Yet still another thing I did not know that I learned from the Politico:
The local front of the (Manchester) Union Leader has a story about media groupies who, in a quadrennial ritual, congregate around hotels in hopes of getting a photo with Chris Wallace or Tucker Carlson.
I'm going back to bed now, maybe forever.
At this moment, I simply lack the resources to cope with a world where there exists something on the order of "a Tucker Carlson groupie."
(Draws blankets tight, shudders, weeps softly to self, tries desperately to remember sunlight, laughter, puppies)