By Nick Catoggio
Wednesday, September 18, 2024
The “respectable” case for populist governance goes like
this.
Yes, we’ll probably have to put up with more demagoguery
than we’re used to from our political leaders, regrettably. But we’ll be
rewarded for our tolerance with economic policies that prioritize the interests
of the working and middle classes to a greater degree than Americans are used
to.
A government that’s truly by and for the people will be
more prone to reflect popular prejudices and more willing to make
struggling American households financially great again.
We’ve got to take the bitter with the sweet.
And who knows? If the populist economic project succeeds,
some of that demagogic bitterness might drain away in time. The more optimistic
the average American feels about his or her financial future, the less interest
they’ll take in finding scapegoats for their problems. The sweet will
eventually overwhelm the bitter.
In theory, the two halves of the Republican ticket this
year reflect the bitter and sweet sides of populism. At the top we have the
strutting demagogue, ever eager to identify some new species of cultural
vermin that needs eradicating. At the bottom we have the whiz kid, blessed
with brains and educated about the problems of deindustrialized America by hard
experience.
If we want to get to a sweeter populist future led by
highbrow intellectual J.D. Vance, we’ve got to take the bitter populist present
led by lowbrow strongman Donald Trump.
When Trump chose Vance as his running mate, it was easy
to imagine how that bitter/sweet dynamic might play out on the trail. The man
at the top would continue to practice the dark arts, offering new enemies to
his base to keep them motivated to vote, while the man at the bottom would
tantalize better-educated voters by making a thoughtful case for a populist
economic program.
J.D. could be the “suburbs-whisperer.” Anyone who feared
that Trump 2.0 would be a mad ride into authoritarian chaos could listen to
Vance’s soft-spoken policy pitch and feel reassured that there’d be some
sweetness amid all the bitterness.
That’s how it could have gone. As it is, we find
ourselves in mid-September with a bizarre inversion. Trump more so than Vance
has taken the lead on economics, and has leaned into some ideas that seem
lab-designed to benefit the upper class or to harm the lower classes that
populism is supposed to protect.
And Vance more so than Trump has taken the lead on
demagoguery lately, spearheading the agitation against Haitian immigrants in
Springfield, Ohio, and behaving so recklessly in how he’s gone about it that
he’s arguably outdone his running mate.
There isn’t much sweetness on either end of the
Republican ticket. And given Vance’s trajectory, the populist future looks to
be more bitter than its respectable champions had hoped.
Economic incoherence.
Trump doesn’t have a populist economic agenda. What he
has are a few policy bribes aimed at discrete working-class swing
constituencies, with no rhyme or reason to those proposals beyond the anxiety
he feels about losing votes to Kamala Harris.
“NO TAX ON TIPS, NO TAX ON OVERTIME PAY, NO TAX ON SOCIAL
SECURITY BENEFITS FOR SENIORS. KAMALA WILL GIVE NONE OF THIS,” he promised
on Tuesday. He wants to exempt tips from taxation because he’s desperate to win
Nevada, where hospitality workers are ubiquitous. He wants to exempt overtime
pay because he fears that Harris’
union endorsements will weaken his blue-collar support. And he wants to
exempt Social Security income because Harris has a
leg up in bribing senior citizens and he’s anxious to match her somehow.
If enacted, his policies would massively distort how
wages are paid, choke off billions in federal tax revenue, and possibly
reignite inflation, but he’s not offering them as considered policy any more
than Joe Biden was when he proposed forgiving student debt en masse. Biden’s
plan was a bribe. Trump’s proposals are bribes. They’re money-for-votes
transactions, not elements of some thoughtful program to uplift the working
man.
I suppose that enough bribes aimed at enough
working-class blocs might amount to a populist “agenda,” but that’s the thing.
Not all of Trump’s proposals are aimed at helping the average joe. To the
contrary.
His splashiest new proposal on Tuesday was made to voters
in New York, which (in a quadrennial tradition) he seems to believe is in play
this year. “I will turn it around, get SALT back, lower your Taxes, and so much
more,” he vowed.
“Get SALT back” seems to be Trump-ese for repealing the $10,000 cap on
deducting state and local taxes (SALT) from federal income tax—never mind that
it was his 2017 tax-cut law that imposed that cap in the first place.
