Politics

America Needs A Working Class Hero

But we’ll settle for a political party

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The wealthy people have a party. The people interested in social justice have a party. The religious people have a party. Even the racists and sexists have a party.

You know who doesn’t have a party?

The working class. And part of the problem is almost nobody admits they’re in it.

A man working in construction and a woman working in a mid-level office job would seem to be worlds apart. Nobody puts them in the same category, and no political party truly tries to attract both of them.

But they’re both working people, and they both feel misunderstood. The construction worker is wooed by the Republicans and the office worker is wooed by the Democrats, and both are likely to vote accordingly.

People working fast food are in the working class. People working with their hands for a living are in the working class. Plenty of people who dress nicely for work and sit at a computer all day are also in the working class — but they don’t identify themselves as such.

I am working class.

I’m a white, 56-year-old college educated woman who writes for a living, and I’m working class.