Sunday, June 15, 2025

In Search of Normalcy: What the Two Parties Aren’t Giving America

By Charles C. W. Cooke

Thursday, June 12, 2025

 

Before I lodge the complaint that is currently burning a hole in my pocket, I wish to make one thing clear to those who might add a ghostly ergo to its gist: that, for all my sins and foibles, and despite the squishy mood of the case I’m about to offer up, I am not–and never will be–one of them.

 

You know the type to which I refer: that guy at the bar or cookout or watercooler who believes that the current configuration of our politics is wholly irrational, and that, if it were only to be replaced with the alternative that he has cleverly sketched out, we would swiftly be ushered into a Better America. I am, as I shall soon relate, profoundly irritated by the conduct of the two parties that dominate our constitutional system. But this irritation by no means implies an enthusiasm for the arrival of a bloodless “third way.” I am not an opponent of America’s two-party system–which I think is probably inevitable. I do not think that abolishing the Democratic or Republican Party would improve our situation. I do not favor proportional representation, ranked-choice voting, or the abolition of the Senate or the Electoral College. I do not romanticize independent voters. I do not believe moderation to be a virtue per se. I do not yearn for some fabled lost era of comity and cooperation. And I am not, Lord help me, a fan of the epicene No Labels movement, which, in its typical form, is less an attempt to protect principle from partisanship than an experiment in abandoning conviction altogether.

 

With that out of the way, we can now move on to the point–which is that, at present, both of America’s major parties are feckless, impatient, cliquey, myopic, rabid, and suicidal, and that, in large part, these defects are the direct result of the failings of their leaders and tastemakers, who have no useful conception of history and no earthly clue as to what normal Americans are actually like. In recent years, a friend of mine has taken to suggesting ruefully that if either the Republicans or the Democrats were simply to stop being so “weird,” they would dominate elections for 30 years. That, I suspect, is an overstatement. But the core observation is obviously correct. As much as anything else, America’s swing voters are motivated in their voting habits by the extent to which the figures on offer are deemed peculiar. Sometimes, that peculiarity is attributable to ideology or philosophy, but, just as often, it flows from affect, rhetoric, attitude, or the sense that something ineffable is just off. It is no exaggeration to suggest that, over the last decade, the rise and fall of the two parties’ fortunes have been inextricable from the question of which was seen as the more bizarre. In 2022, the Republicans’ decision to nominate a cadre of creeps cost them their chance at the Senate majority and a larger margin in the House. In 2024, the Democrats’ selection of Kamala Harris made Donald Trump seem normal by comparison. Such matters can be overdetermined, but the elevation of the kooky over the commonplace has cost Republicans in Arizona and Georgia, and cost Democrats in Wisconsin, Florida, and Texas. Historically, the definition of a political party was an institution that sought to acquire power. In the contemporary era, that aim has often been subordinated to a host of other concerns. The results, thus far, have been poor.

 

It is common nowadays to hear commentators of all stripes declare that the country’s deep political divisions do not, in fact, exist. When presented by the devotees of either of the two parties, this notion reflects self-interested wishful thinking: If only the Democrats or the Republicans would go away, the conceit runs, then the intellectual energy that is being channeled through them would disappear, too, and the surviving faction would be unopposed. When presented by the politically homeless, this notion reflects the belief that the country is full of sober moderates, whose sensible prescriptions are being continually thwarted by an illegitimate duopoly that is sustained by nefarious means. But neither of these views is true. The two parties are expressions of our preexisting divisions rather than the drivers of them, while the majority of the persistent problems within our politics–our endlessly rising debt, our schizophrenic foreign policy, our inability to reform our immigration system, and so forth–are the products of our incoherent public sentiments being channeled not inadequately but too well. It would certainly be nice if there existed a silent majority that had both a systematic agenda and a tenacious enthusiasm for its enactment, but, alas, there does not. Instead, we have a polity that wants low taxes and high spending, that wants a strong America and an isolationist America, and that wants mass deportations and to be a nation that welcomes immigrants. And so, this being a democratic republic, that is exactly what the people get.

