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Taylor Swift at Harvard

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Last month, Harvard announced that I would be teaching a class next semester called “Taylor Swift and Her World,” an open-enrollment lecture partly about Swift’s work and career and partly about literature (poems, novels, memoirs) that overlaps with, or speaks to, that work. When the news came out, my inbox blew up with dozens of requests, from as far away as New Zealand. Reporters wanted to know whether Swift would visit the course (not expecting her to), whether her online superfans were involved (some will be), whether Harvard approved (yes, at least so far), and, above all, why a Millennial pop star deserves this kind of treatment at a world-class university.

In some ways, the answer is simple. If the humanities ought to study culture, including the culture of the present day, and Taylor Swift is all over that culture, then of course we should ask why and how the Swift phenomenon came to be. That’s what a cultural historian of the future would do, looking back at how Americans embraced Swift as an artist, debated her rise, and changed their perceptions of her over time. It’s also what a cultural anthropologist would do, decoding the rituals around Swift’s concerts and album drops, or finding cross-cultural patterns in the way that her fans respond to her voice and her work.

I’m a literary critic, though. I write and teach, most often, about how individual works of art and artists function: how the parts of a piece of literature fit together, how they sound, what they say, and what they do for us when we read, hear, or see them. Does Taylor Swift really merit that kind of attention?

[Tyler Austin Harper: The humanities have sown the seeds of their own destruction]

Again, yes. College English courses are of course meant to challenge students, but students also benefit from studying art that they love—art new and old, art in many genres. Works of art—unlike, say, protein-folding experiments or criminal-law trials—exist to move us, to delight us, to transform our emotional lives as well as to change our mind. As the literary scholar Rita Felski has argued, we can learn best about particular kinds of art, and why or whether they matter, by asking what they do to and for the people who love them—especially if those people are us.

My students will analyze Swift’s work, think in detail about it, maybe create footnotes to it, in order to see how the verbal skills and musical elements that move us are not just all in our head—they are choices Swift makes to communicate a particular message or feeling. Students will in turn gain tools for literary and cultural analysis that they can take along as they study other eras and other words, and hopefully discover more art that they love.

People love Taylor Swift for good reasons. She is a songwriter of genius, both as a lyricist and as a musician—one whose work is sophisticated enough to reward close study. Although it goes against a few generations of Dylanology, college classes on Beatles lyrics, and the like to say this, songs (at least in the era of recorded music) don’t work the way page-based poems do—no more so, at least, than novels work like stage plays or stand-up comedy works like memoirs. Taylor Swift writes witty, insightful, sometimes profound words that require tunes and music, and the music requires the words. I’m no musicologist, but I do know something about chords and melodies, and my class will look at how they drive and support her lyrics.

To take one example: Swift’s 2022 song “Anti-hero,” which addresses her public image and the way that both she and her fans have viewed her tumultuous, breakup-studded love life. The final line of the chorus—“It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero”—speaks to the status she knows she’s gained, as the target of both parasocial devotion and brickbats. She knows that her fans might be getting tired of defending her against every slight, but she surely feels exhausted too; she’s projecting. The song’s force comes through not just in the words but in the descending leaps that carry the vocal melody, ending the chorus a full octave plus a major third below the high me near where the chorus begins. The antihero gets a swift descent, and an anticlimax: She’s tired of her turmoil, and she knows we are too, but we keep watching.

[Read: Taylor Swift’s Tinder masterpiece]

I’m not the only one who believes Swift’s body of work fits this kind of analysis. (I’m not even the only college professor teaching a class about her.) My students will be reading my favorite literary writers’ pop-music criticism (Carl Wilson’s, for example), about Swift and other artists. We will be hearing and thinking about other pop-song writers whose skill sets overlap with Swift’s—some of them famous, like Dolly Parton and Prince, and others (Scott Miller, Marcy Mays, Keith Girdler) who had worse luck or fewer extramusical skills to navigate the star-making machinery.

I would not be teaching this course if I did not love Swift’s songs. But I would not be teaching this course, either, if I could not bring in other works of art, from other genres and time periods, that will help my students better understand Swift and her oeuvre. We will be reading two novels by Willa Cather about ambition, talent, and femininity in an earlier Middle America—novels about young women who want to become self-sustaining, recognized musicians, one who succeeds and one who fails. We will be reading James Weldon Johnson’s sharp-edged, irony-driven 1912 novel, The Autobiography of an Ex–Colored Man, about a very different set of barriers for a young man who seeks musical success.

We will also look at three centuries of page-based poetry, meant to be read, not sung, on other topics central to Swift: childhood nostalgia and adulthood regret (William Wordsworth); girlhood, daughters, and heterosexual pessimism (Laura Kasischke); reactions to the haters and the low-down dirty cheats (Alexander Pope). I’ll take advantage, frankly, of a classroom full of Swifties to introduce hundreds of students to these poems. I will also help us attend to the way those poems describe being 15, or being 7, or being a constant target for unruly fans and resentful rivals in the streets of London—an experience that the Swift of her album Reputation shared with the Pope who wrote the great “Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot.”

[From the December 2020 issue: Stephanie Burt on Adrienne Rich]

People (like me) who think that college English courses should study works of art we take pleasure in will, I hope, be happy with these choices. So will people (like me) who think that college English courses should build analytical skills that can be applied in other contexts. As for the people (unlike me) who think that college English classes should focus on classics, on works that have stood the test of time (how much time? whose test? what kinds of works?), I hope they’ll end up happy with this course too. If you want, and I do, more undergraduates to read Pope and Wordsworth, Cather and Johnson, you might notice how many students will come for the Taylor and stay for the other writers involved.

The course, if it works, isn’t just a way to write about and listen to lots of Swift. It’s a way into centuries of literary creation in novels and memoirs, page-based verse, and prose. It’s a way, too, into literary and cultural reception: What do fans do with the work and the artists they admire? That said, it’s also a way through the work of one particular artist, one who has shown many of us her life, and even our own life, in her songs—an artist worthy of study, an artist so many of us already love.

X Is Elon Musk’s Lonely Party Now

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As we close out the year, it’s official: The Twitter we once knew is long gone. Elon Musk’s reinvention of the platform, from its name down to its core features, has rendered it nearly unrecognizable to users. The lead writers of this newsletter, Tom Nichols and Lora Kelley, have each spent time thinking and writing about X, as well as posting and lurking on the platform. I chatted with them recently about Musk’s murky logic and the new internet era he’s accidentally ushered in.

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Isabel Fattal: Do either of you call it X? Does anybody call it X?

Tom Nichols: Nobody I know calls it X. What stupid branding, to go on the internet with something called X. It’s like Musk just doesn’t understand the site that he bought—I think that’s been a problem from day one. Musk wanted the new Twitter to be just like the old Twitter, except it would be a place where he and all of his friends are cool.

A lot of people use the metaphor of a playground, but it’s like walking into a party in an apartment building, and people aren’t laughing at your jokes, so you buy the whole building and say, This is my apartment now, and I own the building, and you have to like me and laugh at my jokes.

Lora Kelley: Musk made changes to the algorithm to help his own posts get more engagement, according to reporting earlier this year. He wants it to be the place where he’s the funniest guy.

Something I’ve heard comedian friends say in the past is: If you’re doing a stand-up set and the audience isn’t laughing, it’s not that there’s something wrong with the audience. There’s something wrong with the jokes that you’re telling. I think Elon Musk is trying to use his billions of dollars to reorient that logic, and it’s not really working.

Isabel: Tell me how you each use Twitter (uh, X) right now.

Tom: I don’t use Twitter professionally as much as I do to post cat pictures and talk about vintage television and swap nerdy tips about gaming. I do post stories from The Atlantic, and I do push my books every chance I get. But I first came to Twitter years ago, when I was a professor, and, as an academic, I had many other resources for substantive conversations—so Twitter was mostly about political arguments while posting little life bits here and there.

These days, my political engagement with the platform has dropped significantly, because it’s too tiring to have to wade through all the crap.

Isabel: Have you had a productive political debate on Twitter in the past six months?

Tom: No. If you had asked about the past six years, I would have said yes.

Lora: I’m largely a lurker at this point. I was never the biggest Twitter user; I have always used it to share article links and do some reporting. I do have this thread of anthropomorphic teeth, my finest expression of Twitter use.

Tom: I have not seen this. Is this something I need?

Lora: Yes!

Isabel: At this point, Twitter isn’t much use for reliable news, but there was a time when users were relying on the platform for news updates—maybe too much. Do you think that an overreliance on Twitter for news was a mistake even in the pre-Musk era?

Tom: It was always a mistake to rely solely on Twitter for news. But it was really useful. I’ll actually say a good thing about Twitter being less useful for news, which is that it doesn’t allow people to live in the moment of a national crisis all day. They actually have to unplug.

Lora: I agree with Tom that relying solely on Twitter for news, to the extent that people were doing that, was a mistake. But I did find it useful to hear directly from people who were living through news events—the day-to-day experiences of living in this country during times of change. I used to find sources for articles on Twitter, but it’s gotten less useful since Musk made changes to features such as search and DM.

It’s a shame that that’s gone. But the site has gotten so bad lately that it’s easy to idealize what it was like before Musk took over. People were being harassed and sharing all kinds of weird, funky information back then, even if the owner of the site wasn’t personally pointing users to this information.

Isabel: We know that the platform has lost some of its users under Musk. Do you think we could see a mass exodus in the coming months?

Tom: All good parties end up in the kitchen, with a small group of people that are having a lot of fun because they’ve moved away from everything. Twitter still has a kitchen; you’re still connected to the people you were connected to five years ago or three years ago. Every now and then, some uninvited doofuses drunkenly stumble through. But by and large, we’re still having fun, just with a smaller group.

We haven’t hit the point where everybody leaves, but there are now multiple places to go in the same building: Bluesky, Threads. It used to be that Twitter was pretty much the only place in the building where there was a good party. Now the party’s dispersed. That’s all Musk really achieved: reminding people that there are other options, and making it conceivable for other platforms to pick up the slack.

Lora: I do think that this has been a gift to Meta and Mark Zuckerberg. It’s ironic: A lot of people are flocking to Threads, but a few years ago, a lot of people in the media and in general wouldn’t have flooded to a Zuckerberg-operated product.

Tom: Elon Musk has achieved the impossible: He’s made people think well of Mark Zuckerberg.

Isabel: How do you each approach the idea of leaving X? Is there one line the platform could cross that would make it impossible to stay?

Tom: The people who leave annoy me, because they’re like the people who say, “If Trump’s reelected, I’m moving to Canada.” You don’t solve anything by going anywhere. You stay and you voice your objections, and you communicate with the people that you want to communicate with.

The one thing that could kill off Twitter is if Musk removes the block function. Then I think everyone would have to leave, because it would become unmanageable.

Lora: For me, it might be less of a dramatic “I’m quitting and never coming back” and more of a decline in my usage, which has already been happening. As someone who writes about these topics, it’s interesting for me to keep an eye on things, but I’m already finding the site less useful.

Tom: We’re never going to get to the end of Twitter, but we’re at the end of Twitter as the most influential social-media site. I also think that could change. If Musk were to leave and grown-ups were back in charge of Twitter, Twitter could actually come back.

Lora: I also wonder if the era of these big, dominant social-media companies is winding down, especially for younger users who are coming of age on the internet. For a few years now, a lot of younger people have been moving toward direct messages, group messages, and smaller-format social-media experiences rather than posting to the world on a feed.

Tom: In that sense, Musk broke the spell. He taught people that they can live without deep engagement on social media.

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Why Black Jesus Made My Grandmother Uncomfortable

By A.J. Verdelle

When I was a tween, and just beginning to be conscious about the giving of gifts, my sisters and I were Christmas shopping at one of the festive pop-up markets in our corner of the city. We found a stellar gift for one of our grandmothers, which we knew for sure she would love …

By her own careful design, Ma Jones was the personification of Black matriarchy: loving, hovering, caring, devoted almost to the point of martyrdom. She worked three jobs not for herself, but for the family; not for herself, but for our future. Not one of us doubted that she modeled herself after Jesus—his behaviors, his ideals …

We found a painting of Jesus who was as chocolate brown as Ma Jones. I can still see her—dark skin ringed with wisdom lines, showing age in the same way as trees …

When gift-giving time came, my sisters and I worked as a team to ceremonially reveal our studiously selected present. Our grandmother looked on, smiling. We carefully unsheeted our Jesus, and we watched our grandmother as recognition slowly dawned … Our grandmother turned and left the room, holding her hand over her mouth. Sacrilege!

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Can Ukraine Clean Up Its Defense Industry Fast Enough?

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The year 2023 has been a grinding one for Ukraine. Battlefield wins have been fewer and less definitive than during the first 10 months of the war, and Russia has gained ground. Now the United States—Ukraine’s biggest military backer—may stop providing assistance. Without that aid, Andriy Yermak, the head of Ukraine’s presidential office, recently said in Washington, Ukraine stands a “big risk” of losing the war.

