British politics
Shock: dodgy behaviour is widespread in tabloid newsrooms
Sep 9th 2010, 10:28 by Bagehot
AND so it goes on. Still more witnesses are popping out of the tabloid woodwork to say it is inconceivable that Andy Coulson, the former editor of the News of the World who is now David Cameron's top press adviser, did not know that illegal hacking into mobile telephone messages was endemic in his newsroom. Listen to Tory loyalists and they will tell you that this is a nakedly partisan smear campaign by Labour politicians and their sympathisers in the press, who (a) want a government scalp and (b) hate Mr Coulson's ex-proprietor Rupert Murdoch.
I am sure a lot of this is about partisan politics: it is, after all, the job of the opposition to oppose. I am also sure that a lot of journalists at the papers leading with this story, the Guardian and the Independent, think that Mr Murdoch wields too much power in the political life of this country. But I think political types are failing to understand the psychology that underpins this latest revival of what is now a three year old story.
For quite a lot of journalists with experience of a daily newsroom, the defence mounted by Mr Coulson—that illegal phone hacking was the work of a single rogue reporter, the royal editor Clive Goodman, who concealed his actions from his editors—is a bit implausible. And if there is one thing that drives reporters into a terrier-like frenzy (ok, along with the prospect of food and drink on expenses) it is the belief that someone is being less than frank with them, especially in a manner that they feel insults their intelligence. For Conservatives who see Mr Coulson as a valuable member of their leadership's inner circle, the fact that the press keeps returning to this story again and again is evidence of the shallow, shrill partisan nature of the British media. I am not sure it feels like that from the point of view of the press.
I think that ever since Mr Coulson resigned as editor in 2007, saying he took responsibility for the actions that took place on his watch but insisting that he knew nothing about them, lots of journalists—rightly or wrongly—assumed that they were witnessing a cover-up. When executives from the paper's parent company, News International, told the House of Commons media select committee that a full internal enquiry had convinced them that Mr Goodman acted alone, that just fuelled their outrage. Each new detail that has emerged about the failure of the police to interview anyone from the News of the World other than Mr Goodman (who later went to jail for his actions) was fat on the fire.
Now, this is a blog posting, not a news article. I have no way of knowing what high-ups at the News of the World did or did not know about phone hacking. It is interesting that the latest witness to speak to the Guardian, a former deputy features editor at the tabloid, alleges this morning that listening to the voicemails of celebrities was so widespread that Mr Coulson "would have known that reporters were doing it", but says that individual reporters would not bother to tell bosses each time they had listened in on voicemails. It is also interesting that unnamed former staff allege that the paper knew the risks attached to hacking voicemails, so that, as one claims:
"The News of the World are always very very careful not to use anything that was taped from a phone. We could use it as raw information. You listen to their phone, you know they're going to meet a lover at such a place and such a time, and you're there with a photographer."
Another ex-tabloid hack who declined to give his name (perhaps the least inspiring form of witness imaginable, it must be said) tells the Guardian that it was a regular joke in daily news conferences to keep information about dodgy practices from editors like Mr Coulson, answering questions with "nudge, nudge" or "say no more".
So far, then, no smoking gun. So why are journalists so incredulous? Part of it is the rather startling logic underpinning Mr Coulson's defence. He is, in essence, saying that when he edited the most hard-driving tabloid newspaper in Britain he did not know the true origin of stories brought to him by senior staff. In the acidic summary of Chris Huhne, speaking in 2009 as an opposition Liberal Democrat MP (he is now a coalition cabinet minister), Mr Coulson: "at best, was responsible for a newspaper that was out of control and, at worst, was personally implicated in criminal activity."
Most of it is gut instinct. As a baby reporter, nearly 20 years ago, I worked for a few years for a tabloid newspaper, the London Evening Standard. It was, admittedly a pretty staid tabloid: a commuter paper that boasted of being read by both bosses and secretaries, with posh arts and books sections, lots of straightforward breaking news, fluffy features and lots and lots of articles about house prices. But in those days it was owned by and shared a building with a proper, scary tabloid, the Daily Mail, and the newsroom was reasonably rough and tumble. Two things that dominated life at the Standard make me a bit puzzled by the Coulson defence: one is libel, the other is internal gossip.
It is hard to describe how libel dominates bosses' minds at a British daily newspaper. British libel laws are both ferocious and stacked in favour of plaintiffs: compared to America, for example, it is exceedingly hard to mount a public interest or fair comment defence, and newspapers often find themselves having to prove that plaintiffs are wrong, rather than the other way round. As a result, any story that could conceivably be seen as defamatory (and that was almost any story about some highly litigious celebrities or politicians), triggered endless discussions between editors, in-house lawyers and the reporters working on them. Tough stories could not be published simply because witnesses had told a reporter they were true: the reporter had to convince his editors and the lawyers that the sources would be willing to stand up in court and repeat their claims on oath. That meant that editors obsessed about the precise origins of stories. On a newspaper like the News of the World that lives or dies by sensational scoops and is endlessly defending libel actions, the precise origins of a story are not just a question of professional curiosity for editors. Knowing where a story comes from is a matter of survival.
Nor should outsiders underestimate the importance of gossip to a daily or Sunday newsroom, preferably gossip that is scurrilous or funny, or both. Fleet Street seethes, constantly, with unprovable rumours about well-known people and unprintable stories: it is integral to the self-respecting hack's identity to be able to pass on the latest titbits. I have never set foot in the News of the World. But if it is true that voicemails were being hacked frequently, I struggle to believe that reporters did not share comic or eye-watering bits of gossip that they picked up from phone messages. Which means that everyone must have known about the hacked voicemails. To believe otherwise would be like believing that junior doctors did not share gossip about the man in casualty with comically lewd injuries or some immensely fat patient who had just broken a trolley.
Even unusably smutty photographs are a treasured currency in tabloid newsrooms. Picture desks at different titles constantly exchange snatched paparazzi shots of famous people with no clothes on, having sex outdoors and so on, none of which will see the light of day. Showing off such pictures is one of the social aces that picture editors routinely play at morning news conference, even on the more staid publications.
For a few months, I attended morning conference at the Standard, in a very junior role. The newspaper's then editor was a decent but slightly comic figure who liked to think of himself as one of the lads, striding about in his braces and noisily exchanging gossip with reporters. But compared to the scrawny, chain-smoking veterans on his newsdesk he was in truth remarkably prim. I remember his arrival in conference one morning. All the section editors were bunched around the man from pictures, who was showing them a photograph of a British actress. "Oh, come now, come now, what have you got?" chortled the editor. "Picture of XXX, taken on her hotel balcony at Cannes," said the man from pictures, a taciturn type. "Oh, oh, oh, and what is so interesting, come on, do say," said the editor, chuckling more than ever. The man from pictures barely looked up, replying with withering finality: "You can see her muff."
Blushing deeply, the editor moved swiftly to the daily news list.
David Cameron's press chief becomes a story
Sep 4th 2010, 23:09 by Bagehot
FEW things frighten a British politician as much as a phone call from the News of the World, a ferocious, ruthless Sunday tabloid that is the country's best-selling newspaper. Many British daily newspapers are raucous, salacious and intrusive, while also being astonishingly professional. The NOTW takes all this to another level: no other publication devotes the same resources to getting scoops. The result is a weekly product that routinely crushes the competition, thanks to a potent blend of hard work, money and prurience. At its worst, it combines the cynicism of a brothel madame with the self-righteousness of a lynch mob.
