In my favorite cartoon from this week's New Yorker, two women are having a drink at a bar and chatting. One says to the other: "I hate to admit it, but a man with a big carbon footprint makes me hot."
Along vaguely similar lines, Joel Kotkin and Fred Siegel write about "The gentry liberals ... They're more concerned with global warming and gay rights than with lunch-pail joes."
Today's presidential candidates vying for the mantle of Harry Truman make crafted populist noises but are transparently not the real thing. The real thing apparently lives on the Republican side in the person of Mike Huckabee (who even the New Yorker has noticed).
A gentry liberal (from either party) will have a very tough time against the genuine article.