If Manny Jacinto’s Cheekbones Can’t Get You to Care About Climate Change, I Don’t Know What Can
Looking like a figurehead on the prow of a ship that has been given consciousness, the Good Place star Manny Jacinto protested government inaction on climate change on Friday in Washington, D.C.
The appearance of the Internet’s Newest Boyfriend in circumstances that were somehow do-gooder, subversive, and literally wet has been too much for most. “Manny Jacinto’s jawline for president,” one Twitter user wrote. “How does his face just do that?” others asked. “Adding ‘Manny Jacinto holds my umbrella’ to list of PG-rated fantasies,” another wrote.
The 32-year-old actor joined in activist Jane Fonda’s ongoing “Fire Drill Fridays” protests in front of the Capitol building, and gave a speech that highlighted legal action that Filipino citizens are taking against corporate climate polluters. “Climate deniers are attempting to deflect our attention,” he said, jawline slicing through the air like a knife juggler’s tools.
“Rather than finding policy solutions, they’re highlighting the need for our individual changes,” he continued, as falling raindrops sizzled on his skin, pooling in the hollows under his cheekbones.
“And yes, while our individual actions are important—like eating less meat or conscious transportation choices—we cannot be taken in by this deflection campaign and must push for policy reform,” he said, shimmering with sweet, hot indignation. Pausing for the audience to absorb his words, he seemed to be saying, “If our only world becomes uninhabitable, my genetic code will no longer be replicable.” Jacinto was not arrested, which hopefully means he’ll soon be back for more.
For Fonda’s “Fire Drill”–themed protest Jacinto accessorized with a firetruck-red skinny scarf that matched Fonda’s own wrap coat, as well as large, round eyeglasses that made some onlookers (me) whisper the word orgasm to ourselves. When Fonda had the mic, he stood behind her nodding manfully, his extraordinary hair threatening to steal focus from the catastrophe of national inaction in the face of environmental devastation.
Jenny Singer is a staff writer for Glamour.