The SALT cap is meaningless to most Americans, either
because they don’t earn enough to owe more than $10,000 in local taxes or
because they live in states with low rates of taxation. Lifting it shouldn’t be
a priority for any populist who’s serious about putting the interests of the
working class first. If anything, the opposite is true: Capping how much rich
coastal elites can deduct from their federal taxes means more tax revenue that
can be applied toward programs to help blue-collar Americans. And denying an
outsized deduction to upper-class people who choose to live in high-tax blue
states means less of a burden for working joes in low-tax red states to
shoulder in trying to pay Uncle Sam’s bills.
It’s incoherent for a populist like Trump to want to lift
the cap. His reason for doing so is no grander than that he thinks it’ll help
squeeze a few extra votes out of wealthy New York professionals for him and for
the vulnerable local Republicans whose seats might decide the next House
majority. It’s another bribe—but to the rich. And not
for the first time in this campaign.
That might be excusable as the sort of niche pander to
which all politicians occasionally stoop if he were otherwise reliably putting
the interests of the working class first. But consider how he answered a
question about inflation on Tuesday.
He was asked at a town hall how he plans to bring down
grocery prices, a predictable topic for a candidate in 2024. Yet his answer was
impenetrable (as usual)
and somehow boiled down to tariffs (also as usual). “Our farmers are being
absolutely decimated right now. And, you know, one of the reasons is we allow a
lot of farm product into our country,” Trump said.
“We’re gonna have to be a little like other countries, we’re not gonna allow so
much … we’re gonna let our farmers go to work.”
He’s going to reduce the supply of foreign produce in
American supermarkets, in other words, in hopes that American farmers will eventually
pick up the slack. You tell me: What happens to prices when the supply of
something drops while demand for it remains constant?
And which part of American society will be harmed more by
that: the working class that Trump allegedly champions or the wealthy who don’t
need to worry what groceries cost?
Regressive tariffs on produce isn’t an idea you propose
when you’re thinking seriously about how to help “the forgotten man.” It’s an
idea you propose when you’re not thinking about economics at all and have
settled on tariffs “as an elixir to solve every economic problem,” in Jonathan
Chait’s words.
In fact, Trump’s economic program is less populist than
what we might call popular-ist in the sense that it’s concerned entirely
with boosting his chances of reelection, with zero regard for whether it’s
feasible or which class will benefit from it or what sort of trade-offs it
might entail. There’s nothing new about a Republican leader gorging on tax cuts
without offsetting cuts to spending, unfortunately, but at least Reaganites had theories about how that
might make
fiscal sense in the long run. There’s not even a pretense of caring about
that in Trump’s agenda.
Insofar as there’s a policy vision driving him, it’s to
turn America into as
much of an autarky as he can in four years, a sort of Trump Juche plan.
But I think his motives are simpler: He wants to do the stuff that will make
people more likely to vote for him, like slashing taxes and protecting
entitlements and lowering interest rates and slapping “America First” tariffs
on everything, with
total disregard for the economic implications. He’s prepared to saddle the
children of the working class with a
federal debt so massive that the interest on it alone will soon make the
social safety net on which they rely unsustainable.
All of which is maybe just a long way of saying that he
doesn’t care about (most) policy, only about his own empowerment. He’s running
for president because he wants to stay out of prison and punish his enemies,
not because he’s burning to play
Santa with the child tax credit or stop insurers from stiffing
middle-class Americans with preexisting conditions. Trump’s in it for
Trump, always.
Vance, on the other hand, is different. He’s the
substantive populist. Isn’t he?
The making of a demagogue.
Both Republicans on the ticket this year are populists
but only one is an ideologue. That’s why we’d expect Vance to do the heavy
lifting on policy and Trump to stick to vilifying minorities.
Each man should play to his strengths, no?
So it’s strange to watch the moral panic over immigrant
pet-eating in Ohio gain and sustain altitude due mainly to Vance’s efforts, not
Trump’s. Trump did place it front and center in the campaign by mentioning it
during his debate with Harris but J.D. was tweeting about it before then. And
J.D.’s the one who’s gone on tweeting and doing interviews about it since the
debate.
He’s really come into his own as the sort of
gutter-dweller whom Trump’s MAGA base might take a shine to in 2028.
On Wednesday the Wall
Street Journal published a new story about Springfield, Ohio, and the
demagoguery to which it’s been subjected. According to the paper, Vance and his
aides knew almost from the start that there was nothing to the allegations
about pet-eating by Haitian immigrants—yet proceeded to flog the story anyway.
On September 9, the day before the debate, one of the senator’s staffers called
the Springfield city manager to check if the rumors were true and was told no,
there was no evidence to support any of it.
By then it was too late, though. Vance had already posted
about it on social media.