From the moment Russia attacked Ukraine in February 2022, Kyiv has relied on external help to defend itself. Most of its military needs are funded by outside states, even though the government also spends all taxpayer money on the military. Foreign countries and institutions finance most (and according to some experts, all) of the nondefense parts of Ukraine’s government. Together, Kyiv’s partners have given the country roughly $100 billion in defense aid—about half of it donated by the United States.

[George Packer: ‘We only need some metal things’]

That Ukraine requires outside help is not surprising. With a third as many people as Russia and an economy roughly a tenth as big, Kyiv could have the most sophisticated military in the world, and it would still need external assistance to defeat the Kremlin. But relative size is not the only reason Ukraine has trouble filling its military demands. Kyiv has wrestled with two problems, on and off, for decades: defense corruption and a struggling industrial base. Since well before the Russian invasion, Ukraine has bought military goods at inflated prices and used shady middlemen in its weapons trade. Meanwhile, its domestic defense manufacturers lack the capacity to meet more than a fraction of the country’s requirements.

“Our military is not being properly equipped,” Daria Kaleniuk, a co-founder and the executive director of Ukraine’s Anti-Corruption Action Centre, told me. “The challenge to the country was huge, and our state, particularly our Ministry of Defense, was not able to provide the army with everything it needed.”

Activists, entrepreneurs, and committed government officials across Ukraine are working to expand and clean up the country’s defense sector. They want the country to reform how it buys military supplies, and they’re building companies that can help amp up defense production. Some of Ukraine’s domestic manufacturers dream not only of helping their country defeat Russia, but also of selling weapons to Europe and the United States.

This work is an investment in the country’s future, reformers and entrepreneurs explained to me. Ukraine’s defense sector has long been fundamental to the country’s identity. Making the industry more productive and functional is not only necessary to meet Kyiv’s immediate battle needs, but central to the larger ambition to make Ukraine integral to the West. To secure sustained NATO backing, Ukraine is going to need to demonstrate a cleaner defense sector and, likely, a bigger one. More than that, many Ukrainians suspect that to be fully accepted as a Western nation, their country may have to prove that it can give to NATO states, especially after all it has taken.

During the Cold War, when it was part of the Soviet Union, Ukraine was one of the world’s top defense manufacturers. The republic was home to 750 military factories, including the shipyards that made every Soviet aircraft carrier, as well as plants that produced helicopter engines, ballistic missiles, tanks, and radio-communications systems. On the eve of the Soviet Union’s collapse, Ukraine accounted for a whopping 30 percent of the country’s defense manufacturing.

For Moscow, loading Ukraine up with military factories made sense. Ukraine was on the Soviet Union’s southeastern flank, so it was integral to the Communist bloc’s efforts to contain the West. To that end, Moscow had Ukraine hold—as well as make—large quantities of weapons. When the country gained independence, it inherited a big defense industry and a big military, including more than 6,000 tanks, 1,000 combat aircraft, 500 ships, and 170 intercontinental ballistic missiles.

Almost immediately, Ukraine began shedding these assets. The United States—concerned about Ukraine’s ability to control such a large arsenal—pushed Kyiv to sign a deal to rid itself of long-range missiles and strategic bombers. Ukraine then transferred many of these weapons to Russia and demolished virtually all of the rest. (Only four bombers were spared: Two were converted into environmental-reconnaissance aircraft, and two were put in a museum.) When the country destroyed its final Tu-95 aircraft in 2001, Kyiv even held a ceremony. U.S. defense officials attended.

In retrospect, Ukrainians deeply regret the dismantlement—especially given that Russia has used these very weapons in its invasion. But at the time, the transfer wasn’t so controversial.

“Ukraine wasn’t planning to be a superpower,” Andriy Zagorodnyuk, the country’s defense minister from 2019 to 2020, told me. “We certainly weren’t planning on waging any wars.”

What Ukraine needed, so it seemed, was not a large military but money, particularly for gas. And Russia forgave large chunks of Kyiv’s energy debts in exchange for the stockpiles. Ukraine made even more money by selling many of the arms it kept: Over the course of the early 2000s, Ukraine exported tanks, guns, and other types of weapons all over the globe. From 2009 to 2013, it was the world’s eighth-largest arms exporter. In 2012, it was the fourth. The country’s two biggest customers were China and Pakistan. Russia came in third.

International sales helped keep some of Ukraine’s factories alive. The country’s aircraft- and helicopter-engine manufacturer, for example, stayed afloat by selling motors to the Russian military. But Ukrainian plants specialized in making Soviet-era gear, and international demand for such products nose-dived after the Cold War ended. Kyiv allowed many of its factories to close—and the defense sector to shrivel.

“It had nothing to do with the safety of our country,” Zagorodnyuk told me. “And then it did.”

In 2014, Russia annexed Crimea and, via proxies, invaded Ukraine’s east. So Kyiv drastically shifted course, more than doubling its defense budget: The share of government spending on the military went up 106 percent. Private capital, largely absent from Ukraine’s defense industry, began flowing in.

Yet even as the state ramped up spending, corruption bedeviled its military. The problem went back to Soviet times, when manufacturers routinely bribed officials to purchase overpriced gear, and graft was deeply ingrained in the operation of the defense ministry. In independent Ukraine, too, military officials bought goods at inflated prices in exchange for kickbacks. According to a 2012 analysis by Leonid Polyakov, a former senior Ukrainian defense official, officers took military supplies and used them to build homes. Some officials even auctioned off defense-ministry land.

When Ukrainians drove the country’s corrupt, pro-Russian president from power in the 2014 Maidan revolution, they ushered in a new era of civil-society activism to root out graft. But these efforts did not put an immediate end to the problem. Serhiy Pashinsky, who chaired the Ukrainian Parliament’s defense committee during the back half of the 2010s, controlled a major private arms supplier. His company’s pricing and his cozy relations with state officials came under repeated investigation. In 2019, the son of a senior defense official was caught bribing military factories to purchase overpriced goods he smuggled in from Russia. Pashinsky, Oleh Gladkovsky—the senior official—and Gladkovsky’s son denied wrongdoing.

Western officials paid attention to Ukraine’s struggles. “You also have a battle, a historic battle against corruption,” then–Vice President Joe Biden declared in 2015, while speaking before the Ukrainian Parliament. “You cannot name a single democracy in the world where the cancer of corruption is prevalent.” The vice president called for a major reform effort: “Anything else will jeopardize Ukraine’s hard-won progress and drive down support for Ukraine from the international community,” Biden said. “It’s always tenuous.”

In February 2022, Russia invaded Ukraine, and the country’s defense spending took another leap. Military expenditures went up by a factor of seven from 2021 to 2022. The share of GDP spent on defense multiplied by 10. Kyiv does not say what percentage of that figure goes to military manufacturing, but it is doubtless significant. In a November 2023 interview with the Associated Press, Oleksandr Kamyshin—the minister in charge of defense production—said that artillery-ammunition manufacturing had gone up 20 times in the previous 10 months, and that armored-vehicle production had quintupled. The private sector produced 70 percent of the country’s military purchases in 2022.

Still, the defense industry is struggling. New firms have had trouble raising capital. Russia regularly bombs defense factories. And one complaint comes up again and again: corruption.

Viktor Lokotkov, the chief marketing officer for the drone maker Skyassist, told me that corruption bollixed his supply chain. His company imports necessary components from other countries—but when the firm’s goods hit Ukrainian borders, customs officials held them for ransom. His company is not the only one that had this problem: In early 2023, one of Ukraine’s top legislators estimated that the state lost $271 million a month on customs graft, an amount that was roughly the same before the war.

Procurement scandals, too, have repeatedly hit the defense ministry since the start of the full-scale invasion. In January 2023, for example, an investigative journalist found that the ministry was purchasing eggs at 47 cents apiece—more than twice what they cost in Ukrainian supermarkets. Oleskii Reznikov, the country’s defense minister, denied wrongdoing, saying that the higher prices were the product of “technical mistakes” and not an attempt to skim money off contracts. But the country’s deputy defense minister, who oversaw military procurement, resigned and was arrested for his purchases. Government investigators later accused him, along with another senior government official, of embezzling millions of dollars allocated for buying body armor. In August 2023, journalists discovered that the ministry was overpaying for military jackets from a Turkish company co-founded by the nephew of a legislator. Also this year, the Ukrainian Parliament reported that nearly $1 billion worth of weapons contracts had missed their delivery dates, and some of the funds used to buy them had disappeared into overseas accounts.

[Phillips Payson O’Brien: People forgot how war actually works]

Anti-corruption activists believe that many more scandals lurk where these were found. Defense corruption is particularly difficult to unveil, Kaleniuk, of the Anti-Corruption Action Centre, told me: “It’s hard to do watchdog activities and civil oversight over a sector which is naturally supersecret and super complicated.” And the task is further complicated, she said, by the lack of interest many government officials show in fighting graft. Kaleniuk and other activists point in particular to high-level officials in the presidential office (although not to the president himself). In October 2022, the deputy head of that office, for example, was caught driving a Chevrolet truck donated to the state’s emergency services. At the beginning of December, journalists reported that he was driving a Porsche owned by a wealthy businessman and cheaply renting a mansion from a well-connected construction magnate. Almost two months passed before the deputy stepped down.

Ukrainian activists have used these controversies to apply more pressure to their government. The journalist who uncovered the high egg prices declared that the Ministry of Defense “seems to have increased its appetite for embezzlement” and called for change. In the weeks and months after that story broke, many Ukrainians blasted Reznikov for the waste. A meme circulated, showing Reznikov’s face superimposed on an egg. Some activists, including Kaleniuk, demanded that he step down. Activists also insisted that the government take military procurement out of the hands of the defense ministry.

The pressure resulted in important changes. In September, Zelensky replaced Reznikov with an official who has a track record of eliminating graft. He also replaced the minister in charge of military manufacturing and the person managing the state-run defense company. In June, the government reorganized that company, which has a long history of scandals, in an effort to make it more transparent. The state also began investigating and arresting customs officials, and it fired the top management of its customs service. Finally, Kyiv has created specialized agencies to procure nonlethal and lethal goods for the Ministry of Defense. Together, the new agencies will bring Ukraine’s military purchasing system closer to those of NATO countries.

I spoke with Arsen Zhumadilov, the man appointed to run the nonlethal agency, in October. The job is not his first in government. From June 2019 to August 2023, he led the Ministry of Health’s procurement agency and won plaudits from activists for cleaning up what had been a famously corrupt process. He explained to me why creating a separate purchasing body helps reduce graft: “When the ministry is the one that sets the rules and the one that executes them, there is a temptation to set the rules to favor certain suppliers,” he told me. Having an independent agency in charge of making the actual purchases, Zhumadilov said, adds a check: If the ministry issues a suspiciously restrictive rule governing what can be purchased and from whom, the agency can fight back.

Zhumadilov told me that he would not be intimidated from doing that if needed. Defense corruption, he said to me, went against not just his ethics, but his personal mission. “I am from Crimea,” Zhumadilov said. “I am a Crimean Tatar. And I have a clear interest in making sure our country is strong enough to regain control of my motherland, because I want to go back home.”

Ukraine seems a long way from retaking Crimea—or the many miles of Russian-occupied territory along the way. The much-vaunted counteroffensive has stalled, and in many parts of the country, Kyiv is playing defense. Relations with the West, once unwavering, have weakened. Anti-Ukrainian politicians are gaining prominence in Europe; the new prime minister of Slovakia, for instance, vowed during his campaign not to send “another bullet” to Kyiv. In the United States, Republicans are blocking a new aid package in Congress.

Ukraine has no easy solutions for problems that stem from political dynamics abroad. But one thing it can still do to both strengthen its military and shore up Western support is to expand and clean up its defense sector. Isolationist-minded pro-Trump Republican legislators are using Ukraine's supposed weakness and reputation for corruption as arguments against providing any help at all to Ukraine: “This is a stalemate,” Senator Josh Hawley of Missouri said in September. “Are we just going to spend hundreds of billions indefinitely?” Senator J. D. Vance of Ohio declared that by helping Ukraine, the United States was sending “tax dollars to corrupt governments overseas.” House Speaker Mike Johnson told U.S. Defense Department officials that Ukraine “has a documented history of corruption and government waste.”

There remains a segment of the GOP’s congressional caucus that wants continued aid packages for Ukraine. If Ukraine makes more weapons—and if Washington is confident, as Johnson put it, that “the Ukrainian government is being entirely forthcoming and transparent about the use of this massive sum of taxpayer resources”—these Republicans might have a chance at winning sustained support. The same efforts would stand Ukraine in good stead with the Biden administration—and they would strengthen Ukraine’s bid for accession to the European Union, which has made clear that Kyiv needs to tackle its problem with graft if it wants to be a serious candidate.