 

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What, then, is the problem? If the two parties are indeed maintained organically–and if the great middle is not being ignored–then, surely, people ought to be happier than they are with the status quo?

 

Well, yes–and no. Yes, in that life in the United States is far, far better than one might imagine if one were to listen to the routine catastrophizing of our more vocal politicians. No, in that, though life is pretty good, our politics is currently dominated by strange and maladjusted zealots who treat public service as if it were a sport, and who engage with each and every problem that arises as if its being resolved on their precise terms were necessary for the survival of the republic. I can tell that, merely by writing these words in this tone of voice, I am inviting all manner of hyperbolic condemnations to rain down on me. How can I possibly be so CALM, when we are in such a CRISIS, and everything is so ALARMING? Do I not know WHAT TIME IT IS? Do I not comprehend WHERE WE ARE? Is it not obvious to me that if the current administration does not succeed in EVERY ONE OF ITS GOALS–or, alternatively, if it is not THWARTED IN EVERY ONE OF ITS GOALS –the country as we have known it is FINISHED? Oughtn’t I to GET OFF THE STAGE and let the people who understand the STAKES take over?

 

That is not satire. It really is how contemporary American politics looks to the average observer: Frenetic, unyielding, angry, eschatological, and performed in all caps. Naturally, there are a great number of important questions facing the country–questions that voters ought to take seriously. But those questions ought to be posed and addressed within the general understanding that the United States is the most stable, dynamic, prosperous, and free nation in the history of the world. Instead, in Washington, D.C., and beyond, we have what appears to the average citizen to be a rolling Battle of the Somme–with the same volume of bombardment and the same rates of attrition irrespective of how much land is at stake. Conducted properly, quotidian politics should be varied–more like a Beethoven symphony than a maxed-out album of death metal. If, instead, every last minute is filled with prestissimo con forza activity, the audience will soon plug its ears.

 

I do not intend to lionize median voters, or to pretend that they possess special insight into our national affairs–which, usually, they do not. But I do think that it matters that, seen through the eyes of the rank-and-file members of our democracy, most of our political actors seem absolutely bonkers. Take a look at the most engaged groups in our republic–the Trump acolytes, the Bernie fans, the #Resistance, the alt-righters, the wokesters–and compare them with the couple that lives next door to you. Imagine members of one of those groups meeting your neighbors, and having even a cursory conversation about politics. The Trump acolytes would be obliged to explain why it is a good thing that the president marked this year’s Memorial Day with a message that began, “HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY TO ALL, INCLUDING THE SCUM THAT SPENT THE LAST FOUR YEARS TRYING TO DESTROY OUR COUNTRY”; the Bernie fans would be required to expound upon the evils of American “oligarchy” and to lament the many ills that have resulted from there being too many brands of deodorant in American stores; the #Resistance types would be compelled to utter a series of diatribes against Trump (“Drumpf”) and his legion of “MAGAts,” who have brought us to the very edge of banning women from existing and turning the United States into the Third Reich; and, while (sometimes) coming at the issue from different sides, both the alt-righters and the wokesters would proceed from the assumption that the immutable characteristics of each person in the room were of endless fascination to everyone else, and that, if anything went wrong, it was probably the fault of the Jews.

 

Your neighbors? They’d likely be completely and utterly baffled by the spectacle–not because they are completely uninterested in politics, but because the vehemence with which these ideas were being expressed, along with the unashamedly totalitarian scope of their implications, would be confusing and alarming in equal measure. Add in the outlandish lingo that would inevitably be on display–“cuck,” “genocide,” “red-pilled,” “elevating narratives,” “based,” “late-stage capitalism,” “invasion,” “BIPOC”–and it would be a bloody miracle if nobody in the room had a stroke.

