New in PJ Media:
He’s “embarrassingly handsome.” He’s “lithe, ardent, energetic.” He is “at ease with his own eminence.” This sounds like the writing of a sixteen-year-old girl in the full-tilt grip of a crush for the ages, you know, the true and eternal love that no one else in the world has ever experienced and that you couldn’t possibly understand, but it’s actually Maya Singer, an apparent adult who is a contributing editor at Vogue magazine.
On Sunday, Singer penned over 5,000 words of some of the purplest prose American journalism has ever seen as she cued up Gavin Newsom as the magazine’s choice for the 2028 Democratic presidential nomination. In lavishing the most fulsome of praise on Newsom, Singer not only sounds like a teen girl with a massive crush, but more ominously, she recalls totalitarian effusions of praise for the beloved leader. Funny how similar those two can be: both regard the object of their affections with a completely uncritical eye.
In Singer’s telling, Newsom is not the pretty-boy nepo-baby (his aunt was married to Nancy Pelosi’s brother-in-law) destroyer of California whose hard-left policies led to a mass exodus from the state. Rather, he is “presidential.” He is “Kennedy-esque.” He has a “stunning wife and four adorable kids.” He walks with “the executive strut of a self-made millionaire.” He “must drive Trump nuts.” In fact, “the only thing standing athwart Donald Trump’s will to power is Gavin Newsom.”
Singer is just getting warmed up. She assures you that, contrary to what you might think, “Gavin Newsom is a person with frailties and failings.” Knock me over with a feather! Nevertheless, Singer hastens to assure us, Newsom is a sort of god: “As he spoke, late-summer sun slanted in through the windows, bathing Newsom in an oh so California magic-hour glow.” In the presence of the great man himself, Singer faltered, finding herself “having a hard time taking in the man. His actual molecular reality. Immaculate. Fantastic at gab, like a windup doll.”
Alas, the object of her awe and affection proved elusive: “Newsom’s lanky frame was folded onto a sofa a bit too low-slung for him. This made him lean back—away from me.” Newsom’s oh-so-blessed wife, Jennifer Siebel Newsom, has to cajole him into setting aside his deity now and again: “I remind him, You don’t always have to be the savior.”
Back in 1936, the Soviet poet Zhambyl Zhabayev published a poem entitled “Song About Stalin,” which began with this:
Stalin-Sun! For our happiness, may you live forever in the Kremlin,
We bring offerings to you — our songs, our hearts, and our flowers.
In the whole wide world, on this earthly sphere of man,
No one is more important for all humanity than you….
There is more. Read the rest here.
jerry glenn says
His campaign slogan will be: Make America California.
Troybeam says
The higher they climb the harder they fall, just do not know it yet.
Someone is always watching and then bam the axe falls.
Just a waiting game now, as for Vogue magazine never read it.
James Lincoln says
The audience for Vogue magazine / digital is primarily a group that would already vote for Gavin:
Female
Age 25- 55
Above average income
College-educated
Fan of pop / woke culture
Progressive Democrat
Daniel Triplett says
The AWFLs: Affluent White Female Liberals.
–Greg Gutfeld
James Lincoln says
Spot-on, Daniel.
OLD GUY says
Yes the pretty boy image fits right into the Vogue magazine readership. Newsom, another waste of oxygen blow hard.
somehistory says
I must strongly disagree. I was once a 16 year old girl. I read some teen magazines at that time, but I also knew a lot of other girls that age. I heard them describe their boyfriends….but never with those words.
“cute”…”sweet,” ,..”funny,”….yes. But never ““embarrassingly handsome.” “lithe, ardent, energetic.” “at ease with his own eminence.”
Those descriptions are more along the lines of Danielle Steele novel, although I can’t recall having read such nonsense in any romance novel, either. Handsome…yes. At ease, yes.
She left out ‘rippling muscles,’ and the cool, clear 9whatever color) of his eyes, and a full–on make the women swoon with a description of his lips….
In my opinon,…the words are really nonsense, as the guy is so full of himself, he’s on the ugly side.
Greasy hair, snooty expression.
The woman who wrote the article has no taste, or she’s just out to make points, which means she has no taste.
Daniel Triplett says
He’s so phony and inauthentic. Like he’s a totally different guy at home with no cameras or people watching.
Whereas Trump is the same guy on or off camera.
40 rounds says
All I have to say is, “yuck.”
Stacy says
Isn’t “Vogue” just a fashion magazine? Them spewing political propaganda shows their license should be rescinded.