Given all this, it is at once depressing and not hard to see why David Cameron—a man who thrives on projecting a slightly old-fashioned aura of gentlemanly decency—hired as his press chief not just any old poacher turned gamekeeper, but a former editor of the NOTW, Andy Coulson. Mr Coulson, who in his day ran several stories embarrassing to senior Conservative (as well as non-Conservative) politicians, was hired in opposition, and followed Mr Cameron to Downing Street as head of communications, a post that places Mr Coulson deep inside the prime minister's inner circle.
Mr Coulson resigned as editor of the NOTW after the tabloid's royal editor and a private investigator were imprisoned in 2007 for conspiracy to access voicemail messages on the mobile telephones of aides to Britain's royal family. Mr Coulson said at the time he was stepping down to take responsibility for the incident while insisting he had been wholly in the dark about the hacking activities of the journalist, and had never sanctioned such activities. A House of Commons committee looked into this murky tale afresh last year, but did not get very far, expressing exasperation at what the cross-party body called "collective amnesia" among newspaper executives summoned for questioning.
Now Mr Coulson is back in the headlines, after a former NOTW reporter spoke to the New York Times for a lengthy investigative article published this weekend, and alleged that Mr Coulson was aware of phone hacking. Do not hold your breath for any of these allegations to be settled, one way or another. The former reporter accusing Mr Coulson is not what you could call the ideal witness: he was sacked from the NOTW because of drink and drugs problems.
In a statement quoted by the Guardian, the tabloid's management said:
"The New York Times story contains no new evidence – it relies on unsubstantiated allegations from unnamed sources or claims from disgruntled former employees that should be treated with extreme scepticism given the reasons for their departures from this newspaper. We reject absolutely any suggestion there was a widespread culture of wrongdoing at the News of the World."
Meanwhile, defenders and attackers of Mr Coulson are forming up behind wearily partisan lines. Labour politicians, including former government ministers who suspect their phones were hacked, are demanding the police investigate further. Conservative politicians and commentators are lining up to say the whole thing is variously a Labour party campaign or an attempt by the New York Times to get at Rupert Murdoch, boss of the NOTW's parent company and of the Wall Street Journal, a rival to the New York Times.
The only thing that is crystal clear is Mr Coulson's importance to the team around the prime minister. The BBC is running quotes tonight from an unnamed "very senior" figure insisting that Mr Coulson's job is safe.
Mr Coulson is far from the first tabloid journalist to be hired by a prime minister, of course. Notably, Tony Blair relied heavily on a former political editor of the left-leaning Mirror, Alastair Campbell (described as a "genius" by Mr Blair in his memoirs published on September 1st). But Mr Campbell was steeped in party politics before joining the Blair team: he was close to earlier Labour leaders, notably Neil Kinnock.
Mr Coulson came from the world of showbusiness and celebrity reporting, before shooting up the ranks at Mr Murdoch's British tabloid stable. He offers not just a link to Mr Murdoch's media empire and an insider's knowledge of the tougher end of the press. He is also often described as a source of invaluable advice on popular opinion for Mr Cameron and his closest allies, many of whom hail from the rarefied upper reaches of the British class system.
Unless something dramatic changes, it seems likely that headlines about Mr Coulson will soon fade away, leaving the press chief to return to his work of crafting and inspiring headlines about others.
Is it naive, though, to feel a certain melancholy that Mr Cameron should rely so heavily on a man who ran the News of the World, of all tabloids? It is more than just another newspaper. Even by the standards of the tabloids, it is capable of unusual cruelty and unfairness in the pursuit of a few column inches. Alongside the villains it boasts of exposing, its victims include numerous ordinary Britons whose only crime was to be considered newsworthy for a few moments on a given Sunday. Where all that fits into Mr Cameron's vision of a Big Society is something of a mystery.
A typographic error in this posting was corrected on September 6th
Is it ethical to borrow a tax break intended for others?
Sep 3rd 2010, 15:54 by Bagehot
AS BRITAIN enters its new age of austerity, the debate on universal benefits is spreading. The BBC recently interviewed a collection of former cabinet ministers, some of them of pensionable age. It is a sign of the times that one of them, a multi-millionaire former deputy prime minister and peer of the realm, found himself admitting under questioning that no, personally, he did not need the free bus pass and winter fuel allowance to which he is entitled.
What of child benefit, paid to all parents, regardless of income? The coalition, it is said, is not minded to introduce means-testing for this, partly because that costs a lot in terms of bureaucracy, and partly for reasons of politics.
Presumably the government could, in the spirit of the Big Society, call for volunteers to forego child benefit, if they feel able to do without it. The benefit is paid tax-free to parents of all children still at school and is worth £20.30 a week for a first child, with £13.40 a week for each subsequent child. But even that step seems doubtful. Watching David Cameron meet voters in Manchester a few weeks ago, I heard him explain that if those paying taxes into a system feel they get nothing back from it, that can have its own negative consequences. I suspect he is right.
Still, the dilemmas keep coming. A universal tax benefit for parents in Britain is that children's clothing is sold free of VAT, which is not the case in much of Europe. Even assuming that British retailers take some of that in profit, it is still noticeable that children's clothes are cheaper than Belgium, for example. Even this posed your blogger with an ethical test this week, as I shopped for sports kit for my children. Hunting for the right junior sizes, I was startled to realise that the largest sizes were not just big, but bigger than the sizes I take: eg, shorts with a 40" waist. That is a large teenager: just when did British children become so big? And as it happens, I needed some sports kit myself: here was some my size, and all tax free. Was it ethical to buy it? The age of austerity was in collision with an age of British obesity. The Big Society was changing meaning before my eyes. Reader, I buckled, and bought.
The strange brilliance of Mr Blair
Sep 2nd 2010, 10:46 by Bagehot
YOUR blogger spent 11 hours in the (paper and ink) company of Tony Blair yesterday, and a very odd experience it was too. The former prime minister's memoirs were published in the morning, leaving just enough time to read the whole thing, then write a print column for this week's newspaper (it was a late night). Bagehot should perhaps start with a confession. Perhaps because I watched Mr Blair from abroad for almost the entirety of his term in office, I have never quite fathomed the visceral loathing he inspires in so many British people. I think his term in office was a disappointment in many ways, and regret that he only came to see the need for deep structural reforms of the public sector once it was too late, and his political capital was almost all spent.
I can see how divisive a figure he was, even before the defining crisis over Iraq. He has a staggering self-belief, which comes across in his memoirs, and he has a taste for the finer things in life which sits awkwardly with British ideas of how left-wing politicians should behave. He himself admits in his book that he is manipulative, and that he was ready to trim and shade on the truth to advance his political goals. But none of these flaws make him unique as a politician. Yet he inspires unique levels of dislike.
In my print column, I ponder the thought that part of the reason is his elusive, shape-shifting nature. The question "Just who does Tony Blair think he is?" is as much an accusation to British ears as a philosophical enquiry. He claimed the mantle of a "progressive" Labour leader who cared about the poor and the hungry of not just Britain but the world, yet freely admits to preferring five star hotels to two star lodgings and revels in the company of other world leaders. In his book, he admits not just to relishing holidays on private Caribbean estates, in the villas of Tuscan aristocrats or at the residences of various heads of state and government, but to arriving "mob-handed" too, meaning that he descended with his wife and children, plus his mother-in-law and nanny and assorted other attendants (or in the case of the poor Spanish prime minister, sending his extended family in his stead). He sent his children to selective Catholic schools, while leading a party bitterly opposed to pupil selection. He forged deep friendships with first Bill Clinton then George W Bush.
