See, we need to take an attitude like my husband: when we go on car trips, as soon as we're over the pass, out of the reach of civilization, he's poking at radio buttons, going, "I'm searching for fascist radio!" And then all the way to Portland or Sand Point, or whatever, there's a continuing dialog with whatever madman is foaming about satan and/or immigrants and/or Hillary all over the airwaves.

When we toured Alaska a couple years ago, EVERY hotel TV everywhere we stayed was tuned to Fox News.