"At this moment, protesters across the country are demanding an end to institutional racism and police brutality, the coronavirus pandemic is spiking in more than 20 states, our election infrastructure is falling apart, and millions of Americans are camping out for hours just to file for unemployment amid an historic economic crisis."
Seth Meyers' pandemic-era niche has mostly been rapid-fire summations of how just fucked everything is. While there's a rare (socially distanced) celebrity cameo in Monday night's A Closer Look segment, it's mostly just Meyers roasting Trump for his disastrous attempt to bring back his cultish, ego-feeding MAGA rallies in the middle of a pandemic.
"Think about that," said Meyers. "The president held an indoor rally in a coronavirus hotspot, putting people's lives at risk, just to make himself feel better. Trump's team kept ramping up expectations. His campaign manager Brad Parscale bragged that a million people had RSVPd, that they'd have a total of 'close to 100,000.' You guys sure you want to call your shot like that? You're like a basketball player giving a pregame press conference about how many points he scored."
So it's no wonder that when only 6,200 Tulsans showed up to watch Trump bitch about his press coverage for two hours, the president got the sads.
"We're in a moment of acute national crisis thanks in large part to the malign negligence of this taxidermied business husk," said Meyers, alongside the now-infamous photo of a disheveled post-rally Trump slouching away from Marine One. "Wow, how'd the sales trip go, Willy Loman? I hope Biff didn't wander in on you with a strange woman, that would send him in a long tailspin. What happened to you? You look like you just coached the Knicks to a 50 point loss. You should be standing next to Jack Lemmon begging for the Glengarry leads.
"We should never have to see the president in such a pathetic state," he went on. "It's embarrassing. The president is supposed to project confidence and strength — Trump, on the other hand, looks like a drunk wedding guest shuffling back to the Marriott. This is like when you stay up past your bedtime and catch a glimpse of your dad coming home late from work totally plastered."
