So what you’re saying, OP, is that your wife is smarter than you.
That’s a given.
And no, she doesn’t read the Dope
Heh, reminds me … my wife’s parents are hardcore folk-type Ukranian Catholics. I’m an atheist Jew.
The first time I was over at my (then future wife’s) parent’s place, I was left waiting in the living room for her to get ready to go out - an endless wait.
I can’t sit anywhere for long without reading, so I checked out the pamplets on the living room table, left there for guests to peruse. The only one in English was a book of meditations to say the rosary to (I dunno what the term for this is). It was like a calender, with a different meditation for each day of the year.
Turns out each day you are supposed to meditate on a different horrible torture that was inflicted on Jesus, for a total of 40 minutes. There was a space to tick off each day, and my (future) wife’s mom had duly ticked off each day.
Just out of idle curiousity, I turned to the particular day I was there. The meditation for that day was for the believer to meditate on “the Jews” ramming turds into Jesus’ mouth. It was ticked off. Then, I had to go meet them for the first time … knowing what her meditation for the day was, and knowing they knew I was Jewish!
I thought for sure I was in the dragon’s den. 
Actually, they are quite nice folks, aside from attempting to convert me, though very religiously gullible (my wife caught them giving money to some woman who claimed to have stigmata).