SIGN IN to access Harper’s Magazine
Need to create a login? Want to change your email address or password? Forgot your password?
1. Sign in to Customer Care using your account number or postal address.
2. Select Email/Password Information.
3. Enter your new information and click on Save My Changes.
Subscribers can find additional help here. Not a subscriber? Subscribe today!
In dissecting the Democratic presidential primaries so far, Hillary Clinton seems to be attracting a higher share of working class and older voters, while Obama polls higher with higher-income and better educated. Clinton is the “beer-track” candidate who appeals to blue collar Democrats and retirees; Obama is a “wine-track” candidate beloved by yuppies, students and professors.
This surely reflects style more than substance since there aren’t huge policy differences between the two candidates. But maybe the two camps’ relative success at reaching out to certain constituencies is also reflected in internal campaign demographics.
The Las Vegas Review-Journal has reported on competing carry-out orders placed minutes apart by the Obama and Clinton camps last Friday during campaigning for the Nevada caucuses. Both sides ordered from N9NE Steakhouse at the Palms.
The restaurant delivered more than $1,500 worth of food to the Clinton team, including orders for steak, chicken, salmon and scallops. Pricey food but definitely more beer-track than wine-track, other than for an order of sashimi (and perhaps the lobster pappardelle, which probably falls in between). Food delivered to the Obama side included “two Kobe burgers, two organic chicken sandwiches, and one order of Dover sole.”
More from Ken Silverstein:
Commentary — November 17, 2015, 6:41 pm
The Clintons’ so-called charitable enterprise has served as a vehicle to launder money and to enrich family friends.
Estimated number of calories a person consumes during Thanksgiving dinner:
The earth had become twice as dusty during the past century.
A man sued Pennsylvania state police who detained him for 29 days when they mistook his homemade soap for cocaine.
Subscribe to the Weekly Review newsletter. Don’t worry, we won’t sell your email address!
“Shelby is waiting for something. He himself does not know what it is. When it comes he will either go back into the world from which he came, or sink out of sight in the morass of alcoholism or despair that has engulfed other vagrants.”