Incidentals from the leadership
Is the Labour Party doing okay? Is Len Mccluskey still sane? Is anyone actually worried about these things?
Owen Smith is not an interesting man; he just wants to be a workable solution. He’s taken cues from an ever more divided party by offering advances on Burnham-esque policies, such as full renationalisation of the railways, and even stronger versions of the Miliband stuff that didn’t quite cut the bill last time. Of course most people (or rather, most Labour members; it’s unlikely anyone else is bothered) are gaping at the idea of throwing a figure like £200 billion around. Oddly enough, an absolutely giant payload (no pun intended) of investment in vital services would prove useful. Smith simply hasn’t chosen to inform us of where this money comes from, and whether or not he got it from a backlog of Monopoly games.
The short answer: No. The upcoming leadership election in
the Labour Party has gained so much interior traction that it’s forgotten that
a world exists outside committees and secret ballots. Labour’s presence in the
papers over the past months has had nought to do with a serious response to the
newly minted May, aside from minor policy punts by the would-be usurper, Owen
Smith. Truthfully, the man is unassuming, clever in the least offensive kind of
way, and as in-demand as a Tony Blair lookalike post-Iraq. Similes aside, Smith
is the man for the job, where the job is ‘head of making it obvious how
farcical a state the Labour Party is in’. Bereft of any good option, the party
is choosing between a man who stands for oblivion, and a man who stands for
oblivion. I’ve based that last sentence on an average of the rhetoric of Smith
& Corbyn supporters. But who’s telling the truth? Can we actually trust
anyone with the party of the North London middle class bourgeoisie workers?
Owen Smith is not an interesting man; he just wants to be a workable solution. He’s taken cues from an ever more divided party by offering advances on Burnham-esque policies, such as full renationalisation of the railways, and even stronger versions of the Miliband stuff that didn’t quite cut the bill last time. Of course most people (or rather, most Labour members; it’s unlikely anyone else is bothered) are gaping at the idea of throwing a figure like £200 billion around. Oddly enough, an absolutely giant payload (no pun intended) of investment in vital services would prove useful. Smith simply hasn’t chosen to inform us of where this money comes from, and whether or not he got it from a backlog of Monopoly games.
However, this is still a pleasant surprise because it
represents something that has been sorely lacking from Corbyn’s tenure since
roughly the advent of this
video, namely any kind of serious policy suggestion. You cannot be a functioning
opposition unless you demonstrate to the government what you’d be doing differently.
This is something that the next Labour leader should carry through from this
contest, even if the winner is a greying socialist timebomb.
It’s easy to stand up and shout declarations of some sort of
obscure, pre-planned coup that’s been simmering in the background for months.
However, when you consider the state of the Labour party without irony, bias,
or a copy of the Communist Manifesto, you can see that a simmering anger
wouldn’t be unfounded in hindsight. Corbyn failed to tackle the
Conservatives’ cuts to disabled ESA effectively. He failed to recognise
seriously inappropriate statements by Ken Livingstone and simply added to the
list of times he’s been on the wrong side of history (or indeed the party
whip). Perhaps Jeremy Corbyn’s worst crime has been his most impressive feat:
taking victory. We now know Corbyn
never intended to win. He wasn’t prepared to rule and this was again
demonstrated by the lack of big, centre-left names in his original, now
destitute shadow cabinet. If there’s one thing I want to see in my lifetime,
it’s Ed Miliband back on the frontbench. Or perhaps his brother David,
descending from heaven to save us all from what we can now safely label as an
attempt by the far left to manipulate a political party that has for the past
twenty years won seats on a mandate of social justice, rather than worshipping
portraits of Leo (Trostsky, not DiCaprio).
Even those who previously threw themselves behind gears in
the Corbynite machine, such as the almighty Owen Jones, now recognise that
there have been flaws in Corbyn’s leadership. If we lived in a brighter world,
Jones himself might stand to play a greater part in the party; his rhetoric is
boundless and his
smile avoids the frequented trap of looking slightly too much like you actually
hate all plebs. If only it were so easy. With the tools the Labour Party
has, it seems more than clear that it should be looking to shape a progressive
future in 2020 (or at the snap election that every Tory has fervently denied).
To do so, Labour needs a leader that can offer a tour de force. Now that we’ve
been pushed into this dangerous, party-threatening, electoral-oblivion-tempting
coup, we should deal with it the best we can. So listen to Owen. And
also, listen to Owen. Goodness, these names are confusing. And don’t get me
started on Jeremys.
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