Tomorrow is the Iowa caucases and one thing’s for sure: Jeb Bush is going to get squashed.
That means his father, pictured above in uber-WASPy squash-themed necktie (albeit not during his presidency) may be destined to be the last WASP president.
In a Friday editorial for USA Today, Windsor Mann entitled his column “Trump, Jeb and the death of WASPy power.” Here are some soundbytes:
The era of “WASP rule,” according to the New York Times, “is fast fading.” For proof, look no further than Jeb Bush, whose campaign travails, sayeth the Times, “can be seen as perhaps the last, wheezing gasp of the WASP power structure.”
Second only to his surname, Bush’s propriety is his biggest liability as a candidate. Voters don’t want gentlemanliness. They want manliness.
If this campaign has taught us anything, it’s that good manners are bad politics. Which is to say, being a WASP is bad politics.
Consider George H.W. Bush, our last WASP president. Rather than bragging about his days in Greenwich or at Phillips Academy Andover, he talked about how much he loved pork rinds and the Oak Ridge Boys. He won the 1988 election by concealing his Waspishness.
Head over here for the full read.
And speaking of squash, a couple weeks ago Tad Friend had a piece in the New Yorker about his life in squash. Friend is the author of “Cheerful Money,” about life in the twilight of the WASP establishment. I reviewed the book back in 2010 here, and head right this way to find his New Yorker piece. — CC