It is not just that his behaviour opens him to charges of hypocrisy. It is also the impossibility of pigeon-holing him. In speech, he could sound like the middle class, private school and Oxford educated north London barrister that he once was, or sound almost working class, dropping his Hs and dropping "y'knows" and "gottas" into every sentence. He is at once blessed with what could be an almost telepathic instinct for the British public mood, and is capable of being remarkably obtuse: in one moment of rich comedy, he complains of the Queen assuming "a certain hauteur" with him (clue for TB: she's the Queen).
But this goes beyond the common charge that he was a phoney, or a liar. Reading Mr Blair's memoirs in one go, you come away with the abiding impression that he is, among other things, quite a strange person: perhaps one of the oddest to reach high office in the history of modern British politics. Mr Blair says he wrote the book himself: it is sufficiently strange in style that I think I mostly believe him.
There are passages of rather brilliant political analysis. Progressive parties, he writes at one point, are "always in love with their own emotional impulses", starting with the idea that if power is placed in their hands, they will use it for the benefit of the people: thus the more power, the more benefit. Hence, he says, their affinity with the state and the public sector. They fail to see, however, that the state and public sector can be vested interests too, and that as people become better educated and more prosperous, they don't necessarily want anyone else making their choices for them. The additional problem with intellectual left-wingers, he argues, is that they care for ordinary people, but struggle to feel like them. They do not, in his matey phrase, "get aspiration".
There are passages of flip, breezy name-dropping, eg, Nelson Mandela is saintly but can be "as fly as hell when the occasion demands". There are bits of insane, very un-English candour: we are told that Mr Blair likes access to a good bathroom when travelling, because jet lag plays havoc with his digestion. We are not just told about his teenage son getting drunk one night, but told that around 2.30am he insisted on coming into Mr Blair's bed, then spent the rest of the night alternating between apologies and throwing up.
He is adamant that his instincts and values are progressive, and naturally of the left. But on the defining crisis of his time in office, the war on terror, he almost defiantly tramples on the instincts and values of his party. He is not just generous about Mr Bush. He is, literally, kinder about Dick Cheney than he is about several colleagues in his own cabinet, saying that there is much to be said for Mr Cheney's central insight that the war on terror is a war, and that America faces a threat from a single ideological enemy, namely extremist Islam.
His long, self-justifying chapters on Iraq are pretty unconvincing. He begins by seeming to apologise straightforwardly for the fact that faulty intelligence was offered to parliament, the press and the public to justify the war, only to start cavilling and nitpicking on the details. He answers questions about the cost of toppling Saddam with what-ifs. Things would have been much better, he says if only Iran and al-Qaeda had not meddled: their meddling was not foreseen.
Now, this newspaper supported the invasion of Iraq, as (for what it is worth), did this blogger personally. But what has happened since gives me at least pause for thought: it is startling to find Mr Blair seemingly unhesitating in his conviction that military intervention might be needed again, this time to tackle Iran's nuclear programme, at least in interviews to promote his memoirs.
Even the prose style is odd: the rootless, multicultural argot of the global VIP who spends his life at 35,000 feet. References to favourite parables from the New Testament pop up, alongside some very odd similes. At one point, describing how uniquely close he was to Gordon Brown in opposition, he compares them to a pair of lovers, impatiently receiving a visit from old friends while being "desperate to get to love-making". A feisty press aide is described as a man of "clanking great balls", while a favourite minister is "fully simpatico with the direction of change".
And yet his defence is not that history will absolve him, or some such appeal to exceptionalism. Instead, Mr Blair repeatedly defends his inconsistencies and complexities by appealing to the court of mass public opinion, and his success at winning over millions of "normal people".
The old Labour party was full of oddballs and obsessives, he says more than once. At its worst, it resembled a "cult". His allies lay not inside the party, but among the broad mass of the general public. He boasts of having avoided student politics at Oxford, and of his many non-political friends. He talks about his drive at all times to see Labour as ordinary people saw it. In seeking lines of attack against each of the Tory leaders he faced in the House of Commons, he says he tried to shun shrill partisanship, in favour of some "telling" observation that would trigger head-nodding in an ordinary voter. Again and again, he points to his success with voters as proof that he was on to something. Look, he says again and again, I won three elections in a row.
Ordinary people, he says, are not as dogmatic as politicians. They are not interested in left-right labels, or even as fussed about consistency as party loyalists. There is an interesting passage where he talks about Harriet Harman, then a senior member of his shadow cabinet, sending her son to grammar school. Yes, he concedes, her decision was a "real shocker", after all: "The whole of the Labour Party programme since the 1960s had been to abolish academic selection and bring in comprehensive, non-selective schooling." Yet Mr Blair, then Labour leader of the opposition, refused to denounce her, though he says he was in a minority of one. Why? Well, he muses:
"although Labour people would understand why Harriet might have to resign over this, no ordinary person would. Some woman politician decides to send her kid to grammar school. She thinks it gives him the best chance of a good education. Her party forces her to resign. What do you think? You think that's a bit extreme; and not very nice; and a bit worrying; and is that what still makes me a bit anxious about those Labour people?"
In other words, yes, Ms Harman was being hypocritical, but when it comes to family, ordinary people understand a bit of hypocrisy.
A common jibe against Mr Blair is that he is really a Tory in disguise, who pretended to be a Labour politician. His defence is different: that real people are just not fussed about partisan claims of ownership, when it comes to policies. Yes, he says, Britain needed the economic and industrial reforms of the Thatcher era. It was, frankly, a good thing that Labour lost the 1983 election (though he campaigned for Labour at the time). It took time, but he came to believe that the Conservatives were also right when it came to introducing choice and market forces into the public sector. Blairite plans for foundation schools, freed from local authority control, were inspired by Tory ideas. And now, he notes, David Cameron's coalition has borrowed the idea in its turn, and is pushing ahead with free and academy schools.
The winning centre ground of politics is shared space, in short. That may alarm more partisan types, but, he writes:
"that's the way it is! And it's not a bad thing—in fact it's rather good, and the public, by the way, understood this ages ago."
Among other things, this makes the character and likeability of party leaders of "paramount importance" in modern politics, he concludes, because voters make choices on instinct rather than by studying party manifestos or policy platforms.
This is, of course, a pretty self-serving analysis if you happen to be a former party leader who bet big that likeability and emotional intelligence trumped traditional party boundaries. But it is possible to find Mr Blair a bit exasperating and also concede that he is accurately describing how lots and lots of voters think and act. At election time, they seek out a government that somehow matches their instincts, aspirations and anxieties, and in doing so may switch from party to party and back again, while always feeling that they are being perfectly consistent.
There is, I conclude in my print column, a pointed lesson here for Labour Party members as they choose a new leader this month. Choosing a boss poses a dilemma for all parties: namely, to whom does a party leader belong? Does he or she belong to the party, or should members be seeking someone who could plausibly belong to the country as a whole, as a national leader?
Mr Blair makes no secret of what he thinks. Politics is about numbers, and majorities. It is about "getting" what people think, and welcoming the chance to craft policies that meet their evolving desires, while reflecting certain enduring values. It is no accident, I think, that his book at times sounds like a memoir or a management tract by some transatlantic business tycoon. A businessman can point to certain objective markers of success: a soaring share price, booming profits, heroic rises in sales. I think Mr Blair is drawn to the same impulse, in part out of frustration at his lack of acclaim within his own party: look, dummies, I won three elections in a row. No other Labour leader has achieved anything of the sort, after all.
