Alas poor Tucker, we knew him well. By Matthew Boose.

Toward the end especially, “Tucker Carlson Tonight” was a gloomy chronicle of American decline. The world of “Tucker” was filled with ugliness, duplicity, chaos, and decay. …

Perhaps his most controversial habit was to comment on the supposed “conspiracy theory” that Democrats are engineering a permanent majority through the demographic erasure of whites — something Democrats, as Carlson often noted, have bragged about over and over again. His hysterical, overwrought critics never bothered contradicting him, because they couldn’t. The “great replacement” sounds cartoonishly evil, and yet it’s undeniably true. The truth clearly bothered Carlson, and he just couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

As dark as it often was, Carlson’s show was consistently, devilishly funny. The witless dogmatism of his peers only accentuated his polemical gifts. His nightly jeremiads were concentrated assaults on a decadent, childish, narcissistic, corrupt, ungodly, and undeserving elite, an elite that ruled as oligarchs while trumpeting Our Democracy™. The absurdity and self-importance of his enemies — the triple-masked “science” worshiper at Whole Foods, the five-star general racked with white guilt — supplied rich pickings for the host and his devastating vignettes. …

His work also had a spiritual impact. Carlson often laced his commentaries with reflections on mortality, the human ambition to replace God, and the preciousness of civilization. The aristocratic host was troubled by the freakish disorder of modern America, and the indignities it heaped upon those whom he called “decent people.” …

He offered something totally unheard of in the world of television: intelligence. On what other show could one hear criticism of war propaganda, anti-white race politics, and the corporate degradation of family life?

He’ll be back, presumably with a reduced audience.