[Anne Applebaum: The West must defeat Russia]

For Ukraine, then, ending defense corruption may be essential to defeating the Kremlin. And the payoff could be tremendous. Over the past six months, Ukrainian officials have indicated that they see a vibrant defense industry as a means not just to win the war but, after it, to juice the country’s economy and link it with the West. Ukraine is creating “the arsenal of the free world,” Zelensky boasted at a defense-industries forum in September. Kamyshin told the Associated Press that his country hoped to export its products to its friends, almost as a way of giving back.

Many of the entrepreneurs I interviewed were optimistic about one day selling their products to foreign countries. Ukrainians have developed some creative weapons technology, they told me, and NATO states have been watching the battlefield to decide what kinds of arms to purchase. One Ukrainian drone maker showed me emails indicating that a large American defense contractor had agreed to set up a partnership with his firm.

Becoming a major arms exporter to the West would be a transformative achievement for Ukraine—and would make NATO and EU membership look that much more attainable. Such exports would also carry an unmistakable symbolism: The country that, as a Soviet republic, once made weapons for Moscow would instead become the supplier of the democratic West.

But Kyiv isn’t there yet. Its anti-corruption activists and defense entrepreneurs hope that the West will be patient—and have faith. When Ukrainian corruption scandals make the international news, Kaleniuk told me, she worries that outsiders will conclude that they’re looking at “a super-corrupt country that cannot be helped. But my message is that all these cleanups and scandals are signs that we are changing. There are forces inside the country that are pushing and driving for change.”

The 15 Best TV Shows of 2023

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Television suffered some setbacks in 2023. Soulless reboots seemed to pop up or get announced every few weeks. Distinguishing reality from reality TV became harder to do. And the dual actors’ and writers’ strikes in Hollywood shut down productions while exposing the problems diminishing the quality of the shows being made.

Still, the list below exemplifies the small screen’s creative breadth this year. New programs caught our attention even amid the enormous libraries of projects already available to watch. Returning titles challenged our assumptions about where their plots would lead and how they’d end; other shows pushed the boundaries of episodic storytelling. All proved to be worthwhile viewing—and kept us convinced that we should stay tuned to whatever the medium brings us next.  — Shirley Li

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Succession (HBO)

How do you end a series that spent its entire run questioning the likelihood of its premise? Up until the fourth and final season of Succession, the media magnate Logan Roy (played by Brian Cox) never truly stepped down from his post, perennially thwarting his four adult children’s attempts to jockey for power. In the gulf between Logan’s unrelenting control and the futures that his kids envisioned for their family’s company, the show forced the Roy siblings to confront one another’s depravities again and again.

Season 4, by contrast, brought them together in the face of tragedy. Watching them rally around one another in grief rather than greed boggled the mind, but the show succeeded in puncturing some of their characteristic narcissism. Still, their post-mourning solidarity could last only so long: As the series drew toward its epic conclusion, it became clear that the Roy siblings would always return to their trademark nastiness and caustic wit—even without their father as an obvious adversary. Once again, Succession managed, in offensively lavish environments, to extract new meaning and heightened drama from its cyclical character studies. The rot, as ever, came from within.  — Hannah Giorgis

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Beef (Netflix)

Anger courses through Beef, a searing half-hour comedy about a road-rage incident that escalates into an apparently unstoppable feud. But the show wasn’t just episode after episode of shocking set pieces and characters screaming at one another. Anchored by a pair of fine-tuned performances, it was a rather thoughtful exploration of our instinct—and even need—for outrage. Danny (Steven Yeun), a contractor caring for his younger brother, lives paycheck to paycheck and has cultivated a tough front to survive. Amy (Ali Wong), a wealthy entrepreneur with a nuclear family, is terrified of ruining her sterling reputation as a girlboss who has it all. Both had nowhere to release their pent-up bitterness until they met in traffic, and though their efforts to ruin each other’s lives could be unpleasant to watch, Beef offered a nasty truth: Sometimes, there’s no better motivation than raw fury.  — S.L.

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The Bear (FX)

If The Bear were just a tense restaurant comedy with abundant Chicago in-jokes, it would still be on this list. But the show’s humanistic ethos—its insistence that life is enriched by care, and that food encapsulates care better than virtually anything else—made it unmissable. The second season of Christopher Storer’s FX show contained so much: Olivia Colman peeling mushrooms during an astonishing scene about second chances, Jamie Lee Curtis harnessing all of the holiday rage of all the moms into one colossal eruption, a dreamlike episode set in Copenhagen that tempered the excruciating tension of head chef Carmy (Jeremy Allen White) and his protégée Syd’s (Ayo Edebiri) attempt to finally open their restaurant. And this year, the most perfect moment on television, for me, was Richie (Ebon Moss-Bachrach) taking a pop quiz on elements of service in the kitchen of a three-Michelin-star restaurant, offhandedly referring to a sauce as a “velouté derivative,” screaming “Up your ass!” in triumph upon getting every question right, and then shout-singing the words to Taylor Swift’s “Love Story” on his drive home, vaulting over a speed bump in pure emotional catharsis. For this alone, I would give The Bear anything.  — Sophie Gilbert

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Abbott Elementary (ABC)

The students who attend Abbott Elementary aren’t the only ones experiencing growing pains; the teachers are too. That was the secret to the breakout sitcom’s continued success: Its second season avoided the sophomore slump not only by juggling silly workplace hijinks with the serious struggles faced at an underfunded school, but also by exploring how its characters were still working on becoming true role models for their young charges. Everyone at Abbott, from the self-obsessed principal, Ava (Janelle James), to the school’s wonderfully dry janitor, Mr. Johnson (William Stanford Davis), had much to learn from their students and from one another. That such life lessons came with a heavy dose of humor is the primary reason Abbott Elementary went beyond merely making the grade.  — S.L.

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For All Mankind (Apple TV+)

Alternate histories sometimes work better as intellectual exercises than as narratives, shortchanging their plots in favor of making points about the world we live in—and the ones that could’ve been. The first three seasons of For All Mankind, in imagining a world where the U.S.S.R. won the space race, sometimes overcorrected by fueling their stories with soap operatics and NASA-ex-machina twists. In its fourth installment, though—as a saga that began in the late 1960s hurtles into 2003—the show has become more taut, more finely observed, and more focused on the political relationships that shape humans’ path into the future. (The majority of its episodes aired in late 2023 and will conclude next month.)

The pioneering astronauts Danielle Poole (Krys Marshall) and Ed Baldwin (Joel Kinnaman) now have gray hair and aching limbs and a world-weariness that plagues them even when they navigate other planets. They do not always, however, have the wisdom of their age—and their fallibility, as Earth’s power brokers race to mine a mineral-rich asteroid, is widely shared. This season, collaborations among both people and nations have toppled under the weight of pride, pettiness, greed, fear, anger, whim. And although it’s notoriously difficult to tell good stories about flawed systems, For All Mankind manages to portray the failures with action-movie levels of exhilaration. The season’s setting (Al Gore is a side character, as is George H. W. Bush) further heightens the tension. Humans are forces of physics, bending every timeline we occupy; as the show’s story edges ever closer to our own, its arc becomes ever more familiar—and ever more uncanny.  — Megan Garber

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Dead Ringers (Amazon)

If you love acting, Rachel Weisz (who doesn’t?), and pitch-dark comedy that excoriates the 0.001 percent, then why haven’t you watched Dead Ringers? This is presumptuous—maybe you have. Emmy voters didn’t, I’m guessing, because there’s no way anyone with eyes could see Weisz playing the identical-twin gynecologists Beverly and Elliot Mantle and not festoon her with accolades. The show was, granted, subversive: It considered reproductive health and childbirth through the lens of body horror, and darted between unreliable Beverly and unhinged Elliot with a disorienting lack of definition. But Dead Ringers was deeply funny and extremely sharp, turning David Cronenberg’s melodramatic 1988 movie into a discomfiting analysis of what women’s bodies are worth in this world. Jennifer Ehle, playing the sociopathic scion of a toxic pharmaceutical-heir family, deserves honorable mention, but this was Weisz’s show to win or lose. For me, she won it in a single diner scene where she devoured a cheeseburger so rapaciously that it felt like revolution.  — S.G.

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The Curse (Showtime)

Watching The Curse feels like gazing into a fun-house mirror, uncertain whether the warped image is meant to make you laugh or cringe. The show, co-created by the comedian Nathan Fielder and the writer-director Benny Safdie, follows newlyweds Asher (Fielder) and Whitney (a brilliant Emma Stone) as they film an HGTV program about building and selling eco-friendly homes in a small New Mexico town. (The majority of its episodes aired in late 2023 and will conclude next month.) That sounds straightforward, but The Curse blends elements of horror into its already uncomfortable and blackly comic tone as it explores why Asher and Whitney can’t seem to get their job done. Each episode skewers their self-image as well-intentioned do-gooders while also questioning what being on camera does to a person and their purported values. The answer is a lot more complicated—and a lot more unpredictable—than anything else on air.  — S.L.

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Reservation Dogs (FX)

Since premiering, in 2021, Reservation Dogs was a rare pillar of Native representation both on-screen and behind the camera, quickly garnering attention for its complex portrait of four teens grieving a dead friend, and the Indigenous community from which they hailed. In its third and final season, the show delved into the stories of betrayal and resilience that shaped its characters’ lives well before they were born. True to form, it was alternately hilarious and gutting—and by the final minutes of the series finale, I wasn’t ready to let go of a show that had been such an exemplar of inventive storytelling. How fitting, then, that one of the last scenes involved a recurring character’s final quip to the teen who most needed him: “I can’t really say goodbye, because, you know, it’s, like, a colonial way of talking.”  — H.G.

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Beckham (Netflix)

Beckham could easily have been a puff piece about one of the most famous soccer players of the 20th century. In some ways, it was: The four-part Netflix series, directed by the Oscar-winning Fisher Stevens with its subject’s energetic participation, evaded difficult moments, such as the details of David Beckham’s reported infidelity early in his marriage to the Spice Girl formerly known as Victoria Adams. Still, there was something revelatory in the way the series explored fame and fandom through the lens of sports, not least the way the world loses its collective mind when two über-famous people fall in love. (Taylor and Travis, take note.) We’ve had several revisionist portraits lately of women picked to the bone in public during the 1990s and early 2000s, but Beckham revealed that men could be treated just as viciously, especially in the hypermasculine and grudge-driven realm of soccer. Can professional athletes have it all, if by “all” we mean career success, Premier League glory, committed fatherhood, and a stable relationship with someone whose job is equally demanding? Beckham said: Not quite.  — S.G.

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Jeopardy Masters (ABC)

What if The Avengers, but nerdy? What if the Super Bowl, but with facts? Earlier this year, six champion Jeopardy players faced off in a contest for bragging rights, prize money, and a jaunty piece of hardware dubbed the Alex Trebek Trophy. With a delightful lack of irony, Jeopardy Masters took the old premise of the all-star competition and dressed it up, effectively, as a sporting event. Good-natured trash talk? ESPN-style graphics? Moments of nail-biting tension? Yes, yes, and yes. What distinguished the series in the end, though, were the moments beyond the contest itself. Mattea Roach, the Canadian phenom who had a 23-game winning streak on the standard program, shared, fighting back tears, that their father had died during filming; during one episode, Andrew He announced the birth of his son. In a franchise that has turned stodginess into a selling point, those tender moments were welcome intrusions. They also worked as counters, of sorts, to some of the unforced errors the show has made in recent years. Jeopardy, that decades-old ode to knowledge, may be a source of steadiness in our frenzied and fact-challenged world. But even it will contend, eventually, with the tumult beyond the studio.  — M.G.

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Poker Face (Peacock)

Charlie Cale (Natasha Lyonne), the heroine of Poker Face, can tell when people are lying—a superpower that turns out to be less than helpful when she, while on the run from some shady casino goons, keeps getting sucked into different murder mysteries. Created as a spin on Columbo by the writer-director Rian Johnson, Poker Face might have been a bleak procedural were it not for Lyonne’s charisma, the rat-a-tat dialogue, and the eye-popping landscapes as Charlie traveled across America. Plus, the show boasted a stacked cast of guest performers ranging from acting veterans (Nick Nolte, Ellen Barkin) to rising stars (Stephanie Hsu, Charles Melton). It was joyous to watch, because Charlie’s real superpower wasn’t her ability to spot a lie—it was her talent for connecting with everyone she met.  — S.L.

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The Other Two (Max)

Early in the third and final season of The Other Two, Brooke Dubek (Heléne Yorke) quit her job in the entertainment industry to do, she announced, acts of “undeniable good.” Brooke, committing to the bit, dyed her blond hair brown and turned altruism into an aesthetic (beatific smile, prim button-down, pants so thoroughly khaki that they deserve to be called slacks). Asked what she would do to do Undeniable Good, though, she outsourced the matter to her phone. “Good job,” Brooke typed into Google. And then, reconsidering: “1 mil a year.” And then: “Not ugly inside.”