But then? Mr Blair quotes several parables in his book: his favourite is the parable of the sower, he tells us. He does not mention the parable of the talents, but it comes to mind. He really was a remarkable figure, but to what end?
In the opening lines of the book, he notes, jaw-droppingly, that on the day in 1997 that he walked into 10 Downing Street, he had never been the most junior of ministers before. Being prime minister was his first and only job in government. And he was, at times, brilliant. He presided over a transformational decade, that saw Britain become more liberal, open and, yes, at ease with itself in all sorts of important ways. But was that enough? Was he just lucky to ride an economic boom that his government neither understood nor used responsibly?
Are his achievements enough to outweigh his mistakes? I am not sure. In the end, though, I think the question makes me sadder than it makes me angry.
Ed Miliband: a model Christian Democrat, more or less
Aug 31st 2010, 22:03 by Bagehot
LOTS of countries have noisily partisan politics, and a strikingly consensual national press. In France, for example, the main national papers can be divided along left-right lines, but they all subscribe to a sort of mushily centrist high-brow consensus. To take one example, all of them called for a Yes vote on the draft European Union constitution before the 2005 referendum (and were all roundly ignored by the voters, who said No). They all, even the leftish ones, accept that some form of regulated free market capitalism is the best way to run the economy, and even the right-wing ones do not recommend throwing immigrants out on their ears. Yet French politics is full of people on the far left who can win chunky numbers of votes advocating various forms of revolutionary socialism, Trotskyism or what have you. On the far right, the National Front can pick up depressingly hefty votes on overtly anti-immigrant platforms.
It is the same in the Netherlands, where the radical populism of Geert Wilders finds no echo in the mainstream press, but a huge amount of voter support. In Belgium, the Francophone socialist who may well become prime minister called at the most recent elections for government price controls on scores of staple goods, while several of the most popular Dutch-speaking politicians hint or say that they would not mind if the kingdom of the Belgians ceased to exist. But the main newspapers are in the main cautious peddlers of consensus and compromise.
Britain is the opposite, it seems to me, after a couple of months back here. The press is full of commentary about British politics that would have you believe that the political landscape echoes to the metallic din of ideological combat. Yet when you look carefully at what the politicians from the largest parties are saying, none of it seems so very far from the centre-ground.
Take the Labour leadership race, which by common consent revolves around the two Miliband brothers. According to the newspaper narrative, Ed Miliband, the younger brother and former cabinet minister in charge of climate change, is significantly to the left of David Miliband, the elder brother and former foreign secretary. I have seen the word Bennite bandied around, in homage to Tony Benn, the former Labour cabinet minister who really was a proper lefty in his day, advocating capital controls and the wholesale nationalisation of British industry. It is true that the pair have been sending little hints and signals since the contest became a two horse race, indicating that MiliE is to the left of MiliD (as some call them) and is more tempted than MiliD by some form of core vote strategy to woo back disaffected Labour voters and former Liberal Democrat voters who are disgruntled by the Con-Lib coalition. But Bennite? Come off it.
Here is a test. In the weekend's Observer, Ed Miliband wrote a populist op-ed vowing to make capitalism "work for the people". One of the following three quotes is an extract from MiliE's article. Which one?
A. With us, dear friends, Wall Street or the City of London won't dictate again how money should be made only to let others pick up the bill.
or
B. A certain idea of globalisation has run its course, along with a certain form of financial capitalism which had imposed its own logic on the whole economy, and helped twist it from its purpose. The idea of an all-powerful market which would accept no rules and brook no political oversight was a crazy idea. The idea that the market was always right was a crazy idea...The current crisis must prompt us to build capitalism anew, on ethical foundations of hard work, it must inspire us to strike a new balance between freedom and regulation and between collective and individual responsibility. We need a new balance between the state and the markets, given that across the world it is governments who had to intervene to save the banking system from meltdown.
or
C. [The] big question of the next decade is whether we head towards an increasingly US-style capitalism – more unequal, more brutish, more unjust – or whether we can build a different model – a capitalism that works for people and not the other way around.
The answer is C. The first quote, A, is from a speech by Angela Merkel, the Christian Democrat and chancellor of Germany, given in July last year. Quote B is from Nicolas Sarkozy, the centre right French president, from a speech given in September 2008. Now, brassy, rather lazy America-bashing is not my cup of tea. I am not a swooning fan of the economic rhetoric of M. Sarkozy. But the point is surely this: for all that Ed Miliband is being a bit crass in his attempt to woo Labour party activists, I have not seen anything him say anything that a continental Christian Democrat could not say to fire up his own conservative base on a wet Wednesday in Hamburg or Lyon.
Are the British really so kind-hearted towards Pakistan?
Aug 24th 2010, 15:49 by Bagehot
A CLEAN sweep of self-congratulatory headlines in the British press this morning, as newspapers from left to right heap praise on the "British public" for their world-beating generosity towards victims of Pakistan's horrible floods. The Daily Mail, the Daily Mirror, the Guardian and others picked up the statement by Brendan Gormley, head of an umbrella body for aid agencies co-ordinating relief efforts in this country, the Disasters Emergency Committee (DEC), that: "the UK public are leading the way and shaming politicians across the world to do what they have to do." This British generosity is contrasted in most press reports with complaints from a senior United Nations official about a "quite extraordinary" lack of support from the international community.
Are the British really so unusually generous? The glib headlines about "Kind-hearted Brits" surely ignores the presence of a large Pakistani and British Asian diaspora in this country, whose contributions must have a big impact on the overall figure for British fund-raising. According to local press cuttings, such as this 10 day old article from the northern town of Rochdale, it was local mosques that led the initial fund-raising, prompting the town's member of parliament and a local appeal co-ordinator, Imran Mohammed, to urge the "wider community" to join in.
Why does this matter? Well, because there is quite a lot of evidence out there that Pakistan has a serious image problem, in Britain and elsewhere. The distinctly chilly international response to this colossal tragedy raises all manner of painful and interesting questions for that country. That must be doubly true in Britain, with its long and close links to Pakistan, where reactions to this tragedy will reveal much about the state of British multiculturalism, integration and even foreign policy.
The Rochdale Observer article quotes Mr Mohammed saying:
"From reading some of the blog sites, there seems to have been a reluctance among some of the wider community to become involved in this appeal because of ridiculous claims that the money raised would go towards things like funding terrorism."
For national newspapers simply to pat the British public on the back for their generosity strikes me as ducking these questions. I note that back in July, before the floods, a YouGov poll commissioned by the think tank Chatham House found that Pakistan was viewed very negatively by British respondents, pipped only by North Korea and Iran in the unpopularity stakes.
This is a swift blog posting not a news story, but I did call the DEC to ask if they had picked up any hard data. A spokesman said they were a bit busy to start collecting detailed statistics on which communities were donating what, which is reasonable at a time like this. But he did say: "Anecdotally, there has been a really strong response from the Pakistani and British-Asian community." But this was not the whole story, he added: it would not be fair to say there had been no response from other segments of British society.
