State of Monday: SYDNEY SWEENEY'S HUGE ... BRAIN
There it was, in less than three minutes, the intellectual bankruptcy of modern liberalism exposed for all to see.
Greetings, Dear Reader,
Let’s start Monday off … beautiful, shall we?
Sydney Sweeney. She had a back-and-forth recently with a GQ editor that was brief, simple and deeply beautiful.
It made liberals sick, as beauty does. It also went mega-viral for reasons that probably left libs scratching their heads at best, at worst seething.
Then I realized something …
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SYDNEY SWEENEY’S HUGE … BRAIN
There it was, in less than three minutes, the intellectual bankruptcy of modern liberalism exposed for all to see.
It’s highly unlikely all will see it, however, because like a lot of true things, it was subtle. Given a distraction as distracting as Sydney Sweeney, how could you blame even the keenest for missing it?
So let me lay it out for you flatly: Modern left-wing intellectualism is simply a series of cartoonish assumptions about the world.
Enter GQ editor lady Katherine Stoeffel. She interviewed Sydney Sweeney recently in the run-up to the release of her new film Christy, about a female boxing champion.
The part that went ultra-viral was the following exchange about Sweeney’s punny “Good jeans” ad for American Eagle.
The conversation is highly feminine, and therefore the aggression is indirect and wrapped in patronizing smiles. Nevertheless, it was nothing short of a triple-black-belt-level communication from Sweeney, who masterfully batted aside all the assumptions Stoeffel unpacked.
“Were you surprised by the reaction [to the ad]?”
“I did a jean ad,” Sydney replied. “I mean, the reaction definitely was a surprise. But I love jeans. All I wear are jeans!”
“I think I know how you’re going to answer this. But I’m going to ask anyway,” Katherine said. “President Donald Trump posted about the ad on Truth Social, a very crazy moment for anyone. And I wondered what that was like?”
“It was surreal.”
“It was surreal,” Stoeffel mirrored. “And it would be totally human — I would probably feel, like, thankful that somebody had my back in public, you know? And, conveniently, some very powerful people had my back in public. And I wondered if you felt that way.”
“It’s not that I didn’t have that feeling, but I wasn’t thinking of it like that. Of any of it. I kind of just put my phone away,” said Sweeney, who noted she was spending 16 hours a day on set filming the show Euphoria. “And I don’t really bring my phone on set. So I work and then I go home and I go to sleep. I don’t really see a lot of it.”
“You’ve made a really good case for keeping your thoughts and your life separate from that work,” Stoeffel continued, gearing up. “But the risk is that, you know, there’s a chance that somebody will get some idea about what you think about certain issues and feel like, ‘I don’t want to see Christy because of that.’ Like, do you worry about that?”
And there it is. What would Sweeney say to that? Surely she’s cornered.
“No.”
Loooooool
“If somebody is closed off because of something they read online,” she continued, “to a powerful story like Christy, then I hope something else can open their eyes to being open to art and being open to learning. And I’m not going to be affected by that.”
Holy crap, lol. Stoeffel is essentially telling Sweeney that people (see: Delusional Liberals) think she’s racist now. Sweeney isn’t buying it for a second.
“No.” — She doesn’t care what mentally ill people think of her. “I hope something else can open their eyes.” — But she still hopes they’ll seek help.
“Yeah. You’ve come here really willing to talk about this whole discourse that doesn’t have that much to do with you, and I’m grateful for that. Is there something that you want to say about the ad itself?”
“The ad spoke for itself.”
Oh geez. At this point, you can see Sweeney getting annoyed, but Stoeffel is as oblivious as a farm animal.
“You think the ad spoke for itself,” Stoeffel again mirrored. “Okay. And the criticism of the content, which was basically that, maybe specifically in this political climate, white people shouldn’t joke about genetic superiority. That was kind of the criticism, broadly speaking. And since you are talking about this, I just wanted to give you an opportunity to talk about that specifically?”
Sweeney’s face steadily formed into near-subatomic derision as Stoeffel wound her way to the point. It’s been obvious now for minutes what Stoeffel wants to ask. Sweeney paused for a second once Stoeffel’s face stopped making sounds, then said, “I think that when I have an issue that I want to speak about, people will hear.”
Oh boy. Absolute nuke.
Let me unpack all this for you, as I see it.
Stoeffel came to the interview carrying all the likely assumptions of someone who’s been “educated.” Brown University grad, liberal media, works at GQ, is a “features editor.” In short: She’s better than you, especially if you’re a Trump voter.
There’s simply no shot this big-breasted vixen will be prepared for the lilting, passive-aggressive, vocally fried lead-ups. She’ll certainly own up to all the Obvious Truths that power Stoeffel’s insular worldview. She must not have known what she was doing, Stoeffel thought. It must have been a mistake. I’ll get Sweeney to “clarify” things!
Except there’s just one problem: Did you know Sweeney was the valedictorian of her high school? She was also active in the math and robotics clubs. Academics aside, she was competitive in combat sports for several years.
Smart, competitive, aggressive.
But no, Katherine, she didn’t go to Brown University. She doesn’t have that piece of paper. She has famous boobs and she’s gorgeous and she acts for a living. She voted for Trump! She must be barely sentient! She can be guided to the Obvious Truth.
In short, Stoeffel believed she’d do the herding.
And then the highly feminine genius of this statement blew my mind.
“I think that when I have an issue that I want to speak about, people will hear.”
Recall, Stoeffel said she wanted to give Sweeney “an opportunity” to respond to accusations of white supremacy. The assumption here is that Sweeney needs GQ to gatekeep for her.
Sweeney’s essentially telling Stoeffel that her audience dwarfs GQ’s.
She doesn’t need the magazine’s endorsement. Nobody had any idea who Katherine Stoeffel was until they saw Sweeney dissect her with facial expressions alone.
The tragedy is that Stoeffel probably doesn’t realize how complete the collapse was, just as the steer doesn’t realize the winding path she’s on ends with a two-handed mallet to the skull.
The pro-Sweeney cheers of onlookers are easily dismissed. Bigots. Rednecks. Idiotic creatures who hate all that is good and righteous and smart and credible.
Her creds and titles hang from her neck like bells.
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