The search failed (zero returns), but it was a fitting tagline for a show that began its run as a gonzo satire of Hollywood and ended as an exploration of life in an ever more synthetic world. The Other Two’s wackiness was always something of a feint, and its third season was also its smartest. Method acting, Instagram addiction, space tourism, the fickleness of fame, the gift-but-also-curse of being seen—it was all there, filtered through the show’s brand of farcical realism. But the final season, in the end, was about searching. Each member of the Dubek family was trying to find what so many others are too: the difference between performing life and living it. Many of their efforts failed. But they confirmed The Other Two’s ability to create parody that was also, somehow, poignant. What other show would center an entire episode on a picture of a celebrity armpit? And what other show could leave you convinced, as you laugh to the point of tears, that an episode about an armpit is its own form of Undeniable Good?  — M.G.

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The Golden Bachelor (ABC)

If you spend a considerable amount of time watching reality-dating series (guilty), you quickly realize that almost all of the romantic hopefuls’ loathsome behavior can be explained by them being in their early 20s. Throw in copious amounts of alcohol, and you’ve got utter chaos. But what happens if the romantic hopefuls all have fully developed prefrontal cortexes? In The Golden Bachelor, the latest installment of the Bachelor franchise, the 72-year-old widower Gerry Turner dated a group of women 60 to 75 years old. Their season wasn’t wholly free of drama, but The Golden Bachelor did differ wildly from previous iterations of the franchise by keeping its focus squarely on the relationships Gerry developed with the women—and how being on the series changed their relationships to themselves. More than any other recent reality series, the show approached the task of finding love anew by exploring themes of grief, ageism, loneliness, and parental responsibility. But it was also undeniably fun, packed to the brim with competitive pickleball matches, romance-novel photo shoots, food-related gags, and a whole lot of meditative cursing. I won’t be joining Bachelor Nation anytime soon, but I’m definitely hoping we get a Golden Bachelorette.  — H.G.

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Slow Horses (Apple TV+)

You could argue that Slow Horses is as much a workplace comedy about surly misfits who despise one another as it is a breakneck spy thriller. The balance tips more toward the latter in the show’s superlative third season, as the members of Jackson Lamb’s department for intelligence-agency rejects take on their most explosive enemy yet: a heavily armed private militia intent on cleaning up a big MI5 mess with brute force. Rarely is action on TV rendered with such precision, not least on a show where flatulence is a recurring feature and spies get offed not at ski resorts or casinos but on rail-replacement buses. With Gary Oldman’s Lamb moldering right in front of our eyes, Kristin Scott Thomas’s Diana Taverner more fiendishly charismatic than ever, and Sophie Okonedo’s Ingrid Tearney just chillingly evil, Slow Horses is absolutely the best show on Apple TV+. Its only downside is that six episodes at a time never feels like enough.  — S.G.

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Fargo (FX)

The worst thing about Fargo’s latest installment is also its best: It tells stories that finish but do not, strictly, end. The show’s fifth season (the majority of its episodes aired in late 2023 and will conclude next month) presents conflicts that never resolve. Catharsis never comes. The absence feels like an error—what does a story owe to its audience, after all, but a conclusion?—until it feels like the point. Fargo, this time around, tells a story of domestic violence. Dot (Juno Temple) escaped an abusive marriage and built a new and happy life; soon, her first husband (Jon Hamm) tracks her down. What follows is a cat-and-mouse tale of the grimmest sort: She escapes him. He finds her again. Over. And over. And over.

The cycle would be hard to watch were it not for Temple’s performance: Dot proves to be ingenious at the art of self-defense, a doe-eyed MacGyver who turns hair spray and ice cubes into tools of survival, and Temple carries the show by imbuing the character with both steeliness and vulnerability. You admire her; you root for her; you feel for her. Hamm, meanwhile, plays her predator—a sheriff of the “I am the law” variety, armed with tactical weapons and entitlement—as someone so void of emotion that his mere presence becomes chilling. Fargo is rarely subtle in its symbolism, and the struggle between Dot and her abuser, the show makes clear, doubles as an allegory for life under another wayward lawman. The effect is itself chilling. Here are the abuse, the lying, the unchecked power, the regression, the backlash, the unrelenting cruelty—portrayed not as matters of politics, but through a woman who keeps finding her freedom, only to be cornered once more.  — M.G.

They Do It for Trump

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The White House and Senate continue to work frantically toward a deal to supply Ukraine before Congress recesses for Christmas. Supposedly, all leaders of Congress are united in their commitment to Ukraine—so the new speaker of the House, Mike Johnson, insists. Yet somehow this allegedly united commitment is not translating into action. Why not?

The notional answer is that Republicans must have a border-security deal as the price for Ukraine aid. But who on earth sets a price that could stymie something they affirmatively want to do? Republicans have not conditioned their support for Social Security on getting a border deal. They would never say that tax cuts must wait until after the border is secure. Only Ukraine is treated as something to be bartered, as if at a county fair. How did that happen?  

Ukraine’s expendability to congressional Republicans originates in the sinister special relationship between Donald Trump and Vladimir Putin.

Pre-Trump, Republicans expressed much more hawkish views on Russia than Democrats did. Russia invaded eastern Ukraine and annexed Crimea in spring 2014. In a Pew Research survey in March of that year, 58 percent of Republicans complained that President Barack Obama’s response was “not tough enough,” compared with just 22 percent of Democrats. After the annexation, Republicans were more than twice as likely as Democrats to describe Russia as “an adversary” of the United States: 42 percent to 19 percent. As for Putin personally, his rule was condemned by overwhelming majorities of both parties. Only about 20 percent of Democrats expressed confidence in Putin in a 2015 Pew survey, and 17 percent of Republicans.

Trump changed all that—with a lot of help from pro-Putin voices on Fox News and right-wing social media.

At the beginning of Trump’s ascendancy in the GOP, even his future allies in Congress distrusted his pro-Russian affinities. Kevin McCarthy, a future House speaker, was inadvertently recorded in a June 2016 meeting with other Republican congressional leaders, saying, “There’s two people I think Putin pays: Rohrabacher and Trump.” Some in the room laughed. McCarthy responded, “Swear to God.” (Dana Rohrabacher was a Republican House member from California, a notorious Putin apologist, and a joke figure among his caucus colleagues; despite almost 30 years’ seniority in the House, he was kept away from major committee assignments.)

If Trump had not caught a lucky bounce in the Electoral College in November 2016, he’d have gotten the Rohrabacher treatment too. After the Access Hollywood tape leaked, many prominent Republicans, including then-Speaker Paul Ryan, distanced themselves from Trump. In the election, Republicans lost two seats in the Senate and six in the House. Trump himself received a shade over 46 percent of the popular vote—a slightly larger share than John McCain got amid the economic catastrophe of 2008, but less than Mitt Romney in 2012, John Kerry in 2004, and Al Gore in 2000.

[Anne Applebaum: The American face of authoritarian propaganda]

Even if Trump had lost, there would still have been an enlarged constituency for American Putinism among far-right ideologues and social-media influencers. As early as 2013, the prominent social conservative Pat Buchanan had written a column that seemed to hail Putin as “one of us,” an ally in the fight against abortion and homosexuality. Buchanan-style reactionary nationalism exercised a strong influence on many of the next generation of rightist writers and talkers.

By the mid-2010s, groups such as the National Rifle Association were susceptible to infiltration by Russian-intelligence assets. High-profile conservatives accepted free trips and speaking fees from organizations linked to the Russian government pre-Trump. A lucrative online marketplace for pro-Moscow messages and conspiracy theories already existed. White nationalists had acclaimed Putin as a savior of Christian civilization for years before the Trump campaign began.

But back then, none of this ideological or opportunistic pro-Putinism was all that connected to the world of electoral politics or mainstream conservative thought. The future Fox News star Tucker Carlson—soon to be Russia’s preeminent champion in U.S. mass media—publicly avowed his sympathy for Putin only after Trump’s election.

But once Trump became the GOP leader, he tangled the whole party in his pro-Russia ties. A telling indicator came in January 2017, when Trump’s nominee for attorney general, Jeff Sessions, denied—under oath, yet falsely—that he had held two meetings with the Russian ambassador, Sergey Kislyak, during the 2016 campaign. This lie made little sense: As a senator on the Armed Services Committee, Sessions met with foreign ambassadors all the time, and he was never in the slightest implicated in any Trump-Russia impropriety. Why not tell the truth?

The answer seems to be that Sessions had somehow intuited that the Trump campaign was hiding some damaging secret about Russia. Without knowing what that secret was, he presumably wanted to put some distance between himself and it.

The urge to align with the party’s new pro-Russian leader reshaped attitudes among Republican Party loyalists. From 2015 to 2017, Republican opinion shifted markedly in a pro-Russia and pro-Putin direction. In 2017, more than a third of surveyed Republicans expressed favorable views of Putin. By 2019, Carlson—who had risen to the top place among Fox News hosts—was regularly promoting pro-Russian, anti-Ukrainian messages to his conservative audience. His success inspired imitators among many other conservative would-be media stars.

[David A. Graham: Republicans are playing house]

For Republican elected officials, however, the decisive shift seemed to come during Trump’s first impeachment. Trump withheld from Ukraine promised weapons in order to pressure Kyiv to announce a criminal investigation of his likely election rival, Joe Biden.

After the impeachment trial, 51 percent of Republicans surveyed by Pew said that Trump had done nothing wrong. The key to understanding how they could believe that is the concept of “undernews.” During the Obama presidency, more extreme conservative media trafficked in rumors that Obama was secretly gay and having an affair with a male aide, or else that Michelle Obama was secretly transgender. This rubbish was too lurid, offensive, and stupid ever to be repeated on Fox News itself. But Fox hosts regularly made jokes and references that only made sense to viewers who had absorbed the undernews from other sources.

Undernews made itself felt during the first Trump impeachment too. The official defense of Trump, the one articulated by more high-toned hosts, was that the extortion of Ukraine did not rise to the level of impeachment. After all, Ukraine got its weapons in the end: no harm, no foul. In the undernews, however, this defense was backed by an elaborate fantasy that Trump had been right to act as he did.

In this fantasy, Ukraine became the center of a global criminal enterprise masterminded by the Biden family. Trump, the myth went, had heroically acted to reveal the plot—only to be thwarted by the Deep State’s machinations in Washington and Kyiv. Believers in the undernews reimagined Ukraine as a pro-Biden mafia state that had cruelly victimized Trump. They burned to inflict payback on Ukraine for the indignity of Trump’s first impeachment.

This delusory narrative was seldom articulated in venues where nonbelievers might hear it. But the delusion shaped the opinion of believers—and the behavior of those who sought votes from those believers: congressional Republicans.

At first, the Russian invasion of Ukraine in February 2022 appalled almost all elected officials in Washington. A congressman named Mike Johnson, then a Republican backbencher, spoke for many: “Russia’s invasion of Ukraine’s sovereign territory threatens the greatest destabilization of the world order since WWII and constitutes a national security threat to the entire West,” he said in a statement published on the invasion’s first day.

Johnson voted for the first aid package to Ukraine a month later. Then, in May of that year, Johnson reversed himself, joining 56 other Republican House members to vote against a $40 billion package. This was Johnson’s explanation for his coat-turning on Ukraine:

We should not be sending another $40 billion abroad when our own border is in chaos, American mothers are struggling to find baby formula, gas prices are at record highs, and American families are struggling to make ends meet, without sufficient oversight over where the money will go.

These excuses did not make much sense in 2022. They make even less sense in 2023.

The current aid request for Ukraine proposes $14 billion for U.S. border security, including funding for some 2,000 new asylum officers and judges. Because the great majority of asylum claims are rejected, more officers means faster removals and less incentive for border-crossers to arrive in the first place.

As for the baby-formula problem that Johnson cited, that was long ago solved. Gas prices have dropped below $3.20 a gallon nationwide (and to just $2.75 in Johnson’s Louisiana). Wages are once again rising faster than inflation, while Americans’ purchasing power (adjusted for inflation) is erasing the losses it suffered during the pandemic. The complaint about oversight was always untrue, even silly, because almost all funds for aiding Kyiv are actually spent in the U.S. to make and ship the supplies Ukraine needs.

So long as Kevin McCarthy led the House Republicans, the relationship between their leadership and Trump was one of fear and submission. Once Johnson replaced McCarthy, the relationship between the speaker and Trump shifted to active collaboration. McCarthy helped Ukraine as much as he dared; Johnson helps Ukraine as little as he can. Johnson still talks about resisting Russia, but when it comes time to act, he does as Trump wants.

[David Frum: Why the GOP doesn’t really want a deal on Ukraine and the border]

A majority of the House Republican caucus still rejects attempts to cut off Ukraine. A test vote on September 28 counted 126 pro-Ukraine Republicans versus 93 anti. Three-quarters of the whole House favors Ukraine aid. But Johnson and his team now control the schedule and the sequence of events. That group responds to the steady beat of the undernews: Ukraine = enemy of Trump; abandoning Ukraine = proof of loyalty to Trump.

As Trump nears renomination by his party in 2024, the displays of loyalty to him have become ever more obligatory for Republicans. Solidarity with Ukraine has faltered as support for Trump has consolidated. Make no mistake: If Republicans in Congress abandon Ukraine to Russian aggression, they do so to please Trump. Every other excuse is a fiction or a lie.