Perhaps a clearer picture will emerge in coming days. Meanwhile, the BBC website has this useful round-up of reasons offered by analysts and academics for the slow international response. These include donor fatigue after Haiti and the poor reputation of Pakistan's government when it comes to corruption, its alleged ambivalence over Islamic terrorism, the widely-reported fuss when Pakistan's president opted to continue a tour of Europe during the first days of the flood, and hefty Pakistani spending on military assets, including a nuclear weapons programme. Interestingly, the panel of experts also talks about slow-building disasters prompting less of a response, typically, than sudden catastrophes like earthquakes.
One line that rings alarm bells for me is the argument (common in the comment sections of news websites) that this disaster is somehow one for wealthy Muslim governments or Islamic charities to handle, as if religious affiliation trumps human suffering. I would like to believe the wider British public rejects any such idea. I am not sure one morning of self-praising headlines settles the argument.
Why Australia's conservative hard-men set British Tory hearts aflutter
Aug 23rd 2010, 16:47 by Bagehot
WHAT is it about Australia that makes British political types go weak at the knees? British politicians are a bit of a parochial bunch, in the main. Apart from America, which obsesses all politicians everywhere, most British political insiders struggle to maintain an interest in electoral goings-on among mere foreigners. Australia, somehow, is different. A shared history and language cannot explain it: few British politicians are terribly interested in Canada.
Yet scan the most-visited Conservative blogs and discussion sites, and the too-close-to-call election unfolding in Australia just now is big news, with lots of praise for the robust brand of politics espoused by the opposition leader Tony Abbott. Mr Abbott is a social conservative and endurance athlete who has run a disciplined campaign around the issues of tax, cutting the public debt, curbing waste in government and the highly emotive question of asylum seekers arriving by ship in the remote north of the country. No matter that the ships are rather rare and most illegal immigration to Australia involves people arriving by scheduled airline and overstaying their visas, Mr Abbott has repeatedly vowed to re-open a reception centre for Australia-bound would-be refugees in Nauru, a tiny Pacific state, and to "stop the boats".
"Australia's election winner is conservatism", cheers Conservative Home, a website that is compulsory reading for British Tories. More cheers from Dan Hannan, a Eurosceptic Conservative MEP and journalist with a big grassroots following. He hopes Mr Abbott wins the election in part because it would, he says, annoy bien-pensant British journalists and Leftists who oppose the Australian's positions on things like abortion, gay marriage or climate change. Or as Mr Hannan puts it, the "elites" dislike Mr Abbott because: "he has committed the two unconscionable heresies of our age: he believes in God, but not in climate taxes."
Why such enthusiasm?
Part of it is a longstanding idea that Australia is somehow a bluffer version of Britain, so that political strategies which succeed in Australia could be worth trying out back home.
As leader of the opposition, Tony Blair paid several high-profile visits to talk to Australian Labor's toughest strategists, and was close to a muscular Christian priest and community activist, Peter Thomson.
Most dramatically, Lynton Crosby, a veteran Australian political strategist who helped his home country's conservatives to four election wins, was brought to Britain to oversee the 2005 election campaign by the then Conservative leader Michael Howard. Mr Crosby brought with him the concept of "dog whistle politics": slogans designed to send a message to receptive parts of the electorate without offending the mass of ordinary voters. Thus Mr Crosby crafted posters for British streets saying things like "It's time to put a limit on immigration", over the nudge-nudge slogan "Are you thinking what we're thinking?" Mr Howard crashed to defeat, but Mr Crosby retains a cult following in some Tory circles.
This time round, though Conservative Home and Mr Hannan are scrupulously loyal to Mr Cameron, I have a hunch that much of the British Tory kerfuffle over Mr Abbott is not really about Australia at all. I think it is a sublimated form of grumbling from the Conservative base, provoked by what they see as the soggily centrist line taken by their leader and prime minister, David Cameron. Mr Cameron hugs huskies and says climate change is a terrible threat. Mr Abbott has called arguments in favour of emissions trading schemes to tackle climate change "absolute crap" (though he later said this was "a bit of hyperbole").
Mr Cameron is a posh social liberal, Mr Abbott is a Roman Catholic volunteer fireman and surf life-saver, a bloke's bloke. Above all, Mr Abbott has rejected talk of detoxifying the conservative brand in favour of a classic core vote strategy, talking relentlessly about illegal immigration and taxes to get out the conservative vote in the suburbs. There are plenty of grassroots Tories who harbour the belief that Mr Cameron would have won an outright majority this year if he had talked tougher on things like immigration.
I have one last explanation for the British fascination for Mr Abbott and similar hardmen of Australian politics. British politicians, like politicians in lots of countries, are a pretty geeky bunch: pale, owlish types who spent their youths pushing leaflets about council housing policies through letterboxes, or thrusting and plotting their way to the executive vice-presidency of their students' union. That makes them oddly susceptible to the macho swagger of politics, Aussie-style (this is the country, after all, where a recent leader of the opposition referred to the then government as "a conga line of suck-holes"). At the very least, British politicians visiting Australia show a marked desire to display bloke-ish credentials and dispel the idea that they are "proper Poms".
Bagehot speaks from (minor) personal experience here. Back in 1998, as a cub foreign correspondent, I once spent part of a slightly odd afternoon in a suburban Australian sports bar with William Hague (then Conservative opposition leader). I confess I had to look out my original piece to remember the details. I had completely forgotten that Mr Hague was accompanied by his chief of staff, Sebastian Coe (a former Olympic athletics champion), and a twenty-something aide, George Osborne. I recalled watching Mr Hague give a speech in Brisbane, the day before, but had forgotten he was preceded by a high-school marching band dressed in blue satin uniforms, embroidered capes and white Stetsons, who played a robustly percussive version of "Waltzing Matilda".
The sports bar was in a western suburb of Sydney. Mr Hague was on his way to the half-finished Sydney Olympics site in a consular Jaguar when he annnounced he was keen for a beer (it had been a long couple of days). It was a slightly horrible bar, filled with fruit machines (or pokies, to the locals). Dressed in suits, and ignoring the disbelieving stares of the regular patrons, the Tories lined up at the bar to order pizza, and ask what the best local beer was to try. A "midi" of Cascade was ordered and Mr Coe introduced, duly causing a mini-Olympic stir. "Pizza and a beer, the traditional meal when working late," said Mr Hague. According to my record of the afternoon, the barman then confided that one of the pokies had recently paid out A$14,000. Mr Hague told young George to shove a coin into the machine and have a go. My notes record that the future Chancellor of the Exchequer was "slightly reluctant" but did as his leader asked. I do not record him winning.
Explain away these examination results, then
Aug 16th 2010, 8:14 by Bagehot
THE USUAL sterile, depressing debate is upon us this week, as Britain's teenagers wait for results from A-level school leaving examinations. Every year, the number of good grades goes up. Every year, the right says exams are getting easier. Every year, government ministers and the left-wing dominated education establishment says that is a vicious slander against the nation's young, who are simply working harder.
I woke this morning to a commentator on the BBC, offering precisely this argument: how dare people say exams are getting easier, he grumped, when we all know that pupils are working harder than ever before and being taught with more imagination and flair.
Here is Bagehot's attempt to be helpful. What if this is a false choice? What if lots of students are working harder than before, but exams are also getting easier.
