our good old grinnin’, gruntin’ Gunga Din.
    ’E lifted up my ’ead,
    An’ he plugged me where I bled,
    An’ ’e guv me ’arf-a-pint o’ water green.
    It was crawlin’ and it stunk,
    But of all the drinks I’ve drunk,
    I’m gratefullest to one from Gunga Din.
    It was ‘Din! Din! Din!
    ‘’Ere’s a beggar with a bullet through ’is spleen;
    ‘’E’s chawin’ up the ground,
    ‘An’ ’e’s kickin’ all around:
    ‘For Gawd’s sake git the water, Gunga Din!’

    ’E carried me away
    To where a dooli lay,
    An’ a bullet come an’ drilled the beggar clean.
    ’E put me safe inside,
    An’ just before ’e died,
    ‘I ’ope you liked your drink,’ sez Gunga Din.
    So I’ll meet ’im later on
    At the place where ’e is gone—
    Where it’s always double drill and no canteen.
    ’E’ll be squattin’ on the coals
    Givin’ drink to poor damned souls,
    An’ I’ll get a swig in hell from Gunga Din!
    Yes, Din! Din! Din!
    You Lazarushian-leather Gunga Din!
    Though I’ve belted you and flayed you,
    By the livin’ Gawd that made you,
    You’re a better man than I am, Gunga Din!

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  14. “did he actually drink Faygo?”

    I don’t know what that means. It was funny because he waited, I swear at least 15 minutes, it was longer, but whatever. Who was he yelling at? And then to claim what offended him most….was the supposed slur on his Juggalo-hood?

    Wow.
    it still makes me chuckle.

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