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Pivotal Tuesdays
Pivotal Tuesdays
Four Elections That Shaped the Twentieth Century
Margaret O’Mara
PENN
UNIVERSITY OF PENNSYLVANIA PRESS
PHILADELPHIA
Copyright © 2015 University of Pennsylvania Press
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University of Pennsylvania Press
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 19104-4112
Printed in the United States of America on acid-free paper
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
O’Mara, Margaret Pugh, author.
Pivotal Tuesdays : four elections that shaped the twentieth century / Margaret O’Mara.
pages cm
Includes bibliographical references and index
ISBN 978-0-8122-4746-6 (alk. paper)
1. Presidents—United States—Election—History—20th century. 2. Political campaigns—United States—History—20th century. 3. United States—Politics and government—20th century. I. O’Mara, Margaret Pugh. II. Title
JK528.O43 2015
2015009532
For Molly and Abigail, future voters
CONTENTS
Chapter 1. The Great Transformation
Chapter 2. The Progressive Campaign
Chapter 3. The Road to the New Deal
Chapter 4. The Promise of Change
Chapter 5. The Fracturing of America
Chapter 6. Improbable Victories
Chapter 7. Reagan Revolutionaries and New Democrats
AUTHOR’S NOTE
A presidential election changed my life. On 9 July 1992, I stood on the lawn of the Arkansas Governor’s Mansion on a stickily hot Southern summer day. Along with the crowd packed tightly around me, I was waiting to see Bill Clinton emerge from inside with his newly announced running mate, Tennessee Senator Al Gore.
I’d graduated from college earlier that summer without having secured a job, and so returned reluctantly to my hometown of Little Rock to live at home, save some money, and wait until rosier opportunities emerged in seemingly more glamorous and distant cities. Yet within a week of arriving, I had discovered that something very exciting was happening in my sleepy little town: our governor was about to become the Democratic presidential nominee, and his campaign headquarters was a mere mile from my house. I knew Bill Clinton—everyone in this small Southern state knew Bill Clinton—but working for his campaign had never really occurred to me.
Until 9 July. Three days before that, I had rather timidly trekked downtown to Clinton campaign headquarters and offered my services as a part-time volunteer. Immediately, I found myself in the center of a whirl of activity and excitement. Young people from Washington, New York, and Chicago scurried around the building, working from early in the day to late at night. My first day in this hive of activity was spent standing at a copy machine, churning through contribution slips from small donors, watching the currents of campaign energy stream around me. I came back for a second day, and a third. This was turning out to be rather exciting. Then the announcement of the vice presidential nominee prompted all of us, even the lowliest of copy room volunteers, to make the trip to the Governor’s Mansion to see Gore introduced in person.
Standing on the lawn, the July sun beating down on my head, we watched the Clintons and Gores and their children wave to the crowd and the television cameras crowd all around us. My post-graduation funk started to evaporate. This is a cause worth joining, I thought. This is thrilling, and bigger, and important. When offered an official campaign job the next day—moving up from the copy room to the mailroom—I didn’t hesitate.
Twenty years later, after five years as a staff person in the White House and elsewhere in the executive branch, five