I even have evidence to support this hypothesis. Through no virtue of my own but dumb good luck, a quarter of a century ago I was fortunate enough to attend a ferociously academic, selective private school in the middle of London, with inspiring, well-paid teachers, engaged (and often driven) parents and appallingly ambitious pupils who worked like stink, even back then in the supposedly laid-back 1980s. The school must come close to a perfect control for examination grade inflation: its results were always at or near the top of league tables 25 years ago, and they are still. Its pupils worked about as hard as pupils ever work anywhere, and it is hard to imagine its teachers are significantly better now, because they were amazing then.
I am (just) old enough to have taken O-levels, the old precursor to GSCE (examinations taken two years before school leaving). In my year, it was fantastically rare to get straight A grades. I think three pupils achieved this. Maybe another five got 10 As and 1 B grade. Now, I note, 98% of GSCEs passed at my old school are A or A* grade (a new top grade that did not exist in the old days).
Here are tables for GSCE and A level results at the school since 1988. I would suggest it is pretty hard not to see examinations getting easier. Indeed, I would suggest these results show jaw-dropping grade inflation.
The GCSE results show percentage at ‘Grade A’ and ‘Grades ABC’ as well as the total number of GCSEs taken each year.
The GCSE results show percentage at ‘Grade A’ and ‘Grades ABC’ as well as the total number of GCSEs taken each year.
| Year | No of GCSE's taken | % A/A* Grade | % A* Grade | % ABC Grade |
|---|---|---|---|---|
2009 | 1235 | 98 | 82 | 100 |
2008 | 1251 | 96 | 73 | 100 |
2007 | 1133 | 92 | 68 | 100 |
2006 | 1359 | 93 | 65 | 100 |
2005 | 1314 | 91 | 62 | 100 |
2004 | 1104 | 91 | 59 | 100 |
2003 | 1180 | 91 | 53 | 100 |
2002 | 1219 | 92 | 55 | 100 |
2001 | 1183 | 84 | 48 | 100 |
2000 | 1141 | 84 | 41 | 99 |
1999 | 1025 | 84 | 48 | 100 |
1998 | 1055 | 83 | 36 | 100 |
1997 | 1180 | 76 | 34 | 100 |
1996 | 1327 | 80 | 36 | 99 |
1995 | 1317 | 74 | 30 | 100 |
1994 | 1126 | 67 | 21 | 98 |
1993 | 1024 | 65 |
| 98 |
1992 | 1022 | 63 |
| 98 |
1991 | 1078 | 56 |
| 97 |
1990 | 982 | 55 |
| 97 |
1989 | 976 | 54 |
| 98 |
1988 | 1064 | 52 |
| 95 |
Overall results are listed
| Year | No of A Levels taken | % A Grade | % AB Grade | % Pass |
|---|---|---|---|---|
2009 | 703 | 90 | 98 | 100 |
2008 | 762 | 92 | 99 | 100 |
2007 | 774 | 86 | 98 | 100 |
2006 | 702 | 86 | 97 | 100 |
2005 | 688 | 85 | 97 | 100 |
2004 | 678 | 83 | 97 | 100 |
2003 | 645 | 79 | 96 | 100 |
2002 | 617 | 76 | 95 | 100 |
2001 | 584 | 72 | 93 | 100 |
2000 | 572 | 59 | 87 | 100 |
1999 | 577 | 65 | 90 | 100 |
1998 | 698 | 64 | 90 | 100 |
1997 | 605 | 59 | 86 | 100 |
1996 | 519 | 58 | 87 | 100 |
1995 | 465 | 62 | 84 | 100 |
1994 | 519 | 60 | 85 | 99 |
1993 | 495 | 51 | 80 | 99 |
1992 | 476 | 57 | 85 | 99 |
1991 | 464 | 41 | 71 | 99 |
1990 | 495 | 45 | 74 | 99 |
1989 | 483 | 35 | 69 | 99 |
1988 | 479 | 40 | 64 | 97 |
Blairism? What's that, asks Lord Hattersley
Aug 13th 2010, 17:18 by Bagehot
IN THESE days of coalitions and ideological flexibility, it is heartening to know that ancient grudges and factional resentments live on in some corners of British politics. Roy Hattersley, a former deputy leader of the Labour Party, speaks out in today's Times about the qualities needed by the party's next leader.
Lord Hattersley, a Labour moderate in his day who earned battle honours fighting the militant hard left, has matured into a curmudgeonly old tribalist, with a nice line in class-based grumbling. It is fair to say he was not exactly at the forefront of attempts to give a glossily centrist sheen to the Labour Party, back in the early Blair years. So fans will be cheered to hear him declare it a "myth" that Tony Blair won power in 1997 only because he "repudiated social democracy and defined himself by contrasting his programme with traditional Labour policy".
Not a bit of it, harrumphs Lord Hattersley. Labour won in 1997 partly because of the unpopularity of the Major government, partly because of the "loyalty of the core vote, which was not then squandered", and partly because of the "essentially Labour nature" of five policy pledges printed on a pledge card used during the election campaign. New Labour is dead, he adds. "Whatever merits were possessed by the men and measures of 1997, that phase in the party's life is over."
Straining every sinew, Lord Hattersley brings himself to concede that: "No doubt Mr Blair's ideologically androgynous personality did add to the size of the majority," before concluding with evident relief: "But the days of personality politics are over."
He clearly means it. Forcing himself to ponder the personal attributes that a new leader might need to survive in this deplorably shallow age of soundbites and 24 hour news, Lord Hattersley comes up with the following, magnificently minimal list. The next leader, he concedes:
"must be lucid, personable and in possession of the common touch—virtues that are indispensable in the age of television politics. A tendency to stumble over words of the appearance of being overconcerned with graphs, diagrams and statistics would be fatal."
And that is more or less it on the glitz and personality front. Lord Hattersley is backing Ed Miliband, by the way, after his local party met and agreed that "a leader who shared the party's beliefs was most likely to carry the country."
There are costs to glorious isolation
Aug 12th 2010, 15:26 by Bagehot
DAVID Cameron gave a speech today about gingering up British tourism. It was full of all manner of sensible stuff about the importance of the tourist industry. It is Britain's third highest export earner after chemicals and financial services, he noted, and employs almost 10% of the British workforce.
In keeping with his coalition's new focus on drumming up new business in emerging economies, there was an interesting but sadly incomplete passage about Britain's feeble record at attracting tourists from China, a fast-growing market that is in the cross-hairs for every tourism minister and promotion body in the world. As the prime minister put it:
Huge opportunities are being missed. The UK has fallen from sixth to eleventh place in the World Economic Forum’s Travel and Tourism Competitiveness Ratings between 2008 and 2009.
I want to see us in the top five destinations in the world. But that means being much more competitive internationally. Take Chinese tourists, for example.
We’re their 22nd most popular destination. But Germany is forecast to break into their top ten. Why can’t we?
Currently we only have 0.5 per cent of the market share of Chinese tourists. If we could increase that to just 2.5 per cent this could add over half a billion pounds of spending to our economy and some sources suggest this could mean as many as 10,000 new jobs.
Mr Cameron had a long list of solutions. He called for more promotion of British heritage (after Labour's "cool Britannia" focus on modernity). He wants to decentralise tourist promotion to give more power and smarter incentives to local bodies (that'll be the Big Society, tick). He thinks more tourists would come if Britain offered faster trains, quicker customs clearance at Heathrow and speedier delivery of visas via online applications.
Those suggestions are all fine, as far as they go. Except that there is another, much more important, reason for Britain's feeble performance as a tourist destination for China's new middle classes. But Mr Cameron could not bring himself to mention it.
