Morgan Wallen1 proved once again he is a major fucking loser. Over the weekend, he performed on SNL (for the second time2 ??). Mikey Madison was the host, hot off winning best actress for her role in Anora. At the end of the show, the two stood together on stage with the cast gathered behind them for the traditional hugs and smiles. Mikey thanked everyone, thanked Morgan and wished the viewers goodnight. Then Morgan did something no one has done in recent memory (or ever) - he walked off stage, directly towards the camera, without saying goodbye to a single person. Usually - as in, every single time SNL ends - the host and the musical guest hug the cast, laugh, smile, let their hair down because the long week is over. But not Morgan.
The longest running cast member of SNL, Keenan Thompson, gave Morgan a side eye as he hugged Ego Nwodim. "You see somebody before you get a chance to say hi or say good job or anything like that, they just dipping," Keenan said. “We're so used to everybody just turning around and high-fiving us, everybody's saying, 'Good job, good job, good job.' So when there's a departure from that, it's like, hmm, I wonder what that's about?"
Things got worse when immediately after Morgan ran out of SNL, he posted a photo of his private plane to his Instagram story with the caption “Get me to God’s country.” Morgan was presumably talking about the south, inferring New York is the devil’s land - evil and for heathens. But because I cannot write something better than
’s absolute takedown of Morgan, I’m choosing to ignore him. Instead of opining about this mediocre, racist man, I’m choosing joy and glee. So, dear Readerm here are 15 places that feel like god’s country to me:My bed on a Saturday morning with coffee and my cat (presumably when I am NOT hungover)
Prospect Park on a 75 degree day
The floor of my parent’s living room in front of the fireplace while I’m falling asleep as an old movie is on
The back of a dimly lit dive bar in a booth with my best friends and cold beers
The park near my brother’s house with my nephew as he goes down the slide
The world I build in my brain right before I fall asleep
On a bench in Place des Vosges in Le Marais with my mom and a croissant from the boulangerie
An empty seat on a crowded subway car after a long day at work
Sandy’s Bells pub in Edinburg drinking Guinness with my dad and listening to live music
General admission at the Sweat tour in my Charli XCX sunglasses
- ’s rooftop pool on a very hot New York day
An empty Trader Joe’s (!!)
My Airbnb on the little cove in Dubrovnik with
A baseball game in the summer sitting next to a friend (probably my friend Kelli) you know wants to gab the entire time
Anywhere with a good Caesar salad, crispy french fries, and an ice cold Diet Coke
What is God’s country to you? Tell me!!!
For those catching up….
New York's first spring day
Dear Readers, I am oh-so very tired. I’m working like four jobs, which is all cool and fun and enjoyable, but that also results in a sleepy Tess! I’m writing this like two hours before it’s being published because I had no time over the weekend (READ: I didn’t make time over the weekend). I have a cough and I woke up in the middle of the night coughing and couldn’t fall back asleep for an hour. And today, I am going to work (at a magazine !!!) and then going to fulfill my duty as an educator at lululemon. I will leave my apartment at 8:45 AM and won’t return until 10:15 PM. A long, long day that I am entirely not prepared for sleepwise.
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Why are we (Lorne Michaels) letting him perform on SNL? Who is this for?