Sherrod Brown is the one for Trump to worry about
With his gravelly voice and his lack of senatorial sheen — even in a wellpressed suit, he somehow radiates rumpledness — Sherrod Brown could have wandered into the Senate from Depression-era proletarian literature. The Ohio Democrat’s populist persona is undiminished by his Yale degree. But, then, Norman Thomas, the Socialist Party’s presidential candidate six times, was Princeton Class of 1905. During the workers’ uprising, martinis will be served at 6 p.m.
Last month, Brown, 66, became just the fifth Ohio senator since the popular election of senators began in 1914 to achieve a third term, winning by 6 percentage points in a state Donald Trump carried by 8 points, a state no Republican has lost while winning the presidency. Brown did 20 points better than Hillary Clinton’s 2016 results in Appalachian Ohio and the industrial Mahoning Valley, and
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The fact that he is a political lifer seems less like a defect than a credential now.
15 points better in Lucas County, an autoworkers’ stronghold. If Democrats are looking for a lefty who can win in 2020, they should look at Brown as seriously as he is looking at running.
The fact that he is a political lifer — elected Ohio’s secretary of state in 1982 at 29, he then served seven terms in Congress — seems less like a defect than a credential now that the nation is two years into its experiment with treating the presidency as an entry-level public office. In the most important vote during Brown’s 25 years on Capitol Hill, he voted against the resolution authorizing the invasion of Iraq.
Although the Democrats’ nominating electorate loathes Trump, it will like the fact that Brown has been principled, consistent and wrong about protectionism, which Trump favors because, like Brown and too many other Democrats, he thinks big government can fine-tune flows of goods, service and capital. Brown’s muscular progressivism, explained in pitiless detail in a 45-page manifesto, should alarm conservatives wary of interventionist government and therefore should thrill progressives with fresh reasons to enlarge the administrative state. He is already intellectually limbered up to compete in the policy-sweepstakes part of the scramble for the nomination.
Ohio has voted for the winner in 45 of the 54 presidential elections since it attained statehood in 1803, and all but two since 1892 — in 1944, when Ohio Gov. John Bricker was Thomas Dewey’s running mate, and in 1960, when Richard M. Nixon defeated John F. Kennedy. The hoary axiom that among senators the only cure for presidential ambitions is embalming fluid does not apply to Brown, who understands another axiom: Anyone who will do what is necessary to become president should not be allowed to be president.
He loves being a senator: At the end of his interview with Clinton when she was auditioning potential running mates, he said he would like to be hers, would like to campaign between Ohio and Iowa, and the day after victory he would like to resign as vice president-elect and return to the Senate. He must decide how ardently he wants the presidency; Democrats must decide how single-minded they are about defeating Trump. Were Brown not a white male, he might be the likely Democratic nominee because, to minds unclouded by the Democratic activists’ superstitions of identity politics, he might look like the optimum challenger to Trump.