By pure coincidence I was recently talking to a boss at one of the largest Chinese travel agencies in Europe, and he brought up Britain's low figures. "Britain should be really successful, it is very attractive to Chinese tourists," he told me. The problem, he said was that Britain had decided to stay out of the European Union's borderless Schengen area. Chinese tourists heading to continental Europe only need a single Schengen visa to travel freely within 25 countries (22 EU members plus Switzerland, Norway and Iceland). Schengen visas were already pretty fiddly, he said. If his tourists wanted to add Britain to their tour of Europe, they needed to apply for a separate British visa, and that was another whole layer of expense and inconvenience.
Take Switzerland, my friendly tour operator said. It never used to be that popular, but once it joined the Schengen Area in 2008, it really took off as a stop on Chinese tours: hordes of free-spending tourists now popped there to admire the lakes, mountains and to buy themselves Swiss watches. "If Britain followed Switzerland into the Schengen system, I reckon half the Chinese tourists on the continent would go to the UK," he said. It was not the first time I had heard this, either.
Now, British readers may well feel that tourism promotion is a poor reason for joining the Schengen area. They may argue strongly that the benefit of maintaining separate border controls at British ports and airports outweighs the appeal of luring a few hundred thousand Chinese tourists to these isles (though the French government recently announced that Chinese visitors now topped the tourist league tables as the biggest spenders, by nationality).
But given that travel agents name Britain's non-membership of Schengen as the biggest reason—by far—for the country's failure to attract Chinese tourists, it is at least odd that Mr Cameron failed to mention it, no? Well, no, it is not odd at all. The EU is a toxic subject for the prime minister and his coalition. So stand by for any number of odd speeches that dance around the costs of Britain's glorious isolation.
Is David Cameron ready to become a one man court of appeal on cuts?
Aug 10th 2010, 18:30 by Bagehot
TO MANCHESTER today, to watch David Cameron answer questions from a hundred of so voters, chosen by a local radio station. Billed as a “PM direct” meeting, it was the 80th such question-and-answer session for Mr Cameron, aides said, if you added on the scores of “Cameron direct” meetings he had held during the election campaign.
Manchester could have been a tough crowd: the prime minister came to talk about cuts to public spending and Manchester is a city which has relied heavily on public money to pull it from a post-industrial slump. It is still home to hefty numbers of workless households. On this midweek afternoon, the audience was heavily skewed towards those with a stake in the state: teachers, the head of an arts project for troubled youths, an architect fretting about cancelled school building contracts, single mothers worrying about cuts to cherished social services, a dentist with questions about health service restructuring. Yet the mood was not hostile.
Part of that is Mr Cameron’s manner. People talk about Mr Cameron having the manner of one born to rule. That feels right. But not in the sense that he comes across as languidly aristocratic, or squire-ish. His poshness is more utilitarian, somehow. Not for the first time, I was reminded of a confident young officer from one of the better regiments. He does the business of retail politics well. He strode about in shirtsleeves, politely but firmly in charge. He despatched roving microphones about the room with a “you may not need a microphone, you’re going to get one”. He cut wafflers short, and eased the nerves of the timid. After one young mother stammered through a seemingly endless list of wonderful things about her local Sure Start centre, he settled and focussed her with: “So, how old is your baby now? And what do you think is the best thing about Sure Start?” This stuff may seem footling, but after watching election campaigns in many places, you would be amazed how bad some leading politicians are at it.
A cynic might have supposed, before the event began, that Mr Cameron was due a polite hearing because he was bringing Manchester a message locals wanted to hear. The national press had been briefed the night before that he was due to unveil big plans to clamp down on benefit fraud, including the use of private firms like credit ratings agencies. Such firms might be offered bounties, it was reported, to hunt down welfare cheats claiming poverty while spending suspiciously large sums. After a long run of telling people about the need for painful cuts, Downing Street felt a need for Mr Cameron to say something about cuts that the public might welcome, it was said.
Yet in the event, Mr Cameron’s introductory remarks about benefit fraud were brief and short on detail: there was nothing about bounty-hunters or anything so exotic: just a quick reference to modern methods of catching cheats. He talked about £1.5 billion being claimed by benefit fraudsters each year, and how that would pay for 40,000 nurses in the National Health Service. That was wrong, he told the crowd.
Quickly, he returned to the central theme of the economic dangers posed by Britain’s high deficit, and rising debts. The central charge levied by the opposition is that the Tories are using the deficit as cover for cuts they have long yearned to make: that their Big Society and talk of giving more power to local communities and volunteer groups is all about shrinking the state.
Mr Cameron is clearly aware of the danger. He did not draw an explicit distinction between cuts of necessity and cuts of choice, but the idea of necessity was there as he set out a hierarchy of ways to save money. First, he said, the government had to cut out fraud and waste: bad spending. After that, it had to cut out things that did not deserve funding: he named identity cards at this point, a Labour project that the coalition has scrapped. “Only then,” he said, would the government look at ways to do things more efficiently, and get more for less. And “only then”, once those efficiencies had been sought, would the government look at programmes that might be worthwhile, but which could not now be afforded.
This studiously non-ideological approach, placed in the context of a nasty recession, was not directly challenged by any of the dozen or so voters who asked questions. They were certainly not all Conservative voters, but crucially, the idea that Britain has poor public finances was taken as a given. Several questioners, even when asking anxiously about specific programmes they valued prefaced their remarks with a “Of course, I understand the government has to make big cuts.”
So far, so good for Mr Cameron. But as the weeks and months roll by this business of cuts can only turn nastier. The prime minister danced delicately around this reality throughout the session in Manchester. He said the true test of a politician was whether he was willing to take unpopular decisions, and repeatedly warned that pain lay ahead in general terms. But in the particular he kept coming back to cheerier pledges to preserve vital services for the poorest. He also offered reassurance that not all public spending was coming to an end (for example, he noted that a local railway line was still going to be built). As a result, the general mood at the meeting was oddly upbeat.
The most discordant note came from an unexpected direction. As so often before, Mr Cameron made clear his belief in localism. He praised the idea of directly elected city mayors and hoped Manchester would choose to have one. He talked of the common sense of moving away from top-down central government targets for things like new house-building, which had failed to see more homes built.
But again and again, members of the audience used their meeting with the head of Britain’s central government to petition him for succour against heartless or incompetent local officials. Mr Cameron may have taken the train north to Manchester to sing the praises of decentralisation, but I ended up being oddly reminded of a previous posting in China, when aggrieved citizens would report their woes to central government officials from Beijing, seeking relief from local oppression. There is a phrase in China: the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, to explain how oppression flourishes unchecked, far from the gaze of a ruler who is presumed to be more benevolent.
In Manchester, the prime minister was petitioned by a man waving a file of papers, claiming to have been dismissed as a schoolteacher as a result of “lies”. A woman wanted to raise the case of an asylum seeker whose claim to be a child had been rejected by social workers. A second woman told of her worries that clubs for disabled children were to be closed. Each time, Mr Cameron replied carefully that he could not comment on specific cases without knowing the details, but invited questioners to hand their papers to his staff, so he could read them on the train, or his staff could look into their complaints.
In general, he told the woman worried about disabled children, “the whole point about these cuts is to protect the poorest and most vulnerable.” But if a particular decision had been taken about a disabled children’s club: “I suspect that will have been a decision taken locally. I can look at that,” he promised, “but I suspect that will have been local.”
