My wife and I were in Boston, Massachusetts, on election night. Massachusetts is the quintessential blue state, overwhelmingly Democratic: the only state to be carried by George McGovern back in 1972, routinely derided by Republicans as out of touch and elitist, home to Ted Kennedy and gay marriage. Its capital, and John Kerry’s hometown, Boston, is an old-fashioned Democratic stronghold, a city of muscular trade unionists, angry ethnics and more university students per square inch than any other US city of comparable size. Because my wife, Laura Tyson, had been advising the Kerry…
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