Politico came out with an article on the Miller/Acosta spat, The Ugly History of Stephen Miller’s ‘Cosmopolitan’ Epithet.

Of course, Politico has it go back to Soviet Anti-Semitism and therefore Miller is a white supremacist, QED so it Trump, yada yada yada…

Politico hits the nail on the head when it comes to defining the connotation of ‘Cosmopolitan.’

So what is a “cosmopolitan”? It’s a cousin to “elitist,” but with a more sinister undertone. It’s a way of branding people or movements that are unmoored to the traditions and beliefs of a nation, and identify more with like-minded people regardless of their nationality. (In this sense, the revolutionary pamphleteer Thomas Paine might have been an early American cosmopolitan, when he declared: “The world is my country; all mankind are my brethren, and to do good is my religion.”). In the eyes of their foes, “cosmopolitans” tend to cluster in the universities, the arts and in urban centers, where familiarity with diversity makes for a high comfort level with “untraditional” ideas and lives.

For a nationalist, these are fighting words. Your country is your country; your fellow citizens are your brethren; and your country’s traditions—religious and otherwise— should be yours. A nation whose people—especially influential people—develop other ties undermine national strength, and must be repudiated.

That’s 110% right, fuckers.  The problem is Politico is Cosmopolitan so embraces that attitude rather than see why it upsets nationalistic conservatives.

Here is sort of the stereotypical idea of a cosmopolitan person:

A moneyed individual.  Perhaps a famous professor or a progressive businessman.  He likes to go to fancy cafes for wine bars and sit and drink and wax philosophical with other like minded, wealthy, progressives with the sort of self righteous hubris that only the erudite progressive can have.  He feels a closeness to other like minded, wealthy, progressives and could/does feel at home at a fancy cafe or wine bar in New York, San Francisco, London, Paris, Brussels, Amsterdam, Rome, etc.  He is a citizen of the world.

So far Politico and I agree.

The problem is, he doesn’t feel at home in Indiana, Nebraska, Texas, or Alabama.  He feels no connection to the denizens of the Rust Belt, Bible Belt, Bread Basket, or Great Plains.  He is an insufferable prick who believes his erudite, progressive, education makes him superior – both morally and intellectually – to the salt-of-the-earth hard working Americans.  He doesn’t understand people outside his bubble, and doesn’t want to.

If that was it, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.  Let him stay in his bubble.  They don’t.  Self assured in their superiority, they want to craft laws and policy that feels good for wealthy, progressives in New York, San Francisco, London, Paris, Brussels, Amsterdam, Rome, etc., but what works for the jet-setting Cosmopolitan doesn’t work for the guy with the pickup truck and no passport in Middle America.  Mr. Cosmo is more than happy to sell out the interests of his fellow citizens, who he is (even if he doesn’t realize it or like it) tied to economically, for a bubble of international elitists.

When the elite from New York or San Francisco cares more about the policy option of another wealthy elite from London or Paris than the opinion of the farmer in Nebraska or the factor worker in Indiana, you get problems and resentment.

This is what Politco wants to ignore.

When the Acostas of the US want an immigration policy that makes the Acostas of London and Paris applaud, but hurts the Joe Sixpack trying to make a living in Western Pennsylvania or Ohio, it’s not unreasonable to tell the Acostas to sit down and shut up because they are being cosmopolitan jackasses.

I don’t believe that Miller was blowing an Anti-Semitic dog whistle.

He was reminding Acosta that we just suffered eight years of Cosmopolitan Obama, who crafted policy based on what his peers in Europe would think about it rather than how Middle America would benefit from it, and Trump wasn’t going to do that shit anymore.

If Acosta wants to live in his Comopolitan bubble, with his head shoulder deep up his own ass, sipping fine wine through an enema bag, let him.  As long as he stays there.  The moment he wants to make national policy fit his view from inside his colon on 5th Avenue, he deserves to be called out.