Enough With Tucker Carlson's Bow Tie

Russ Smith comes to Tucker Carlson's defense in his New York Press column this week. Smith wonders:
What, exactly, is the problem left-wing commentators have with Tucker Carlson's bow tie? It's a sartorial affectation, not as grand but similar to Tom Wolfe's white suits, and suggests nothing at all about his professional skills. Not all that different from nose or genital piercings, tattoos, baseball caps or, God rest his soul, Johnny Cash (saintly because of an elderly conversion to "progressivism") wearing nothing but black clothes.
He's right. Let's lay off the little Tucker's bow tie, everybody. Let's make fun of his tussled, boyish hair that screams "I make millions, but mom still gives me haircuts using a bowl!" And then there are the dimples, which say "Ain't I a li'l darling?" And who can forget the slightly oversized suits, that say "I'm not one of those queer eye fellas: I'd just as soon show up wearing some Dockers, a blue Oxford, and my beat-up old boat shoes, but they make me wear a suit!" Plus, the dude's name is Tucker, which almost rhymes with motherfucker.
Yes, cheap-shots at that Tucker's bow tie are inexcusable. Plus, who wants to see a guy's bow tie mentioned in graph one of his obituary?
TUCKER TRADES UP [NYPress]
