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In the early summer of 2015, I could not imagine that immigration had
the power to deliver somebody to the White House. Just 7 percent of
Americans believed immigration was the nation’s most critical challenge,
according to Gallup. Three in four thought it was good for the country.
Only a third said we should admit fewer immigrants. This was half the
share who thought so in the mid-1990s, when California’s governor, Pete
Wilson, ran for reelection by whipping up fears of an illegal alien
invasion. Indeed, it was the lowest share since the 1960s.
Illegal immigration was, after all, pretty contained. There were 1.2 million
fewer unauthorized immigrants in the United States in 2015 than there
had been in 2007, when the implosion of the housing bubble wiped out
the construction jobs that many of them relied on. The economy was
growing briskly, after its painful slog out of the Great Recession, and the
unemployment rate was falling fast, reducing what competition there
might have been between immigrants and American workers for
available jobs.
There is some truth to this. Many of Trump’s voters are among the losers
of America’s economic transformations. He won white voters without a
bachelor’s degree by a thirty-nine percentage point margin over Hillary
Clinton. The 2,584 counties that Trump won in 2016 generated only 36
percent of the nation’s GDP, according to research by Mark Muro and
Sifan Liu of the Brookings Institution’s Metropolitan Policy Program.
They include most of rural and small-town America—depopulated, aging,
in seemingly terminal decline. The 472 counties that voted for Hillary
Clinton, by contrast, accounted for 64 percent of America’s economic
output. This lopsided pattern can be made to fit the view that the “us”
who were left behind by progress voted the smug beneficiaries of
America’s prosperity out of power.
But that is hardly the whole story. It would be a historic mistake to gloss
over the critical, defining role of xenophobia in America’s choice. It was
not a freak event, not a bug in the system. The mix of contempt and
resentment across frontiers of religion, race, ethnicity, and citizenship
that anchored Trump’s seduction of sixty-three million voters has
distorted American politics since the birth of the nation. It defines who we
are.
You may call our condition racial hostility or simply racism. From
America’s slaveholder past through the Civil War and beyond, in the
form of legal segregation across the Jim Crow South and de facto
segregation across the urban North, the poll tax deployed to keep blacks
from the polls, and campaigns against imagined voter fraud to purge
blacks from the rolls, “ethnic divisions”—to give them a tamer name—
have conditioned every turn in the development of the American state.
Standing in the way of social trust, blocking solidarity, they have made
us decidedly poorer. Upon those injustices we have built the most
exceptional country, one in which the most extreme wealth coexists
comfortably with deprivation that has no place in the industrialized world.
The term “melting pot” made its way into the American vernacular
through Israel Zangwill’s homonymous play, which opened at the
Columbia in Washington, D.C., on October 5, 1908. It’s an ersatz Romeo
and Juliet in which a Jewish Russian immigrant and a Christian Russian
immigrant, in New York, overcome the vast historical and cultural chasm
between them. “Germans and Frenchmen, Irishmen and Englishmen,
Jews and Russians—into the crucible with you all!” trumpets the main
character, David Quixano. “God is making the American.” At the
premiere, President Theodore Roosevelt, to whom Zangwill had
dedicated the drama, is said to have shouted, “That’s a great play.”
The indigenous communities living in the United States before all those
Europeans arrived were not invited into the pot, though. Nor were the
descendants of African slaves or the brown Catholic Mexicans from
whom the United States had acquired about a third of its territory sixty
years before. The American alloy certainly had no place for Chinese
immigrants, who were prohibited from gaining American citizenship
under the Chinese Exclusion Act. In 1924, sixteen years after the debut
of The Melting-Pot, Congress passed restrictions limiting legal
immigration from Asia, Africa, and Latin America. They would remain on
the books until 1965.
Over the last half a century or so, however, these disparate peoples
once excluded from the crucible have come to define the de facto
American. As a response, all those Americans of European stock who
melted over the years into the contemporary concept of non-Hispanic
white ditched the crucible metaphor and replaced it with a different
organizing principle: to each his own. For years they circled the wagons,
hoping to bar the nonwhite from the benefits of citizenship. When the
Civil Rights Act stripped them of this ability, they set out to sabotage the
collective American project. Donald Trump is merely a natural step in
this progression.
One of the most notable features of President Trump’s victory was its
whiteness. Sixty-two percent of white men chose him, compared with 32
percent who voted for Clinton. He won a plurality of white women,
beating the first female presidential candidate from a major party in
history by a margin of 47 to 45 percent. He opened a new divide in
American politics, a split between the mostly white homogeneous culture
of small-town America in slow but steady economic decline and the
messy mix of the nation’s vast urban hubs.