Carlson then launched into a Freudian monologue, performing made-up scenarios of overly permissive parents as a metaphor for how he sees America. If you allow a baby to smear feces on the walls, or a “14-year-old to light up a joint at the breakfast table,” or, he continued, “if you allow your hormonal 15-year-old daughter to strike.” Open that Door of her bedroom and give you the finger, you'll get more of it.

“There has to be a point when Dad comes home. Yes, that's right. Dad comes home. And he's angry. Dad’s mad,” Carlson said. “He is not vindictive. He loves his children. No matter how disobedient they may be, he loves them. Because they are his children. They live in his house. But he is very disappointed with her behavior. And he has to tell them.” The thousands were thrilled by his comparison, Singing “Dad is Home.” when Trump took the stage. Talk about weird. And Carlson, again, didn't stop there.

“When Dad comes home, you know what he says? “You were a bad girl.” You were a bad little girl and now you're getting a severe beating. And no, it won't hurt me more than it hurts you. No, it's not that. I won't lie. It'll hurt you a lot more than it hurt me. And you deserve it.'”