* Photo-collage image sources: Scott Olson / Getty; Juan Medina / Getty; Kent Nishimura / Los Angeles Times / Getty; Justin Sullivan / Getty.

What Does HUD Even Do?

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The Department of Housing and Urban Development is the agency responsible, one would imagine, for housing and urban development. Over the past two decades, America has done far too little urban development—and far too little suburban and rural development as well. The ensuing housing shortage has led to rising rents, a surge in homelessness, a decline in people’s ability to move for a relationship or a job, and much general misery. Yet the response from the federal government has been to do pretty much nothing.

When the coronavirus pandemic hit, the federal government granted $87 billion to the CDC and other health agencies, and paid pharmaceutical companies billions of dollars to create a vaccine. When the property bubble burst, the Bush and Obama administrations earmarked as much as $100 billion to stem the foreclosure crisis (albeit with horrid results). During the financial crisis, Congress created a $700 billion backstop for failing banks. And to jolt the country out of the COVID recession, Washington disbursed nearly $2 trillion to households and businesses—including putting a temporary moratorium on evictions and providing $46 billion to cash-strapped renters.

What is happening with housing might not seem as dramatic. But that is only because the crisis has been brewing more slowly. Despite the unemployment rate sitting at record lows and household wealth sitting at record highs this year, an also-record number of Americans were experiencing homelessness: 653,104 in just one night this January. And by some measures housing is less affordable now than it has been in half a century. Shaun Donovan, who served as HUD secretary from 2009 to 2014, told me he had “never seen availability problems this bad … Housing has always been a top-three issue in New York and San Francisco. What is changing now is that it is a crisis in red parts of the country, rural parts of the country—in places where it’s never been an issue.”

Yet legislators have not passed a significant bill to get people off the streets and out of shelters. Joe Biden has not signed a law to increase the supply of rental apartments in high-cost regions or to protect families from predatory landlords. Congress has not made more families eligible for housing vouchers, or passed a statute protecting kids from the trauma of eviction, or set a goal for the production of new housing.

For its part, HUD says it is doing what it can. “Housing sets the foundation for everything else in a person’s life,” Marcia Fudge, the HUD secretary, told me in an email. “HUD is doing all in our power to invest in those who have often been left out and left behind.” But the department can only work with the authority and money Congress allots it. As housing costs have risen, as more people have been forced to crowd in with neighbors or camp in their minivans or skip going to the doctor to make rent, neither HUD nor its budget has expanded to meet Americans’ needs. Right now, it subsidizes housing costs for 2 million households, though more than 10 million families spend more than half of their income on shelter.

The country’s lack of a national housing policy is part of the reason we are in a housing crisis, and Washington needs to take a real role in ending it.

In the past few weeks, I asked a number of housing experts why Congress, HUD, and the administration weren’t doing more.

The problem is structural: Washington just isn’t set up to address the housing crisis. The federal government plays a large, but largely indirect, role in the housing market. It operates through incentives, credits, guarantees, and subsidies. Rather than building housing, it makes mortgages cheaper and covers part of market rents. Rather than setting up retirement communities, it provides tax breaks for developers. You could say the country’s real department of housing and urban development is the Treasury Department, along with Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac. The Senate committee responsible for housing is the Banking Committee.

“The biggest footprint is in mortgage markets,” Jenny Schuetz, a housing economist at the Brookings Institution, told me. The Federal Housing Finance Agency—which oversees Fannie and Freddie—“has more practical authority over housing markets than HUD does. And it’s this obscure agency that most people don’t even know exists.” But the Treasury Department, she added, “doesn’t view itself as a housing agency. I don’t think that many people are sitting inside Treasury actively working on housing-access issues.”

It wasn’t always that way. Indeed, Washington played an aggressive role in expanding the country’s housing stock from the 1930s to the 1970s. As part of the New Deal, the government financed the construction of homes for tens of thousands of families. HUD was founded during Lyndon Johnson’s administration and, as part of his Great Society, set out to build or rehabilitate millions of housing units.

But concentrated poverty and social unrest in public housing—and the anti-Black racism it triggered in voters and politicians—led Johnson’s successor, Richard Nixon, to put a moratorium on new government-financed projects. HUD would instead provide eligible applicants with vouchers to help pay for their housing. This would “in the long run be the most equitable, least expensive approach to achieving our goal of a decent home for all Americans,” he told Congress. A decade later, Ronald Reagan gutted the voucher program, slashing HUD’s budget by 60 percent.

As a result, today’s HUD is not much of a housing agency. And it is definitely not much of an urban-development agency. (“I used to joke that I’d like to put the UD back in HUD,” Donovan told me, pointing to the department’s limited community-development efforts.) It lives in the shadow of Reagan: small, narrowly focused, and somewhat disrespected. Its current secretary, Fudge, not only publicly lobbied for a different Cabinet gig after Joe Biden’s election but did so by arguing she did not want to end up at HUD. “It’s always ‘We want to put the Black person in Labor or HUD,’” she told Politico while seeking the USDA post that ended up going to Tom Vilsack. (“These out-of-date comments do not reflect the Secretary’s strong pride in the HUD workforce and the work that HUD has accomplished during her tenure,” a spokesperson responded.) Preceding her in the job was Ben Carson, who had no housing experience and repeatedly asked for his own budget to be decimated.

Nearly all of HUD’s budget goes to its voucher programs. And unlike SNAP benefits or Medicaid coverage, vouchers are not an entitlement; the majority of qualifying families do not get help. (Ninety-three million Americans are on Medicaid; 41 million use SNAP; just 5 million live in a household receiving a voucher.) Applicants languish on waiting lists for years, even decades. Many eligible people don’t bother signing up, and as many as one in three people offered a voucher does not end up using it. Take-up rates are low because the process is so arduous and because landlords discriminate (illegally, but commonly) against voucher recipients.

“Think of lining up families who qualify for food stamps and only one in four families gets to eat,” Matthew Desmond, a Princeton sociologist and the author of the book Evicted, told me. “That’s exactly how we treat housing policy today. It doesn’t make a lot of sense, because, without stable shelter, everything else falls apart.”

Something else is stopping Washington from addressing the housing crisis: the Tenth Amendment to the Constitution. Land-use policy is not the purview of the federal government. It’s the purview of the states. Congress cannot rewrite Los Angeles’s building code. The White House can’t decide to upzone West Hartford, Connecticut. “I used to spend time with my counterparts in other countries and they’d say, Well, we just updated our national building code and national zoning code. We just wrote a national housing strategy,” Donovan told me. “I’d say, Wait, you have a national building code?

As my colleague Jerusalem Demsas has written, we have delegated our housing policy not just to state and local governments but to every neighborhood’s homeowners association. Residents of a given place have ample opportunities—zoning-board meetings, candidate forums, historical architectural reviews, city-council open mics—to stop development. So they do. And thus mostly wealthy, mostly older people shape policy to their preferences: keeping new families out, maintaining single-family zoning, stopping development, and prioritizing the aesthetics of buyers over the needs of renters.

Local control is going to make it hard to get out of this crisis. “We’ve got 3,000 counties and 40,000 cities and towns,” Schuetz, of the Brookings Institution, told me. “There’s huge variation in not just their political motivations but in their capacity to carry policy out. And there’s no way to implement local reforms in a widespread way, at any kind of scale.”

But Washington can do something—much more than it is doing now. Expand the low-income housing tax credit. Direct even more money to states with high housing costs. Get rid of the law preventing the government from increasing the number of public-housing units. Fix up the units we already have. Make housing vouchers an entitlement, so that every poor family that needs help with rent gets it. Doing all of this would help not just help millions of poor Americans get and stay housed. It would also help boost the supply of affordable apartments and make HUD a strong advocate for all low-income renters. “Maybe I am getting out over my skis here, but I feel like if HUD were an agency funded at the level of need, an agency administering a universal benefit, it would be a different agency,” Desmond told me.

Then it could develop novel policies to address some of the big drivers of today’s housing shortage: building costs and land-use restrictions. The federal government cannot change land-use policies unilaterally. But that doesn’t mean that it is out of policy levers, housing experts told me. It just means that it needs to work somewhat indirectly: providing cash incentives to places that harmonize their building codes, green-lighting dense development near transit hubs, and allowing prefab homes, for instance. The Biden administration is starting to enact these kinds of policies, and pressing Congress to let it do more. In terms of building costs, the federal government can’t do much to lower the price of lumber. But it can allow more skilled immigration for construction workers and tax land to encourage development.

More modest, cheaper policies are at hand as well. For instance, HUD could start advising state and local governments on how to increase their housing supply. “There is a lot of experimentation going on at the local level,” Schuetz told me. “HUD could at the very least be monitoring this stuff, performing research, evaluating what works and what doesn’t.” It could help Tucson learn from Oakland, Iowa from Massachusetts. “This is squarely in HUD’s comfort zone,” Schuetz added, noting that no agency or political entity is doing this work at the moment.

Many of these policies cost money. But the federal government needs to spend more on housing, particularly on multifamily rental housing. The first thing politicians and civil servants in Washington need to do is simply see the housing crisis as the federal government’s responsibility. Universal homeownership was once the explicit goal of the U.S. government; affordable housing for everyone, everywhere, and the end of homelessness should be the policy priority now.

Republicans Are Playing House

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Once upon a time—say, as recently as January 2021—an impeachment inquiry against a president of the United States was blockbuster news. But House Republicans’ party-line vote yesterday to open an impeachment inquiry against Joe Biden is hardly making a ripple.

Several possible reasons explain this. Most people who are paying attention understand that this is an impeachment process about nothing—a conclusion of corruption in search of evidence to back it up. Another is that even if the House does impeach Biden without finding shocking new evidence, the Senate will smother it: Democrats will back the president, and Republicans show no appetite anyway. A third, and related, one is that Biden faces a number of serious political difficulties, and they’re all more perilous for him than this.

All of these add up to an unflattering picture of the lower chamber of Congress right now: Republicans are just playing House. The impeachment inquiry is a prominent example, but others include the spectacle of Kevin McCarthy’s removal; the process to replace him, which even Republicans described in terms unfit for a family magazine; and a failed gambit on reauthorizing intelligence laws this week. This isn’t governance. It’s ludic, and ludicrous.

Since taking over the House, the GOP has launched a series of investigations into the Biden family. Republicans have produced a great deal of evidence that Hunter Biden, the president’s son, has traded on his family name and is involved in all sorts of sleaze. They have not produced any evidence of wrongdoing by his father. Instead, a pattern has emerged in which House Oversight Chair James Comer announces some bold new claim, only for reporters to immediately point out why it doesn’t hold up.

Comer and GOP leaders want to have it both ways: On the one hand, they want to present these as shocking revelations of wrongdoing. On the other hand, they claim that the White House is withholding the evidence of wrongdoing they need to produce revelations, and that formalizing the impeachment inquiry will allow them to do that. Back in September, then–House Speaker McCarthy launched an impeachment inquiry to try to placate right-wing members of the caucus. At the time, moderates were wary. So far, the inquiry has produced nothing other than an embarrassing public hearing in which Republicans’ own witnesses said there was no public evidence that justified an impeachment.

[David Frum: Why the GOP doesn’t really want a deal on Ukraine and the border]

Undaunted, new Speaker Mike Johnson held a vote of the full House to formalize the inquiry, which will afford the inquiry more powers. Moderate members of the caucus have gotten on board, clinging to the claim that the whole thing is just asking questions, and won’t necessarily lead to an attempt at a real impeachment. “I can defend an inquiry right now,” Representative Don Bacon of Nebraska, who opposes impeachment, said. “Let’s see what they find out.” Texas’s Troy Nehls, to his credit, was more honest about the goal: “All I can say is Donald J. Trump 2024, baby.” The House can open an impeachment inquiry whenever it wants, for any reason, and the investigators could find clear evidence of wrongdoing later, but in the past an inquiry has followed from solid, existing evidence. The resolution passed yesterday doesn’t accuse Biden of any high crimes or misdemeanors. This is just playing around.

Despite the flimsiness, the impeachment inquiry seems to be just about the only issue about which Republicans can marshal a majority. McCarthy was unceremoniously tossed by a small but powerful portion of the caucus who were mostly mad that he couldn’t manifest their desires despite Democrats controlling the Senate and White House. Jim Jordan, Steve Scalise, and Tom Emmer couldn’t win enough votes to become speaker. Johnson triumphed, and then promptly agreed to more or less the same fiscal deal that had gotten McCarthy booted, and had to rely on Democratic votes to do so. The whole thing looked like a game—specifically, Calvinball.

Despite his hard-right cred, Johnson is starting to wear out the flealike patience of hard-liners. Many conservative members voted today against a compromise defense bill. On Monday, a conservative revolt forced him to give up a plan to put two competing bills governing the reauthorization of a law that allows surveillance of foreign nationals abroad. That just punts the issue to some time next year. But with McCarthy retiring this month, and George Santos recently expelled, the Republican caucus is only shrinking, and it already doesn’t function as a majority, so cobbling together a position that will attract a GOP majority could be even harder then. Congress has also failed to strike a deal on aid to Ukraine and Israel in exchange for better border security, in part because Republicans won’t say what they want, as my colleague David Frum reported this week.

