Sometimes I try to watch SNL through the lens of a cynical young tastemaker, pantomiming disgust at a show whose glory days are long behind it. Occasionally I succeed, but more often I guffaw along at the sketches like the gym short-wearing, couch-bound middle-aged father that I secretly am. Last night, the enduringly charming Kate McKinnon debuted her latest character, Robert Mueller, in all his droopy jowl’d glory, and the results were aces.
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