“The country’s going to go down the toilet,” she thought then. No matter who was president.

But then, something happened. Fredregill was home tending to a grandson with the flu, and she saw a TV report that U.S. troops had left Iraq, suffering no casualties as they went. God, she saw, had protected them.

So then God might be willing to give the country a second chance. And so, in an instant, Fredregill had a new, fourth presidential candidate. Not “the smart one,” but one who agreed with her on issues like Israel, abortion and gay marriage.

Finally, a candidate that excited her, even if he probably can’t win.

“Why am I giving up on our country” if God was not? Fredregill said, banging her fist on the table of a Starbucks Coffee inside a SuperTarget store. “It was just this big epiphany. We’ve got to vote for Santorum! That’s all there is to it.”