And that’s the problem with playing House. When Republicans were simply fighting one another and cutting their own leaders off at the knees, it was an embarrassment to the party but also mildly entertaining. But now the chaos has started to affect the rest of the nation. Dithering on how to reform a major intelligence law and holding up aid to American allies poses a risk, in the view of the White House and many members of both parties, to national security. The impeachment probe focuses on the president and could influence the election. None of this is just fun and games.

Nevertheless, Republicans are going through the motions of running the House without actually doing much at all. When Johnson was elected speaker, critics feared that his lack of experience in House leadership would make it hard for him to manage the majority. That was a little unfair—McCarthy, Paul Ryan, and John Boehner, his predecessors as speaker, all had extensive experience and still couldn’t manage the current GOP either. But maybe it also doesn’t matter, as long as all that’s going on is a pantomime of governance.

Why Getting to ‘No’ Is the GOP’s Deal

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“We’re not going to negotiate in the pages of The Atlantic.”

That was the response I got from a congressional staffer when I pressed for some details, any details, on what really separated Democrats from Republicans on aid to Ukraine.

For two years, the Ukrainians have fought heroically to defend their country against Russia’s invasion. The United States and other allies have funded that defense. But Russia has not given up, and past rounds of U.S. aid are nearly exhausted. For Ukraine to keep fighting, it urgently needs more aid.

The Biden administration has sent Congress a request for $61 billion in new funds for Ukraine and $14 billion to help Israel defend itself against Hamas and Hezbollah. The package also includes humanitarian assistance to people displaced by the wars in Ukraine and Gaza, as well as assistance to Indo-Pacific allies, and $14 billion for border security (for a total of $111 billion).

[George Packer: ‘We only need some metal things’]

Republicans in the House and Senate are resisting this request. The ostensible reason is that they want more radical action on the border than the Biden administration has offered. The whole aid package is now stalled, with potentially catastrophic consequences for Ukraine. Ukrainian units are literally running out of ammunition. If supplies of military equipment are interrupted, restarting them will take a while, which means that Ukraine could be left unaided over the winter unless Congress acts in time. And with both the House and the Senate scheduled to go into recess at the end of this week for their Christmas break, very little time remains in which to act.

How is any of this happening? On past evidence, a clear majority of Senate Republicans sincerely want to help Ukraine. Probably about half of House Republicans do too. In a pair of procedural test votes in September, measures to cut or block aid to Ukraine drew, respectively, 104 and 117 Republican votes of the 221 then in the caucus.

The offer that President Joe Biden is making regarding the border represents a meaningful opening bid. The fundamental reason for America’s present border crisis is that would-be immigrants are trying to game the asylum system. The system is overwhelmed by the numbers claiming asylum. Even though the great majority of those claims will ultimately be rejected, their processing takes years, sometimes decades. In the meantime, most asylum seekers will be released into the United States. This makes claiming asylum a rational bet for would-be immigrants to try their luck, and millions of people are doing just that. The $14 billion of proposed additional funding would pay for some 1,600 new staff in the asylum system. New hires can speed up the process, reducing the incentive of de facto U.S. residency pending a claim’s hearing that attracts so many to seek asylum here.

Maybe the Biden administration’s budget proposal on immigration enforcement is not high enough. Asylum abuse might be checked by rejecting asylum seekers who passed through other safe countries on their way to the United States. (Such a policy has been in force in the European Union since 2013.) But in the multilateral negotiations among the White House and Republicans in both houses of Congress, the normal process of offer and counteroffer seems to have broken down altogether. I stress the word seems because getting clarity on the state of play is very difficult—as the response I received from the congressional staffer suggests.

On December 6, Senate Majority Leader Chuck Schumer issued the following invitation to Republicans: Write an amendment detailing everything you want, and the Democratic Senate majority will let you bring it to the floor for a clean vote. That offer was rejected by Senate Republicans. How do you get to “yes” when the other side refuses to state its terms?

In a letter to Biden dated December 5, House Speaker Mike Johnson insisted that nothing less than “transformative” border policies would do. The House Republican vision is contained in a bill known as H.R. 2.

H.R. 2 is certainly transformative. It would rewrite the asylum system from top to bottom; it passed the House in May by the narrow margin of 219–213. All Democrats present plus two Republicans voted no. H.R. 2 is obviously going nowhere in the Senate. For that matter, it’s not at all clear that H.R. 2 would have commanded a majority in the House if there were any prospect of its becoming law. H.R. 2 was an easy vote to please the Fox News audience without any need to weigh potential negative consequences.

So how did this unpopular item become the absolutely indispensable precondition for a Ukraine aid deal?

As well as anyone not in the negotiating room can figure, the impasse on the Republican side is powered by four main impulses:

Playing to the gallery

A lot of House Republicans do not much care about enacting laws and solving problems. They are in Congress to strike poses and score television hits. They do not want to make deals. They want to position themselves as the one true conservative too pure for dealmaking. The only things they’re willing to say they want are the things they know to be impossible.

The politics of domination

On December 4, Republican Senator John Cornyn of Texas told reporters: “There’s a misunderstanding on the part of Senator Schumer and some of our Democratic friends. This is not a traditional negotiation, where we expect to come up with a bipartisan compromise on the border. This is a price that has to be paid in order to get the supplemental.” For many Republicans, what mattered was not what they got but how they got it: We demand, you comply; we win, you lose.

A deal, no matter how juicy, is less interesting to them than a ritual of submission. If they cannot enforce that ritual, they are not interested in any deal.

Intentional failure

The border is Biden’s single greatest political vulnerability. A recent NBC poll puts the Republican advantage on immigration at 18 points and border security at 30 points. Suppose Republicans did extract a big border concession in 2023; suppose they got everything they wanted. Then suppose their policy worked, and the flow of asylum seekers really did taper off dramatically in 2024. Would not the result of that success be only to strengthen Biden’s reelection chances and hurt Donald Trump’s? Maybe the reason Democrats are having so much difficulty getting to “yes” with Republicans is that many Republicans are committed to “no,” regardless of what the offer is.

Animosity toward Ukraine

The premise of much of the reporting about the negotiation is that Republicans sincerely care about the border and are using Ukraine and Israel as leverage in order to get their way on their higher priority. But for some Republicans, at least, stopping aid to Ukraine seems a priority in itself. A few actively subscribe to the pro-Putin politics of the far right. Others—including Speaker Johnson himself—started as supporters of Ukraine but have bent their view under the influence of anti-Ukraine party spirit. (Johnson supported the initial tranche of Ukraine aid in March 2022 but had defected to the anti-Ukraine side by May of that year.) Whatever each member’s motives and story are, the result has delivered them to the point where immigration-for-Ukraine no longer looks to them like a win-win deal.

The story’s not over yet. A last-minute reprieve for Ukraine and for the national honor of the United States may come through. Majorities in both the House and the Senate want this deal to happen. Significant counteroffers for immigration control are on the table, and agreement can surely be found. But the malign forces are strong, and they will not vanish on their own.

[David Frum: Yes, the U.S. can afford to help its allies]

We’re headed to a “no” that will doom Ukraine and disgrace the U.S., while doing nothing to remedy the crisis at the border. A “yes” on both Ukraine and the border is still within reach, if only pro-Ukraine Republicans will press their colleagues to grasp it. If leadership was ever needed, it’s needed now.

What Does the Working Class Really Want?

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This story seems to be about:

Political partisans are always dreaming of final victories. Each election raises the hope of realignment—a convergence of issues and demographics and personalities that will deliver a lock on power to one side or the other. In my lifetime, at least five “permanent” majorities have come and gone. President Lyndon B. Johnson’s landslide triumph over Barry Goldwater in 1964 seemed to ratify the postwar liberal consensus and doom the Republican Party to irrelevance—until, four years later, Richard Nixon’s narrow win augured an “emerging Republican majority” (the title of a book by his adviser Kevin Phillips) based in the white, suburban Sun Belt. In 1976, Jimmy Carter heralded a winning interracial politics called “the Carter coalition,” which proved even shorter-lived than his presidency. With Ronald Reagan, the conservative ascendancy really did seem perpetual. After the Republican victory in the 2002 midterm elections, George W. Bush’s operative Karl Rove floated the idea of a majority lasting a generation or two.

But around the same time, the writers John B. Judis and Ruy Teixeira published The Emerging Democratic Majority, which predicted a decades-long advantage for the party of educated professionals, single women, younger voters, and the coming minority majority. The embodiment of their thesis soon appeared in Barack Obama—only to be followed by Donald Trump and the revenge of the white working class, a large plurality that has refused to fade away.

Recent American history has been hard on would-be realigners. The two parties are playing one of the longest deuce games since the founding. Even with the structural distortion of the Senate and the Electoral College favoring Republicans, the American people remain closely divided. The Democratic presidential candidate has won seven of the last eight popular votes, while the national vote for the House of Representatives keeps swinging back and forth between the parties. Stymied by a sense of stalemate, both now indulge in a form of magical thinking.

Neither side believes in the legitimacy of the other; each assumes that the voters agree and will soon sweep it into power. So the result of every election comes as a shock to the loser, who settles on explanations that have nothing to do with the popular will: foreign interference, fraudulent ballots, viral disinformation, a widespread conspiracy to cheat. The Republican Party tries to hold on to power by antidemocratic means: the Electoral College, the filibuster, grotesquely gerrymandered legislatures, even violence. The Democratic Party pursues a majority by demography, targeting an array of identity groups and assuming that their positions on issues will be predictably monolithic. The latter is a mistake; the former is a threat to democracy. Both are ways to escape the long, hard grind of organized persuasion that is politics.

[From the January/February 2022 issue: Barton Gellman on how Trump’s next coup has already begun]

Two other jarring features define our age of deadlock. One is a radical shift in the two parties’ center of gravity. The signature of elections today is the class divide called education polarization: In 2020, Joe Biden won by claiming a majority of college-educated white voters, the backbone of the old Republican Party. Trump, with a lock on the white working class, lost despite making gains among nonwhite, non-college-educated voters, yesterday’s most reliable Democrats. Meanwhile, on the political stage, cultural and social issues have eclipsed economic issues—even as every facet of American life, whether income or mortality rates, grows less equal and more divided by class.

These two trends are obviously related, and they have a history. From the late 1970s until very recently, the brains and dollars behind both parties supported versions of neoliberal economics: one hard-edged and friendly to old-line corporate interests such as the oil industry, the other gentler and oriented toward the financial and technology sectors. This consensus left the battleground open to cultural warfare. The educated professionals who dominate the country’s progressive party have long cared less about unions, wages, and monopoly power than about race, gender, and the environment. In the summer of 2020, millions of young people did not come out of isolation to protest the plight of meatpackers laboring in COVID-ridden processing plants. They were outraged by a police killing, and they called for a “racial reckoning”—a revolution in consciousness that ended up having little effect on the lives of the poor and oppressed.

For their part, Republicans have spoken the traditionalist language of the working class ever since Nixon’s “silent majority”; Trump dropped the mantra of low taxes and deregulation that used to excite the party when it was more upscale, and directed his message to a base that votes on issues such as crime, immigration, and what it means to be an American. More recently, Republican candidates have turned to anti-“woke” rhetoric. In losing its voice as the champion of workers, the Democratic Party lost many of the workers themselves, and during the past half century, the two parties have nearly switched electorates.

This remapping helps explain the outpouring of new books that pay political attention to those overlooked Americans of all races who lack a college degree, many employed in jobs that pay by the hour—factory workers, home health aides, delivery drivers, preschool teachers, hairdressers, restaurant servers, farm laborers, cashiers. During the pandemic, they were called “essential workers.” Now they’ve been discovered to hold the key to power, giving rise to yet another round of partisan dreaming of realignment, this time hinging on the working class. But these Americans won’t benefit from their new status as essential voters until the parties spend less effort coming up with what they think the working class wants to hear, and more effort actually delivering what it wants and needs.

The economic decline and political migration of the American working class receive the most compelling treatment in Ours Was the Shining Future: The Story of the American Dream, by the New York Times writer David Leonhardt. He describes the rise and fall, from the New Deal to the present, of what he calls “democratic capitalism”—not a neutral phrase, but a positive term for a mixed economy that benefits the many, not just the few. By now, the story of growing inequality and declining mobility is familiar from the work of Thomas Piketty, Gary Gerstle, Raj Chetty, and other scholars. Leonhardt has a gift for synthesizing complex trends and data in straightforward language and persuasive arguments whose rationality doesn’t fully mute an undertone of indignation. He appreciates the power of stories and weaves obscure but telling events and people into his larger narrative: a 1934 strike in the Minneapolis coal yards that showed the political potential of worker solidarity; the mid-century businessman Paul Hoffman, who argued to members of his own class that they would benefit from a prosperous working class; the pioneering computer programmer and Navy officer Grace Hopper, who saw the economic benefits of military spending on technological research.

