The Last Stand of the Rural Democrats

A summer heat wave had once again sped up the harvest in the Golden Triangle, a mostly flat, fertile pocket of land in Montana’s northern plains. In early August, Jon Tester, the state’s third-term senator, was home, at the end of a long unpaved road, tending to his wheat. Tester calls himself the only “working

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A summer heat wave had once again sped up the harvest in the Golden Triangle, a mostly flat, fertile pocket of land in Montana’s northern plains. In early August, Jon Tester, the state’s third-term senator, was home, at the end of a long unpaved road, tending to his wheat. Tester calls himself the only “working dirt farmer” in the Senate, and despite his critics’ belief that this is mostly performance, he does, in fact, continue to till the soil near the town of Big Sandy, where he has lived his entire life—and which his grandparents settled in following the Homestead Act of 1862, a giveaway of Indigenous land. Tester and his wife, Sharla, had recently bought some additional acres from their neighbors, Verlin and Patty Reichelt. “I just talked to him this morning next to his tractor,” Verlin told me. The Reichelts are recently retired wheat farmers and, like the Testers, part of a vanishing clan of rural Democrats.

When I met the Reichelts for a drink at the Mint Bar and Café, one of the few storefronts in Big Sandy, and asked if they felt comfortable talking on the record, Patty said, “I’m tired of being off the record! I’m so tired of Republicans saying that the Democrats are going to take the guns away.” She pulled out a little card she’d laminated, listing thirty-one priorities the Heritage Foundation’s Project 2src25 suggested for a second Trump term: “Cut Medicare”; “End marriage equality”; “Deregulate big business and the oil industry.” She wanted to be out and proud as an MSNBC liberal, and was feeling good about the burgeoning energy around Kamala Harris and Tim Walz. But when a man in a Trump shirt (“WE’RE TAKING AMERICA BACK”) walked in a few minutes later, and received a compliment from someone at another table, she lowered her voice.

The previous evening, in Bozeman—which has come to be known as “Boz Angeles,” especially after an influx of pandemic-era digital nomads, and where the median price for a home is nearly eight hundred thousand dollars—I’d watched fans of Donald Trump pack the arena at Montana State University. There were toddlers in stars-and-stripes onesies and girls in bedazzled cowboy boots. Bozeman, like Billings and Missoula, tends to vote Democratic, but it has produced a number of prominent Republicans. Trump was preceded onstage by a home-town lineup: Governor Greg Gianforte, Congressman Ryan Zinke, Senator Steve Daines, and candidate Tim Sheehy, the young, blond former Navy SEAL who is trying to unseat Tester and join the ranks of rich guys from Bozeman at the top of Montana politics. It was a big-bellied, masculine affair. The only women to take the stage performed ceremonial roles: Miss Montana, Kaylee Wolfensberger, sang the national anthem; Christi Jacobsen, the secretary of state, led the Pledge of Allegiance.

Trump finally appeared around nine-thirty. His plane had been rerouted to Billings, a long drive away. “I gotta like Tim Sheehy a lot to be here,” he said. “He better win.” Trump himself will certainly win Montana by double digits, as he did in 2src16 and 2src2src. His presence indicated both the importance of the Senate race and his lingering dislike of Tester, with whom he has an old quarrel. In 2src18, Tester had blocked Trump from appointing his former White House physician Ronny Jackson to run the Department of Veterans Affairs. Trump and his son Donald, Jr., responded by making repeat trips to Montana to campaign against Tester. At the recent rally in Bozeman, Trump brought Jackson onstage to call Tester “a sleazy, disgusting, swamp politician.”

Only around a million people live in the entire state, yet, come November, Montana could well determine the balance of power in the U.S. Senate. There are other critical races—in Ohio, Pennsylvania, Michigan, Nevada, Wisconsin, and Arizona—but the Democratic candidates in those places are ahead in most polls. Republicans need to flip just two seats this year to reclaim control of the chamber. In West Virginia, where Joe Manchin is not seeking reëlection, a G.O.P. pickup is assured. And in Montana, where public opinion can be scattered and hard to gauge, Tester has lately seemed to be falling behind Sheehy.

Until somewhat recently, Montanans cast mixed ballots that painted the state a blurry wash of purple. But in the past decade, and particularly since 2src2src, rural Montana, once shaded New Deal blue, has gone MAGA red. (Smaller cities and Indian reservations are split.) At the same time, national politics have displaced local: national campaign money, national broadcast media, and national culture wars. Tester is the last Senate Democrat in a red, rural state, and one of the only congressional Democrats left in the northern swath of America stretching from Seattle to Minneapolis.

Though he has pulled out many unlikely wins, this election is his first on the same ballot as Trump. “I’m sure it’ll matter,” Monica Lindeen, a Democrat who served in the statehouse and as state auditor, told me. “Voting patterns in the state have definitely become more conservative.” The Montanans whom Tester managed to attract in previous cycles either belonged to a kind of F.D.R.-era coalition (metropolitan liberals, union members, Native Americans, conservationists, farmers reliant on subsidies, ranchers on public lands) or were libertarians or Republicans who simply liked him, despite his party affiliation. He has always played up his bipartisanship, rooted in an understanding of “Montana values.” But this year, in the glare of the Presidential race, he has started to sound more like a Republican. Or maybe that’s just what it means, these days, to be a rural Democrat.

