It hits home in odd ways. My brother, a year younger than me, which is old, has never seemed political at all. Never, as far as I know, even registered to vote. Some of his opinions are conservative, some liberal, some in between. As we speak, he’s in Mexico, which he’s never visited, with his wife, looking to buy a home in a town near Guadalajara that has a modest population of American ex-pats. That’s how strongly he feels about Trump and the dangerous idiocy that surrounds the man.