An economy that gives most people the chance for a decent life doesn’t arise by accident or through impersonal forces. It has to be created, and Leonhardt identifies three agents: political action, such as union organizing, that gives power to the have-nots; a civic ethos that restrains the greed of the haves; and public spending on people, infrastructure, and ideas—“a form of short-term sacrifice, an optimistic bet on what the future can bring.”

All three—power, culture, and investment—combined in the postwar decades to transform the American working class into the largest and richest middle class in history. Black Americans, even while enduring official discrimination and racist violence, closed the gap in pay and life expectancy with white Americans—progress, Leonhardt writes, that “reflected class-based changes more than explicitly race-based changes.” In other words, the right of workers to form unions, an increased and expanded federal minimum wage, and a steeply progressive tax code that funded good schools all reduced racial inequality by reducing economic inequality. But after the 1960s, the economy’s growth slowed, and the balance of power among the classes grew lopsided. American life became stratified. Wealth flowed upward to the few, unions withered, and public goods such as schools starved. In their rush to cash in, elites knocked over taboos that had once restrained the worst extremes of greed. Metropoles prospered and industrial regions decayed. Despite the end of Jim Crow and the growth of a Black professional class, the gap between Black and white Americans began to widen again as the country’s top 10 percent pulled away from the rest.

This economic analysis comes with a political argument that will not be welcomed by many progressives. Leonhardt places blame for the decline of the American dream where it belongs: on free-market intellectuals, right-wing politicians, corporate money. But he also points to the shortsighted complacency of union leaders, and, even more, the changing values and interests of well-educated, comfortable Democrats. Beginning in the early ’70s, they dropped concern about bread-and-butter issues for more compelling causes: the environment, peace, consumer protection, abortion, identity-group rights. The labor movement lost interest in social justice, and progressive politicians lost interest in the working class. Neither George Meany nor George McGovern sang from the New Deal songbook. After the ’60s, “the country no longer had a mass movement centered on lifting most Americans’ living standards.”

Why did the white working class abandon the party that had been its champion? “In the standard progressive telling,” Leonhardt writes, “the explanation for this political shift is race.” Race had a lot to do with it, and Leonhardt affirms that Democrats’ embrace of the Black freedom movement in the ’60s, followed by white backlash (exploited by Republicans with their “southern strategy”) and persistent racism, is a major cause. But the progressive telling falls short on three counts. It’s morally self-flattering and self-exonerating; it’s politically self-defeating (accusing voters of racism, even if deserved, is not the way to convince them of anything); and it fails to explain too many recent political trends. For example, nearly all-white West Virginia remained mostly Democratic decades after the passage of the Civil Rights Act and only turned indelibly red in 2000. According to one estimate, almost a quarter of the working-class white voters who gave Trump the presidency in 2016 had voted for a Black president only a few years earlier. The stark polarization of the current college-educated and non-college-educated white electorate shows the key role of class. And what are we to make of an openly bigoted president running for a second term and increasing his share of the Black and Latino vote?

Leonhardt’s subtler account is rooted in the working class’s growing cultural and economic alienation from a Democratic Party ever more dominated by elites and activists, and out of touch on the issues that hurt less affluent Americans most, especially crime, trade, and immigration. The financial crisis of 2008 was a pivotal event, leaving large numbers of Americans with the sense that the country’s upper classes were playing a dirty game at the expense of the rest.

That fall, I reported on the presidential campaign in a dying coal town in Appalachian Ohio. To my surprise, its white residents were giving Obama a close hearing, and he ended up doing better in the region than John Kerry had. But at a local party gathering, an older white man told me that neither party had done anything to reverse the decline of his town, and that he would no longer vote Democratic, for one reason: illegal immigration. I listened politely and discounted his grievance—I didn’t see any undocumented immigrants in Glouster, Ohio. Why did he care so much?

Leonhardt provides an answer. In a comprehensive analysis, he shows that the 1965 Immigration and Nationality Act, which liberal politicians sold as nondiscriminatory but still restrictive, opened the gates to mass immigration. The result put downward pressure on wages at the lower end of the economy. Again, racial resentment partly explains hostility to large-scale immigration, but Leonhardt shows that rapid demographic change can erode the social bonds that make collective efforts for greater equality possible: “Low immigration numbers in the mid-1900s improved the lives of recent immigrants by fostering a stronger safety net for everybody.” As Democrats were reminded in 2022’s midterms, immigration is less popular among working-class Americans of all races than among college graduates. The mayor of my very progressive city, a son of the Black working class, recently sounded like that working-class white ex-Democrat in Ohio when he warned that the arrival of more than 100,000 migrants “will destroy New York.”

[David Leonhardt: The hard truth about immigration]

These positions reflect class differences in approaches to morality. Drawing on social-science research, Leonhardt distinguishes between “universal” values such as fairness and compassion, which matter more among educated professionals, and “communal” values such as order, tradition, and loyalty, which count more lower down the class ladder. It shouldn’t be surprising that working-class Americans of color sympathize with migrants but don’t necessarily want an open border, that they fear crime at least as much as police misconduct. But their views confound progressives, who see these issues through the almost metaphysical lens of group identity—the belief that we think inside lines of race, gender, and sexuality, that these accidental and immutable traits dictate our politics.

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This worldview provided a sense of meaning to a generation that came of age after 2008, amid upheaval and disillusionment. Because the new progressivism flourished among younger, educated Americans who lived online, its cultural reach was disproportionate, making rapid inroads in universities, schools, media, the arts, philanthropy. But its believers badly overplayed their hand, giving Republicans easy wins and driving away ordinary Democrats. Americans remain a wildly diverse, individualistic, aspirational people, with rising rates of mixed marriage, residential integration, and immigration from all over the world. Any rigid politics of identity—whether the left’s obsession with “marginalized communities,” or its sinister opposite in the reactionary paranoia of “white replacement theory”—is bound to shatter against the realities of American life.

Identity politics has been a feverish interlude following the demise of the neoliberal consensus that prevailed from Reagan to Obama. What will take its place? Leonhardt hopes for a Democratic Party that learns how not to alienate the nearly two-thirds of Americans without a college degree. He believes that education can be a force for upward mobility, but that the current version of meritocracy—built-in advantage at the top, underfunding below—has created a highly educated aristocracy. He advises a renewed emphasis on economic populism, a hard line on equal rights for all but reasonable compromise on other controversial social issues, and a general attitude of respect. His hero is the martyred Robert F. Kennedy, whose 1968 presidential campaign was the last to unite working-class Americans of all colors.

[Yascha Mounk: Where the new identity politics went wrong]

A version of the same argument, with less historical depth and feeling but more charts and polemics, can be found in John B. Judis and Ruy Teixeira’s Where Have All the Democrats Gone? The Soul of the Party in the Age of Extremes. Judis and Teixeira have been explaining their earlier book’s thesis for two decades even as the majority of its title kept failing to emerge. Now they diagnose their error: “What began happening in the last decade is a defection, pure and simple, of working-class voters. That’s something that we really didn’t anticipate.” Like Leonhardt, they call on Democrats to embrace New Deal–style “economic liberalism” (but not Green New Deal–style socialism) and to reject “today’s post-sixties version of social liberalism, which is tantamount to cultural radicalism.” In a series of scathing chapters, Judis and Teixeira show how far left the Democrats’ “shadow party” of activists, donors, and journalists has moved in the past 20 years on immigration, race, gender, and climate.

The authors want a return to the party’s cultural centrism of the ’90s. Instead of decriminalizing the border, which most 2020 Democratic presidential candidates advocated, they call for tighter border security, enforcement of laws that prohibit hiring undocumented immigrants, and a way for those already here to become citizens. They show that middle-ground policies like these and others—the pursuit of racial equality that focuses on expanding opportunity for individuals, not equity of group outcomes; support for equal rights for trans Americans without insisting on a gender ideology that denies biological sex—remain majority views, including among nonwhite Americans. Judis and Teixeira are less persuasive on climate change: Although their gradualism might be politically helpful to Democrats, the country and the planet will be at the mercy of extreme weather that’s indifferent to such messaging.

Joshua Green’s fast-paced, sober, yet hopeful The Rebels: Elizabeth Warren, Bernie Sanders, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, and the Struggle for a New American Politics argues that a Democratic renewal is already under way. Like Leonhardt, Judis, and Teixeira, Green traces the Democrats’ estrangement from working Americans back to the ’70s; he begins his story with a moment in 1978, when Jimmy Carter abandoned unions for Wall Street. The narrative reaches a climax in 2008, when the financial crisis destroyed home values and retirement savings while taxpayer dollars rescued the banks that had triggered it, convincing large numbers of Americans that the system was rigged by financiers and politicians. Because of policy choices by the Obama administration—Democrats’ last spasm of neoliberalism—much of the blame fell on the former party of the common people.

Yet out of the wreckage rose a new group of Democratic stars who sounded like their New Deal predecessors, many of whom were every bit as radical. Taking aim at corporate elites, Green’s protagonists want to increase economic equality through worker power and state intervention. Though Sanders and Warren failed as presidential candidates, Green argues that their populism transformed the party, including the formerly moderate Joe Biden, who has pushed a remarkably ambitious legislative agenda with working-class interests at its center.

Green is a first-rate journalist, but his book suffers from a blind spot: It ignores the role of culture in the party’s struggles with the working class. His analysis omits half the story until the 2016 election, when, he acknowledges, Trump “reshuffled Democratic priorities. As he moved cultural issues to the center of national political conflict, race, gender, and immigration eclipsed populist economics as the focus of the liberal insurgency.” In the face of Trump’s bigotry, Democrats felt compelled to adopt the “maximalist” positions of activists, assuming that these would align the party with “the groups on the receiving end of Trump’s ugliest barbs,” such as Latino immigrants. Instead, the party’s working-class losses began to extend beyond white voters. Green’s answer is to double down on economic populism: “Rather than fear the Republicans’ culture wars—or respond to them by racializing policies that benefit everyone—Democrats should take the opportunity to reestablish the party as serving the interests of working people of every race and ethnicity.”

None of these books offers a shortcut to a new Democratic majority. The erosion of working-class support is too old and too severe to be easily reversed. In fact, it’s the Republican pollster Patrick Ruffini, in Party of the People: Inside the Multiracial Populist Coalition Remaking the GOP, who imagines a coming realignment—for Republicans. Ruffini can’t resist making the case that, in addition to transforming the party, this coalition could become the next permanent majority. To do so, he breezes through some of the same history, and reaches a similar conclusion: Democrats have fallen into a “cosmopolitan trap,” losing their hold on a key constituency in the process.

Ruffini’s most original contribution is to apply close statistical analysis to the past few election cycles as he builds his case for a Republican multiracial coalition. He supplies strong evidence of the moderate social views of most Black, Latino, and Asian American voters. On that basis, Ruffini doesn’t think Democrats can win back their lost supporters just by changing the subject to class. “Democrats may calculate that, simply by focusing on economic issues, they can keep cultural issues from eating into their base,” but they’re wrong, he writes. “When voters’ economic views and social views are in conflict, one’s social stances more often drive voting behavior … Cultural divides are what voters vote on even if politicians don’t talk about them.” Ruffini offers no data to support this conclusion, but it underpins his counsel for a politician like Biden. Never mind his legislative accomplishments that benefit the working class; what he really needs, Ruffini advises in political-operative mode, is a “hard pivot against the cultural left”—he seems to have in mind a Sister Souljah moment—to neutralize Republican attacks.

Though Ruffini doesn’t spend much time on economic policy, it’s worth noting that a few high-profile Republicans have recently discovered that monopolistic corporations can be oppressors, that capitalism tears communities apart. Senators Josh Hawley of Missouri and Marco Rubio of Florida, as well as other politicians, limit this insight to their partisan enemies in Silicon Valley, but a few conservative writers, such as Sohrab Ahmari, the author of Tyranny, Inc.: How Private Power Crushed American Liberty—And What to Do About It, are open to ideas of social democracy. This internal party battle between the old libertarians and the new egalitarians doesn’t seem to interest Ruffini; oddly, given his populist ambitions, he remains unmoved by the anti-corporate critique. Nor does he have much to say about the Republican Party’s descent with Trump into authoritarian nihilism.

Ruffini’s formative years as a professional Republican came during the George W. Bush presidency, and his thinking hasn’t kept up with the America of fentanyl and Matt Gaetz. The populist future of Ruffini’s desires is a wholesome mixture of culturally conservative, “pro-capitalist” families and low taxes. His “commonsense majority” would combine white people who didn’t graduate from college and nonwhite people of all classes, because “the education divide makes a much bigger difference in the attitudes of whites than it does among nonwhites.” It sounds like a twist on the Judis-Teixeira emerging majority of two decades ago. Demography as destiny seduces realigners on both sides.

