If I had thought to bring a sound-level meter to the rallies, I could give you a precise rendering in decibels of the ascending passions of the Trumpocene: God, guns, and, loudest of all, hating CNN and the very idea of media—mediation, someone who might know more than you—that it’s made to stand for. A cartoon Trump pissing on the CNN logo was a popular T-shirt at rallies; another read: “Rope. Tree. Journalist. Some assembly required.”
