WHAT'S THE
MATTER WITH
KANSAS?: How
Conservatives
Won the Heart
of America
by
Thomas Frank
Metropolitan Books, 320 pp, $24.00
Thomas Frank is a Kansas expat who has taken the
supreme risk of psychoanalyzing his native state's peculiar politics from a
perch far to the left of acceptable Kansas opinion and drawing conclusions
that have already delighted his more cosmopolitan readers, while
probably making it harder for him to click his heels and go home.
Part economic and social analysis,
part autobiography, and most of all a
jeremiad, What's the Matter With
Kansas? is wonderfully written, sloppily
reasoned, and ultimately far off base.
But as a lively portrayal of the mentality
of middle-class social conservatism
-- what Frank calls "the backlash"
-- this book deserves a readership
beyond those who share his political
conclusions.
Most of Frank's book focuses on
two political anomalies that are especially
prevalent in Kansas: the attachment
of working-class people to the
most conservative variety of
Republicanism, and the belief of conservative
Republicans generally that
they represent a besieged and even persecuted
point of view.
Frank entertainingly documents
both of these phenomena, and argues
persuasively that the right's cult of victimhood
is part of its appeal to middle-income
voters unhappy with their fate
in life.
In one of the few sections of the
book that looks beyond Kansas, Frank
ruthlessly skewers the right-wing pundits
who continue to pose as brave
heretics defying liberal hegemony, even
as Republicans control the entire federal
government and a sizable segment of
the news media. He is most devastating
in his treatment of jetsetter Ann
Coulter's ridiculous pretensions of cultural
solidarity with the sturdy values
of red state proles, and the "intensely
anal" Gary Aldrich, the former FBI
agent who penned a right-wing bestseller
in the 1990s based on his horrifying
experience with the messy offices
and insufficient muscle tone of
Clinton White House staffers.
Frank's central contention, however,
is that the rightward trend among
downscale voters is nothing more than
displaced class warfare cut adrift from its
real -- i.e., economic -- sources by the
absence of political voices challenging a
capitalist system that's screwing them.
Thus, says Frank, working-class
Kansans fretting about the cultural
decay exhibited by "liberal elites" are
being duped into a completely inverted
populism: They support an ideology
that serves the economic interests of
the wealthy while exonerating corporate
America from responsibility for
the very cultural trends they deplore.
This argument takes Frank perilously
close to paternalistic contempt
for the working stiffs he claims to
champion. In the most striking passage
of the book, he imagines a horde of
less-privileged Kansans marching on
Mission Hills, the tony Kansas City,
Mo., suburb where many of the state's
most powerful citizens reside:
"The angry workers, mighty in their
numbers, are marching irresistibly
against the arrogant. They are shaking
their fists at the sons of privilege. ... They are massing at the
gates of Mission Hills, hoisting the
black flag, and while the millionaires
tremble in their mansions,
they are bellowing out their terrifying
demands. 'We are here,' they
scream, 'to cut your taxes.'"
Frank's taste for hyperbole makes
for amusing reading, but it also leads
him into overgeneralizations and factual
errors that undermine his whole
thesis.
He treats the 1990s as one long
unrelieved period of misery for working
folks, as part of his claim that a
bipartisan determination to pursue
pro-business economic policies has disenfranchised
the poor and the struggling
middle class.
I'm no expert on the economy of
Kansas, but nationally, the Clinton
years produced the first sizable gains in
working family income in three
decades, record employment levels for
minorities, record levels of homeownership,
and the largest reduction in the
poverty rate since the 1960s. In his
obsessive reading of right-wing literature,
Frank must have come across the
fact that President Clinton raised
rather than cut taxes on the rich.
Moreover, Clinton did quite well
nationally among the downscale voters
who are the subject of this book. The
big collapse came in 2000, when Al
Gore, posing as the champion of the
"people versus the powerful," largely
refused to campaign on Clinton's economic
record, while perversely exaggerating
his liberalism on cultural
issues.