Trump’s popularity with Montanans means that any Democrat running for statewide office there needs to pull in MAGA voters. One way to accomplish this is to create some separation between Party and self. In mid-July, Tester, who’s sixty-eight years old, became the second Senate Democrat to publicly break with Joe Biden and call on him not to run for reëlection. (A nonpartisan poll in March showed Tester slightly ahead of Sheehy, while Biden trailed Trump by twenty-one points in the state.) Tester declined to support Harris and Walz before the Democratic National Convention and then skipped out on the Convention altogether. He went to Missoula instead, to do a campaign event with Jeff Ament, the bassist for Pearl Jam, before a big concert. Ament grew up in Big Sandy and played in childhood basketball games that Tester refereed. His father was the town’s mayor and gave Tester his first flattop haircut.

When Tester first arrived in Washington, in 2srcsrc7, after defeating a Republican incumbent, his profile as a seven-fingered farmer (meat-grinding accident), a former public-school music teacher (aspiring saxophonist turned trumpeter, following the meat-grinding accident), and a Democratic senator from a rural state made him unusual, though not nearly as unusual as he is today. His cohort included other non-coastal, centrist Democrats such as Claire McCaskill, of Missouri, and Sherrod Brown, of Ohio. McCaskill was voted out in 2src18, and Brown is currently facing a difficult reëlection battle.

In June, I attended a hearing of the Defense Appropriations Subcommittee, which Tester chairs. The committee was reviewing budget requests for the Reserves and National Guard. A few members of CodePink, the pacifist group, held up their hands, painted red, to protest U.S. support for Israel in its war on Gaza. Other than that, the hearing was dull, an Excel spreadsheet come to life. Tester has made the military, and veterans’ issues in particular, a focus of his career. In Montana, which has one of the highest proportions of veterans of any state in the U.S., he has secured funding for new V.A. clinics and expanded access to mental-health care; his PACT Act addresses the fallout from toxic exposures encountered in the line of duty.

I caught up with Tester after the hearing, for a fifteen-minute interview. (“In Washington, my daily schedules are broken down into fifteen-minute increments in order to accommodate as many meetings as possible,” he writes in “Grounded,” his 2src2src memoir.) He wore a black suit and an orange-striped tie. He sank his big frame into an armchair; his face formed a trapezoid under his signature flattop. Congress had not been especially productive in recent months. We had just heard officials from the Reserves and National Guard testify about delayed budgets and the urgent need for equipment. A comprehensive farm bill was stuck. There was no movement on a solution to the border crisis, which is talked about constantly in Montana, though only two per cent of the population is foreign-born. Tester had joined up with forty-six Republicans to co-sponsor an “immigrant crime” bill, and he opposed the Biden Administration’s attempt to establish minimum-staffing quotas in nursing homes. The quota “is a prime example of a one-size-doesn’t-fit-all policy coming out of Washington, D.C.,” he told me. “We don’t have enough doctors and nurses in Montana.”

When I asked what the highlights of the legislative session had been, he sighed. “Not unlike previous sessions, I really don’t think about what we’ve done, because we’re more focussed on what has to be done,” he said. “During my time here, we’ve lost a lot of folks in the middle. You try to find common ground. Like, on the farm bill, you agree on something and put it on the floor, let the committee fix the problems.” He went on, “Then the people know you’re working. They’re thinking this place is totally screwed up, which it is.”

Tester flies back to Montana nearly every weekend, and maintains the public persona, and social-media accounts, of a small-town farmer or mechanic, the kind of guy every Montanan used to know. “He’s always been this very open, personable, funny guy, which I think has been one of the reasons why he continues to win,” Mike Dennison, a veteran reporter in the state, told me. “This campaign, I am surprised at how much he is completely running away from Democrats and not stopping and saying, ‘Here are the things that Democrats have done that are good for Montana, such as the infrastructure bill and hundreds of millions of dollars for the expansion of broadband.’ ” (When I asked Tester’s campaign about this, no one would respond directly, but they said that he has not shied away from touting these accomplishments.)

While Tester goes it alone, his opponent has hewed close to the national Party. Sheehy is in his late thirties and new to politics. He grew up in Minnesota—Tester’s campaign calls him an “out of stater”—but now presents as thoroughly Mountain West. He writes in his memoir, “Mudslingers,” that the 9/11 attacks spurred him to join the military. He attended the U.S. Naval Academy, where he met his future wife, Carmen, then became a Navy SEAL and was deployed to numerous conflict zones. About a decade ago, he retired from the armed forces, bought ranchland near Bozeman, and started Bridger Aerospace, an aerial-firefighting company that contracts with government agencies to put out wildfires, which have been intensified by climate change. (Sheehy has described climate change as “neither a fantasy nor merely a political tool.”) Watching America’s messy withdrawal from Afghanistan, in 2src21, he grew angry and motivated. “That’s when I called Ryan Zinke, Steve Daines, the Governor, and said, ‘Whatever I can do, I have a personal vendetta against this Administration, old F.J.B.”—Failing Joe Biden—“over there and all his lackeys, who include that stupid, two-faced Tester,” he recalled at a fund-raising dinner in April.

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