By Jonah Goldberg
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
‘Is Hillary Rodham Clinton a McDonald’s Big Mac or a
Chipotle burrito bowl? A can of Bud or a bottle of Blue Moon? JCPenney or J.
Crew?”
That was the opening question of a front-page Washington
Post story on Clinton’s effort to figure out her “brand.” To that end, she has
recruited a team of corporate marketing specialists to “help imagine Hillary
5.0.”
“It’s exactly the same as selling an iPhone or a soft
drink or a cereal,” Peter Sealey, a longtime corporate marketing strategist,
told the Post. “She needs to use everything a brand has: a dominant color, a
logo, a symbol. . . . The symbol of a Mercedes is a three-pointed star. The
symbol of Coca-Cola is the contour bottle. The symbol of McDonald’s is the
golden arches. What is Clinton’s symbol?”
A columnist less charitable — and less constrained by the
rules of publishing decorum — might be tempted to suggest some fitting symbols
for Bill Clinton. But for Hillary, that’s a tougher question.
Which is why the Hillary Industrial Complex is setting up
a Manhattan Project to answer the question, “Who should Hillary be this time?”
They’ll have their work cut out for them. More than any
other politician in American life today, Hillary Clinton is an ironic figure.
When she does or says anything, friends and foes alike ask, “Why did she do
that?” “What was she thinking?” No one takes Clinton at face value because it
seems that, after decades of public life, even Clinton doesn’t really know who
she is — or at least who she should be this time around.
Her fear of giving the wrong impression — before she can
figure out what the right impression would be — has understandably encouraged
risk aversion. Even friendly reviewers proclaimed that her book Hard Choices
read like it was written by a subcommittee tasked with avoiding saying
anything.
Fortunately, that will all change soon, now that Clinton
has enlisted the help of the Purpose Institute, whose co-founder Haley Rushing
is known as the “chief purposeologist.” Really.
Alas, Rushing is not working on the Clinton campaign, but
the institute’s other co-founder, marketing guru Roy Spence, is on board. By
all accounts, Spence is great at what he does. Why, he conceived the “Don’t
Mess With Texas” anti-littering campaign.
Risking the accusation of damning Clinton with faint
praise, let me say Clinton isn’t litter. Nor is she a Big Mac or an iPhone.
She’s a human being who has been on the public stage for
nearly four decades. And yet, according to the New York Times, she has a team
of 200 policy advisors trying to figure out how to “address the anger about
income inequality without overly vilifying the wealthy.”
Brain trusts are fine, but this isn’t merely that. Since
her days trying to overhaul health care, Clinton has been the kind of wonk who
thinks you can solve every problem by consulting enough experts and compiling
enough data. There are some tasks that lend themselves to such approaches, but
electoral politics isn’t one of them. Her husband knew that. He may not be able
to put the formula in a strategy memo, but Bill Clinton could riff off the cuff
in a way that could thread such needles with ease. That natural talent didn’t
become community property when Bill and Hillary got married; she doesn’t have the
gift.
And so she compensates by controlling the things that she
can control: an ever-expanding retinue of consultants and advisers who tell her
not to worry about the missing ingredient. That’s what they’re there for.
The hitch is that the desperate quest to find a brand is
itself a kind of branding. Former Republican Florida governor Charlie Crist
tried to rebrand himself as a liberal Democrat in his bid to get back his old
job. He lost in large part because the only image that stuck was his craven political
opportunism, not Charlie Crist 2.0.
No doubt many voters — and pundits — will happily buy
whatever they come up with for Clinton. But others will focus not on what’s new
in Hillary 5.0, but what is a constant in all of the versions so far: a purpose
defined by the pursuit of power.
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