 

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Given that normal people dramatically outnumber fanatics, one might assume that, in any contest between your neighbors and their tormenters, your neighbors would win every time. Unfortunately, however, there is a significant advantage to being a fanatic who subordinates everything else to his political goals. Fanatics show up. They join. They agitate, proselytize, and harangue. Fanatics go to meetings, they donate money, they knock on doors, and–crucially–they vote in primaries. In theory, primary elections are a mechanism by which informed citizens choose candidates who they think will broadly represent the party and have the best shot at winning a general election. In practice, though, this outcome is increasingly rare. Regardless of whether they are on the left or the right, average Americans tend to be interested in achieving the same ends: They want a booming economy, good schools, safe streets, affordable health care, and a stable world. Fanatics, by contrast, have other aims in mind–aims such as “owning the libs,” or “advancing the equity agenda,” or ensuring that a figure from a slightly different part of the coalition is blocked from further advancement.

 

It was fanaticism that led the Arizona Republican Party to nominate Kari Lake for the Senate, even after she had lost a gubernatorial race, and after it had become obvious to anyone with eyes that she was unelectable statewide. It was fanaticism that pushed the Democratic Party to allow its entire political agenda to be hijacked by a bunch of fringe interest groups who wished to abolish the police, outlaw private health insurance, and allow men to compete in women’s sports. It was fanaticism that led the Biden administration to effectively open the southern border despite knowing that his most likely opponent in 2024 was Donald Trump, and fanaticism that led the Trump administration to begin fixing that issue with a deliberate and unpopular violation of the law. It was fanaticism that led Joe Biden to start off his presidency with a promise to completely remake the economy of the United States, and it was fanaticism that led Donald Trump to commence his second presidency with an attempt to unilaterally rearrange world trade. None of these decisions made any sense, and none of them would have been made by a leader whose party was interested in retaining the support of the political middle. In all cases, the protagonists’ assumptions were the same: that, because the other team was so toxic, they could get away with anything.

 

They didn’t, of course. Kari Lake lost in 2022 and 2024; the Democrats won the presidency narrowly in 2020, lost the House in 2022, and lost everything in 2024; Biden’s spending spree caused the worst inflation in four decades, while his border policy put Trump back in the White House; and public opinion forced Trump to back off his tariff agenda. Because American politics is intrinsically cyclical, there will always be some room for our political parties to eschew responsibility and simply wait for their opponents to screw up. But the degree to which this has become the default mode of operation is absurd. Between 1896 and 2016, there was only one presidential election in which partisan control shifted after just a single term. Since 2016, we have had two. This, I’d venture, is no accident. The parties have given up on being popular, and the public, which is more discerning than is believed, has responded appropriately to the abdication.

 

It would be nice if there were One Weird Trick that could narrow the gap between the fanatics and the normies, rid the two parties of their self-destructive attitudes, and lower the volume in our politics as a result. But there is not. Ultimately, this problem will be solved by a rebellion of the voters, not by tweaking our constitutional order, tossing a bloodless third party into the mix, or fetishizing bipartisanship. That a handful of activists in each party enjoys such remarkable influence is regrettable, but it is the natural result of the choices that have been made by everyone else. A Republican Party in which more Americans participate would be a Republican Party that does not nominate Herschel Walker, Tudor Dixon, Don Bolduc, Doug Mastriano, or Dr. Oz. A Democratic Party in which more Americans participate would be a Democratic Party whose presidential candidate is not tied down by on-camera promises to completely nationalize the health-care system, usher in reparations, prohibit fracking, ban the most popular rifle in America via executive order, and make taxpayers fund sex-change operations for prisoners. As a general matter, I have a great deal of sympathy for the tens of millions of Americans who look at the leading lights within our roiling national debate and gag in horror and disgust. But, plucky little realist that I am, I also want them to understand that, if they are tired of hearing the discordant, irritating, insistent tunes that now pass for our contemporary politics, they’re going to have to get busy writing their own.

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