I always understood Graham Platner’s political appeal, but I wish more people would admit how much aesthetics played a role. The Maine Democrat’s press photo—his ruddy, sun-splashed face, tousled dirty-blonde hair, matching beard, and pecs bursting underneath a fitted black Henley—could easily be confused with the cover of a romance novel. But no, this youngish, handsome, salt-of-the-earth oysterman and military veteran was running for political office. What’s more, he said all the right things