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“Why? Something I’ve not seen pre-Trump. Among white Wisconsin voters, it’s a battle between Joe Lunchpail and Nancy Soccermom.”

“He’s a strong player. He’s a smart football player. I’ve got a lot of respect for that guy. You’ve got to bring your lunchpail every play. He plays hard. Most nose tackles don’t play super hard, but he’s an exception. He plays super hard the whole time.”

Our fathers were lunchpail baby boomers, rigid backbones of the postwar world.

The old-fashioned lunchpail jobs that had once been available to boys like me dwindled: plants, factories, camps and rigs closed down.

Wine makes a direct connection between this and the Joe Lunchpail pandering of so many Wells restaurant reviews: “He goes way too far in talking about class and privilege as the impetus for the revolution. The mom-and-pop restaurants he attempts to elevate were the examples of the problem we sought to change. He should not be elevating them and denigrating the change agents.”