Ruffini recognizes that Republicans are a long way from attracting enough nonwhite voters to achieve his majority. But, he argues, if the party battles job discrimination based on a college degree, makes voting Republican socially acceptable among Black Americans, and apologizes for the southern strategy, his goal could be realized by 2036. By then, the Democratic Party would presumably be a pious rump of overeducated white people demanding open borders and anti-racist math.

These writers are all trying to solve a puzzle: One party supports unions, the child tax credit, and some form of universal health care, while the other party does everything in its power to defeat them. One president passed major legislation to renew manufacturing and rebuild infrastructure, while his predecessor cut taxes on the rich and corporations. Yet polls since 2016 have shown Republicans closing the gap with Democrats on which party is perceived to care more about poor Americans, middle-class Americans, and “people like me.” During these years, the energy on the left has been fueled by an identity politics that resisted Trump and became the orthodoxy of educated progressives, with its own daunting lexicon. Many Democrats fell silent, out of fear or shame or confusion.

Now, encouraged perhaps by the excesses and failures of a professional-class social-justice movement, and by the relative success of Biden’s pro-worker agenda, they seem to be finding their voice. Judis and Teixeira cite polling data from Wisconsin and Massachusetts as evidence that Americans are less divided on cultural issues than activists on both sides, who benefit by stoking division, would like: “If you look at the country’s voters, and put aside the culture wars, what you find are genuine differences between the parties’ voters over economic issues.” The real disagreements have to do with taxation, regulation, health care, and the larger problem of inequality. Democrats’ way forward seems obvious: emphasize differences on economics by turning left; mute differences on culture by tacking to the middle. If the party can free itself from the moneyed interests of Wall Street and Silicon Valley, and the cultural radicalism of campus and social media, it might start to win in red states.

I want Leonhardt, Judis, Teixeira, and Green to be right. Having long held the same views, I’m an ideal audience for these books and other new ones making related arguments, such as Yascha Mounk’s The Identity Trap: A Story of Ideas and Power in Our Time, Susan Neiman’s Left Is Not Woke, and Fredrik deBoer’s How Elites Ate the Social Justice Movement. Yet the solutions that some of them propose for the Democrats’ working-class problem leave me with a worrying skepticism. In an age of shredded social bonds and deep distrust of institutions, especially the federal government, we can’t go back to New Deal economics. If Ruffini is right, the culture wars aren’t easily put aside. “Guns and religion,” in Obama’s unfortunate phrase, are genuinely held values, not just proxies for economic grievance; conservative politicians manipulate them, but they aren’t inauthentic. Race and gender are more important categories than class for millions of Americans, especially younger ones. Illegal immigration legitimately vexes citizens living precarious lives. Social issues aren’t manufactured by power-hungry politicians to divide the masses. They matter—that’s why they’re so polarizing.

The working class is immense, varied, and not all that amenable to being led. It’s more atomized, more independent-minded, more conspiracy-minded and cynical than it was a couple of generations ago. Although unions are gaining popularity and energy, only a tenth of workers belong to one. Abandoned to an unfair economy while the rich freely break the rules, bombarded with images of fame and wealth, awash in drugs, working-class Americans are less likely to identify with underdogs like Rocky and Norma Rae or the defeated heroes of Springsteen songs than to admire celebrities who pursue power for its own sake—none more so than Trump.

The argument over which matters more, economics or culture, may obsess the political class, but Americans living paycheck to paycheck, ill-served by decades of financial neglect and polarizing culture wars, can’t easily separate the two. All of it—wages, migrants, police, guns, classrooms, trade, the price of gas, the meaning of the flag—can be a source of chaos or of dignity. The real question is this: Can our politics, in its current state, deliver hard-pressed Americans greater stability and independence, or will it only inflict more disruption and pain? The working class isn’t a puzzle whose solution comes with a prize—it isn’t a means to the end of realignment and long-term power. It is a constituency comprising half the country, whose thriving is necessary for the good of the whole.

This article appears in the January/February 2024 print edition with the headline “What Does the Working Class Really Want?”

The Hopeless Spies Who Exemplify Modern Britain

The Atlantic

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“No one enters Slough House by the front door,” the novelist Mick Herron writes in Dead Lions, the second book in his series about an “administrative oubliette” for useless spies exiled by MI5, Britain’s domestic-intelligence agency. “Instead, via a shabby alleyway, its inmates let themselves into a grubby yard with mildewed walls, and through a door that requires a sharp kick most mornings, when damp or cold or heat have warped it.” The rest of Slough House isn’t much better: a nest of abandoned keyboards and empty pizza boxes strewn around by agents who would rather be anywhere else. On the top floor is the lair of the spymaster Jackson Lamb, stinking of “takeaway food, illicit cigarettes, day-old farts and stale beer.”

Herron’s spy-novel series is now 13 years old, the same age as Britain’s floundering Conservative government. After years of obscurity, his books are now best sellers, and Apple has so far adapted three for television under the name Slow Horses, after the first novel in the series. The reviews of the show’s newest season—which premiered late last month and is based on the third novel, Real Tigers—have been adulatory.

I live in Britain. Watching Herron’s stories unfold on-screen, I’m struck by what has—and hasn’t—happened since the first book in the series appeared. The Conservative Party has achieved Brexit and precious little else since 2010, leaving the country feeling pinched, and pessimistic, and stuck.

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In recent films, even James Bond has swapped glamour for grit, but Apple’s Slow Horses goes far beyond that. The humor is pitch-black, and the overriding tone is one of cynicism—the perfect match for post-austerity, post-Brexit, post–Boris Johnson Britain. In the foreground is a succession of double crosses, mole hunts, car chases, and assassinations. The background is a quiet hum of institutional failure, political corruption, and hopelessness. National assets are sold off, extremists are indulged, and no one is trustworthy. The failures of recent Tory rule seem all the more squalid when viewed through the conventions of genre fiction. Forget the Cold War; Britain’s contemporary problems feel less like grand ideological struggles and more like persistent clerical errors. We are a nation of slow horses.

When I first read Herron’s books, I wondered if the murk and mildew of Slough House were an elaborate cover. What better disguise for a great spy than masquerading as a terrible one? But the decrepit building isn’t a novelist’s ruse; the agents working there really are no-hopers, misfits, and has-beens cast out of Regent’s Park, MI5’s gleaming headquarters. “The Park” is everything Slough House is not—a high-tech paradise of ambitious Millennials wearing sharp suits and headset mics. Here is the difference between Britain’s self-image as an international colossus and the reality of its poor productivity and stagnant living standards.

If this were a more conventional spy drama, the hero would be River Cartwright. Played in the Apple series by Jack Lowden, he is the grandson of a former head of the intelligence services: smart, impulsive, and faintly arrogant, and still clinging to idealism. In Herron’s universe, however, Cartwright was robbed of his nepo-baby potential and sentenced to Slough House after shutting down an airport during a training exercise. Over the course of more than a dozen books, he is joined in the crumbling building by a constantly changing cast of addicts, dropouts, the wrongly accused, and the doomed. (Compared with Herron, the Game of Thrones author George R. R. Martin is an amateur at killing characters.) Everyone at Slough House clings to the hope of redemption, in the form of a summons back to the Park, while torturing their fellow rejects with their mere presence.

I only picked up Herron’s books two years ago, after the weight of friendly recommendations became too much to ignore. My late arrival reflects his slow-burn career. A former copy editor, he started to write on the long commute to the office, and initially struggled to find an audience. Slow Horses sold so badly that he couldn’t find a British publisher for the sequel, Dead Lions. He was rescued when his American editor nominated the work for a crime-fiction prize, the Gold Dagger, which it unexpectedly won. Bigger sales followed, as did a new novel or short-story collection almost every year.

The TV version, adapted by the English satirist Will Smith, is just as good as the books, not least because Apple managed to get Gary Oldman to play Lamb. For an actor who likes to disappear into his role, this one is a gift-wrapped delight. Oldman’s transformation—lank hair, bowling-ball belly, elderly-badger stubble—involves the kind of punitive grotesquery that used to win attractive actresses an Oscar. The dandruff and dirt matter, because Lamb is the center of the story arc. In a bleakly cynical world, he follows a strong, if quixotic, moral code. Slough House might be hell, but it’s also a family. Lamb continually insults his employees—in the latest season on Apple, he tells two of them: “I’ve got hemorrhoids that are more fucking use than you.” But the show’s plotline revolves around his efforts to rescue his deputy, Catherine Standish, from a bungled kidnapping. (When he succeeds, he goes right back to taunting her about her alcoholism.)

Lamb understands that his superiors at MI5 are out for themselves. “If Moscow rules meant watch your back, London rules meant cover your arse,” Herron writes in Slow Horses. “Moscow rules had been written on the streets, but London rules were devised in the corridors of Westminster, and the short version read: someone always pays. Make sure it isn’t you.” But Lamb isn’t scheming for promotion. He knows he is a knife in the hands of the security services, and the point of a knife is to be used.

He is also the only character who knows that escape from Slough House is impossible. Over the course of the books, we learn that Lamb is a relic of the Cold War, who was stationed in Berlin just after the Wall came down. He has watched Britain’s decline from postimperial power to rainy Brexit island. The world of Slow Horses has plenty to say about the danger of angry young men—the thugs of the far right, for instance—but it’s also haunted by old ones, the clapped-out survivors of an existential battle who are now moldering away on meager military pensions. (Herron’s female characters are equally flawed: One of the most ruthless backstabbers of the lot is Diana Taverner, ice queen of the Park, played in the television series by Kristin Scott Thomas.) The inevitable comparison is with John Le Carré, and sure enough, River’s grandfather David Cartwright is named after the novelist, who was born David Cornwell. But whereas Le Carré showed a country in decline, Herron’s Britain is fully decayed. In the Cold War, some defectors at least betrayed their country for an ideology. Now the rewards are only power and money.

British writers have a recurrent grumble that television adaptations funded by American money tend to Yankify their characters and settings to suit U.S. audiences. The disastrous film version of Susan Cooper’s The Dark Is Rising, which turned a story saturated with English folklore into a showcase for irritating American child actors, is an obvious example. Even the smart, fun dramedy Sex Education uses the trappings of an American high school despite its setting in rural Wales. Thankfully, Apple has declined to Americanize Slow Horses, which would lose both its charm and its satirical sharpness if transplanted to Pittsburgh or Pensacola. Its version of Britain makes the entire country seem somehow provincial—low-rent, run-down, closed early on Sundays.

Herron has named Slough House after a commuter town in southern England that the poet John Betjeman once suggested was so ugly and depressing that it should be razed to the ground: “Come, bombs and blow to smithereens / Those air-conditioned, bright canteens, / Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans, / Tinned minds, tinned breath.” Although Herron lives in Oxfordshire—in a house with no Wi-Fi—he has also made London itself a character. The real-life British capital rarely feels dangerous, but parts of it certainly seem down-at-the-heels, which fits a series where bike accidents and bureaucracy can be as fatal as gun battles.

Slough House sits opposite the Barbican, a housing estate that architects hail as a brutalist masterpiece and that my brain associates with a fruitless struggle to find the entrance. The area is just north of the City of London, a mixture of sterile skyscrapers and warrenlike alleys with names like Knightrider Street. In one episode of the latest season, Lamb peers into a cake shop in pessimistic, and stuck.

Leadenhall Market, the spiritual home of men in pinstripes boasting about their bonuses. “London was more than one city,” the narrator in Real Tigers declares. There was one “whose views were spacious and [whose inhabitants] spoke in agreeable accents of wealth and plenty”; meanwhile, “the other was cramped, soiled and barbarous, peopled by a feral race who’d strip you bare and chew the bones.”

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Luckily, the books are funny, or their vision would be unremittingly bleak. There is no justice in the world of Slough House: Bad people prosper and the good die young. (Even worse, the mediocre and cowardly—that is, the most relatable characters—also die young.) A recurrent theme of the series is the privatization of government, a process that Herron presents as arrogant predators streamlining an organization so it is briefly more efficient—read: profitable for them—before it collapses into dust. Herron is not reflexively liberal, however. Of Britain’s only left-wing broadsheet newspaper, he writes: “Martin Kreutzmer liked to read The Guardian, because it kept him in touch with that strain of self-lacerating smugness which hoped to inherit the earth, but would have no clue what to do with it.” Still, Herron’s most compelling villain is the fictional right-wing politician Peter Judd, a chilling portrait of how much more destructive Boris Johnson could have been if only he had an attention span. Judd wants to get rich by breaking up the intelligence services and selling the parts to his cronies; Johnson lacked that level of focus, and was reduced to asking for loans from rich businessmen to meet his child-support payments. But both men mask their overweening ambition with an unserious persona and fake bonhomie.

Britain is Slough House: damp and drafty, creaking along, with its basic infrastructure gummed up by neglect, and a ruling class that has insulated itself from failure. Like the Park, the country proceeds seamlessly from screwup to cover-up. If only there were a Jackson Lamb somewhere out there, sitting in a fog of smoke and yesterday’s curry fumes, ready to sort the problems out.