Fact-checking a sensational, racially incendiary claim is
typically something a politician would do before deciding whether to
make it but I suspect J.D. has learned from his running mate that some
accusations are too politically useful to let truth get in the way. In fact,
I’d guess that the staffer who called Springfield did so not because he wanted
the straight dope but because he hoped the city manager would provide him with
some sort of pseudo-factual peg on which to retroactively hang the smear
campaign that had begun.
Either way, Vance didn’t retreat afterward. He defended
the pet-eating propaganda as (essentially)
fake but accurate while his staff went about quietly trying to convince the
press that he’d been right all along. Which led to this immortal passage in
Wednesday’s Journal story:
A Vance spokesperson on Tuesday
provided The Wall Street Journal with a police report in which a
resident had claimed her pet might have been taken by Haitian neighbors. But
when a reporter went to Anna Kilgore’s house Tuesday evening, she said her cat
Miss Sassy, which went missing in late August, had actually returned a few days
later—found safe in her own basement.
Kilgore, wearing a Trump shirt and
hat, said she apologized to her Haitian neighbors with the help of her daughter
and a mobile-phone translation app.
That was decent of her but forthright apologies aren’t an
option for a politician hoping to lead the movement to which she belongs. As
things stand, some Haitian immigrants in Springfield are keeping
their children home out of fear of harassment, with one local Haitian man
who was interviewed by ABC News lamenting that he doesn’t see many of his
countrymen on the streets anymore. A driver passing by allegedly yelled
“Trump!” at him shortly before he spoke with the network.
Like his boss with respect to economic policy, Vance
doesn’t seem to lose sleep over the long-term consequences of his politics.
Even apart from the Haitian hysteria, he’s thrown some
hard punches lately that seem designed to please MAGA voters who are already
locked in for Trump while potentially alienating some of those suburban
professionals he should be whispering to. Last week he reconfirmed that he
would have stopped
the count on January 6 had he been in Mike Pence’s shoes, then mused that
“if Donald Trump wanted to start a nuclear war with Russia, Mike Pence would be
at the front of the line endorsing him right now.” On Tuesday, in an exchange with
pundit David Frum, he accused center-right Trump critics of being on the same
“team” as Trump’s two would-be assassins.
There’s no electoral logic to any of that. At best,
Vance’s comments will be ignored; at worst, right-leaning voters who are leery
of his running mate will have new reasons not to vote GOP this year.
Doubling down on the coup and treating Mike Pence as if he’s Gen. Jack D. Ripper isn’t
what you do if you’re executing a strategy to win the election. It’s what you
do if you’re jonesing on your newfound stature as a prominent demagogue or if
you’re already looking ahead to the next presidential cycle and keen to
position yourself as the populist’s populist.
Whichever is true (probably both), it seems meaningful
that the intellectual on the ticket has developed a
taste for cutthroat demagoguery instead of cultivating a taste among voters
for working-class economic policies.
Maybe that’s a strategic choice. Possibly Vance would
prefer to talk economics but has concluded that what modern Americans really
crave is hair-raising insinuations about their cultural enemies. I won’t
dispute that: Among Never Trumpers (of which Vance was once famously one),
there’s always been a suspicion that it’s not Trump’s immigration policies or
his protectionism or even his celebrity that explains his mystique. It’s the
pro-wrestling pageantry of how he operates. An unserious people wants to watch
its political hero pummel the bad guys, not wonk out over how tax policy might
marginally improve their quality of life. In huffing about the Haitian menace,
J.D. is simply casting his line where the fish are biting.
I think that’s too charitable, though. He’s probably
leaned into demagoguery for the same reason most other demagogues do: He enjoys
it. It makes him feel powerful.
It must be a trip for a poor kid from a broken home to
wake up one day and find the governor of his home state pleading
with him for mercy. It must be wild to watch his claims about immigrants
spreading disease be accepted uncritically by millions despite the fact that they’re untrue.
I’m skeptical that Vance has legs as a MAGA leader into the future—some of his
hobby horses aren’t theirs, and he’s probably already too
disliked to be viable nationally—but you can see a twinkle in his eye when
he talks about foreign infiltrators poisoning American communities.
A man given to saying things like “I
think our people hate the right people” has more Trump in him than he’s
been given credit for. We shouldn’t underestimate him.
Maybe Vance really is the future of populism,
“respectable” or otherwise. He seems to understand what classical liberals—and
Trump—have always intuited, that demagoguery isn’t a vehicle for a more
progressive economic agenda but vice versa. You don’t take the bitter to get
the sweet. You take the sweet in hopes that it’ll win you enough votes to get
the bitter.
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