Another of Frank's dubious planted
axioms is that economic class, not
cultural orientation, is the normal
determinant of partisan identifica-
tion. This is the basis for his claim
that the power of cultural issues in
shaping the electorate must represent
a hoax and a betrayal of the legitimate
interests of voters. But for most of
American history, a host of non-economic
factors -- religion, ethnicity,
region, local rivalries, and group reactions
to traumatic events such as
wars -- have been far more important
in determining political affiliation
than household income. Despite
modest Democratic gains among
upscale voters and modest Republican
gains among the non-college-educated
middle class in recent years,
today's partisan divide is much more
class-based than it has been for most
of our history.
Frank truly loses touch with reality
in his brief but angry denunciation of
New Democrats for "betraying the
working class" and leaving downscale
voters with no option other than
impotent cultural warfare. His description
of the Democratic Leadership
Council, which he adapted into Los
Angeles Times and New York Times op-ed
articles, is an organization that "has
long been pushing the party to forget
blue-collar voters and concentrate
instead on recruiting affluent, whitecollar
professionals who are liberal on
social issues. ... Like the conservatives,
they take economic issues off the
table." Adding insult to ignorance,
Frank suggests New Democrats are
pursuing this strategy to "Hoover up"
campaign funds from "business interests."
To borrow a simile from the Kansas
baseball guru Bill James, Thomas
Frank knows as much about the DLC
as a meadowlark knows about the Feast
of the Epiphany. The DLC was, in fact,
formed to regain the Democratic
Party's identification with "the economic
aspirations and mainstream values
of the middle class." The group has
never, ever, suggested that Democrats
"forget" blue-collar voters and has
encouraged Democrats to pursue
opportunities up the income scale to
expand, not change, the party base, at
a time when the base simply does not
add up to a majority.
Far from "taking economic issues
off the table," the DLC has treated
Clinton's economic record as the
proudest New Democrat accomplishment
and, contrary to Frank's suggestion,
the organization has relentlessly
criticized George W. Bush's poor economic
record, his reverse-Robin-Hood
fiscal policies, and his corporate cronyism.
That's not all. Frank has it wrong
when he tries to equate New
Democrats with purely corporate
interests. The DLC practically invented
the epithet of "corporate welfare"
for the spending and tax subsidies that
disfigure our economic and fiscal policies.
The corporate-concession, low-wage-
based state economic development
strategies that Frank excoriates in
this book have long been a special
object of scorn for the DLC's think
tank, the Progressive Policy Institute.
As for cultural issues, far from
encouraging Democrats to go left in
pursuit of the latte vote, the DLC has
argued for a "values centrism" aimed at
detoxifying the culture wars, an
approach that Frank himself would
probably endorse if he knew about it.
Anticipating another of Frank's proposals,
the DLC has been very explicit
about the responsibility of Hollywood's
corporate moguls for the trash
culture on display on television and
movie screens across the nation.
Frank's final verdict on New
Democrats is that they are pursuing a
"criminally stupid" electoral strategy
guaranteed to fail in the heartland.
Interesting, then, that the two leading
Democrats who have survived the
"backlash" in Kansas, Gov. Kathleen
Sebelius and Rep. Dennis Moore, are
loud-and-proud New Democrats.
Neither merits any discussion in
Frank's book.
The disconnect between the entertainment
value of this book and the
cranky, conspiracy-theory ideology that
underlies it, inevitably raises comparisons
of Frank with filmmaker and bestselling
author Michael Moore. Like
Moore, Frank is intensely personal in
his political analysis. But, while the
common thread in Moore's work is the
nostalgic desire to restore the stable
Industrial Age paradigm of the Flint,
Mich., of his childhood, Frank's relationship
with Kansas is much more
ambiguous. Growing up in the 1970s in
a modest middle-class family in Mission
Hills, that great symbol of the Kansas
plutocracy, Frank was an avid young
conservative activist until
he painfully discovered the
class- and privilege-based
nature of the social and
economic elites in his state,
and of the Republican
Party structure.
So, while Moore longs
for the social democratic paradise lost
since his childhood, Frank, with the
special disillusionment of shattered
adolescent dreams, must look much
further back for a Golden Age. He's
looked all the way back to the Populist
heritage of Kansas in the 1890s. And
like so many self-styled progressives of
the left, he's looked too far back to be
relevant to the politics of the 21st century.
The bottom line is this: Ignore the
political conclusions, and enjoy the
book. It's ultimately a breezy read, but
not a deep read, for Democrats.