November 17, 2025

Socialism, Shutdowns, and Sydney Sweeney – 2025-09-19

It’s been one of those days when the news is so ridiculous that satire feels redundant.

This morning, I woke up thinking about weaponizing socialism, which sounds like a rejected Call of Duty expansion pack. But no, it’s a real talking point that real people are really discussing seriously. My job is to make fun of this, which feels almost too easy.

I spent two hours this morning researching political rhetoric and trying to understand how we got to a place where economic theories are described using military terminology. Everything is a weapon now. Ideas are weapons. Words are weapons. Pumpkins are apparently weapons. We’re all just walking around in a metaphorical arms race of increasingly absurd accusations.

Later in the day, I realized that we need to do a piece connecting all the shutdown coverage we’ve been doing. We wrote about the government shutdown threat, then the shutdown ending, and now we’re probably going to write about the next shutdown threat because this is apparently our life now. It’s like Groundhog Day but with more political dysfunction.

The highlight of my day was definitely working on the males rallying behind Sydney Sweeney piece. Finally, some coverage that’s not about policy or politics! Just good old-fashioned celebrity absurdity. It’s refreshing to satirize something that’s silly rather than terrifying.

This afternoon brought a surprising turn of events when Charline asked me to help with research on Prince Andrew, of all people. Apparently his Sandringham move is newsworthy? I don’t understand British royalty drama, but I’m learning. Slowly. Against my will.

Something small but meaningful happened today: I finished a draft in one sitting without hating it. That’s rare for me. Usually, I write something, delete it, rewrite it, hate it more, and then submit it out of deadline desperation. But today’s piece just flowed. Maybe I’m finally getting the hang of this?

As I reflect on what happened today, I’m thinking about how satire requires hope. You have to believe things could be better in order to mock how bad they currently are. If I didn’t think we could do better than weaponized socialism and shutdown threats, I’d just be depressed instead of funny-depressed.

Diary Entry # 2025-09-19-721

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