How to square this circle, as the champion of localism pledged to use his office at the head of the central government to help voters overcome local woes. Part of the answer probably lies in the well-reported disdain Mr Cameron and his inner circle feel for some layers of local government in Britain. The prime minister touched on this today, explaining at one point that he was abolishing regional development agencies (bodies charged with seeking inward investment to British regions) because he felt that people did not identity with regions. In contrast, he said, he felt they did identify with cities, which was why directly elected city mayors were a good thing.
Part of the answer lies in the Big Society, and its underlying philosophy that the state is bad at being the sole provider of help and assistance. The most moving moment of the session involved the father of two severely disabled young adults, who expressed something close to despair at the lack of support he had received from “unaccountable officials” who wanted to take his children into care, when he wanted to look after them at home. He sometimes felt it might be best to find a bridge to jump off, he said.
Mr Cameron replied by thanking the man for all that he was doing for his children: “First thing, don’t give up, please keep going,” he said. Then the prime minister stepped back from politics, to muse aloud. The big problem, he said, was that very disabled children were surviving much longer than they used to, and modern countries had not yet caught up with this medical change, he said. Once children turned 16 and left the school system, “it is a mess: we are not used to having so many live into adulthood”. Without any mawkishness, Mr Cameron noted that he had been the father of a severely disabled child, and had hoped he would live to adulthood, but his son had died aged six.
He then offered a first conclusion that sounded like the essence of the pragmatic Big Society philosophy. He told the father, if you pack it in the state will have to spend a fortune creating a whole care package for your children. It would thus make more sense to spend a bit of public money helping to keep your children at home, he suggested.
But Mr Cameron then offered a second conclusion. These local officials are accountable, they work for the council, he said, with some vehemence. Go and see your councillors, he recommended. “If it is not working, I’ll help you. I’ll bash down the walls of the council if I have to.”
It was an interesting moment. Was it a betrayal of decentralisation and localism? I am not sure. It felt more like Mr Cameron treating his prime ministerial office as if he were now something akin to a turbocharged super-MP, and all British voters were now his constituents.
His motives in this case were honourable: how could Mr Cameron fail to be moved by that particular questioner’s story? But there must be risks in any idea that Mr Cameron’s good conscience is a final court of appeal when it comes to public spending.
You could see this at the weekend, when the papers were full of the story of Mr Cameron squashing a proposal by a junior health minister to save pounds 50 million a year by abolishing free milk for young schoolchildren. Downing Street officials briefed that the prime minister had not been aware of the proposal (which, they did not need to mention, carried toxic historical associations for the Tories, going back to 1971 and the decision by the then education secretary Margaret Thatcher to abolish free milk for older children, prompting cries of “Thatcher, Thatcher, milk-snatcher).
This time, Downing Street officials briefed that the policy was a non-starter as soon as Mr Cameron found out about it, as he “did not like” the idea. That is surely a dangerous road to go down: implying that Mr Cameron’s personal moral compass is the final arbiter as cuts are decided. There will be painful cuts in the coming months: does he want to be petitioned about each one, earning him responsibility for all of them?
The many reasons why an 8,100 cow farm worries Britons
Aug 7th 2010, 19:17 by Bagehot
I WOKE this morning to a radio news item about a proposal to build Britain's biggest dairy farm, a "super-farm" which would be home to more than 8,000 cows—a herd about 60 times larger than the British average. As you would expect, local residents have expressed quite a range of different concerns, and the presenter and two suitably disputatious experts were soon hard at it, arguing about whether this farm was vital for increasing the economic efficiency of British milk production, or whether it amounted to battery farming for cows.
The BBC presenter began by noting the concerns of local residents, expressed at a public meeting the night before. These concerns, he reported, revolved around the super-farm's smell, the pollution it might cause, its likely effect on house prices and, above all, the welfare of the cattle. House prices and animal welfare: we definitely weren't in Kansas anymore. Instead this was a stunningly British debate.
Later, we got on to climate change, as one of the experts (a pro-efficiency economist) noted the benefits of capturing methane from belching, farting cattle kept indoors. In the future, many more animals will have to be kept indoors to curb greenhouse gas emissions, he said: a point that got my attention even at that early hour.
The other guest, a man from Compassion in World Farming, talked about the cows being rammed full of hormones and antibiotics.
To anyone who has spent the last few years on the continent of Europe, however, one area of debate was strikingly absent. Nobody mentioned the competition this farm would offer to small, less efficient farmers. After years following EU farm policy, this was a startling moment. In Brussels, public debates about the EU dairy industry start and finish with angst about the fate of small family farms and hill farms, and how they are struggling to survive in the face of industrial agri-business. Ministers from places like France, Belgium and Germany fall over themselves to talk up milk price rises as a boon to farmers (rarely mentioning consumers). All the talk is of market management, price controls, income support, subsidies and "solidarity" with family producers. When it comes to farming, "efficient" is a dirty word in Brussels.
So what does this omission say? Does it mean the British are more committed to free-market economics than continentals? Or are we simply less altruistic than continental Europeans? What about the concern for animal welfare (a topic that leaves the French public quite cold, as a French agriculture minister once admitted to me in an interview). That is altruism of a sort, surely. Unless it is that old British form of altruism of legend, that cares more about animals than people: was this debate the bovine equivalent of the stereotypical English toff who will send his children to boarding school at seven, but dotes on his gundogs?
I suspect the answer lies in a mix of all the above. Oh, and the fact that in the British public mind, farmers may well be rather rich people, which is another thing that sets the British apart from continental Europe. In Britain, the word farmer can readily evoke a man with 100,000 hectares, several Range Rovers and his own helicopter. In much of Europe, farmer is a term indistinguishable from peasant (a fact I once had reinforced after comparing a small toddler to a "little farmer" to an Italian mother in a playground, because he was wearing a terrifically smart padded blue coat with a corduroy collar, and looked to me like a Norfolk grain baron at a point-to-point).
A tabloid gimmick reveals something interesting
Aug 5th 2010, 18:55 by Bagehot
BAGEHOT is moving house this week, hence the limited blogging. Quickly scanning the political blogs tonight, I followed a link to what sounded like a tabloid gimmick: interviews with the five Labour leadership contenders by a London taxi driver, Grant Davis, filmed in the back of the cab by the Sun. I take back my scepticism: the interviews are a really interesting exercise (not sure about the chirpy background music though). Why?
Well, the Sun is the country's biggest-selling paper, so the leadership contenders know they have to take it seriously.
Mr Davis is a good, crisp interviewer, but not a professional journalist: he is there representing the ordinary voter. So when he asks good questions, for example asking David Miliband: "Getting back to Gordon Brown, before the last election people were saying you were going to step up and challenge him. Do you think if you or others had challenged him, you'd have got in at the election?", or asking Ed Miliband: "If I say I'm concerned about people coming here from eastern Europe, does that make me a bigot?", they cannot bluster away or attack the BBC or try some other form of diversion.
Finally, because it is a blatant tabloid gimmick (each candidate has to pretend to hail the taxi and be interviewed in the back seat as it trundles around Westminster), the set-up inflicts an interesting dose of humiliation.
The interviews are all worth watching. The biggest surprise: I think that David Miliband (still the favourite in terms of endorsements and fund-raising) finds the set-up more embarrassing than any of the others. He grins too much at the beginning, and struggles throughout to engage seriously, though some of his answers are quite good. He is awkward, in other words. Now, most people would be awkward too, if being filmed in the back of a taxi pretending to be a passenger. But most people are not front-rank politicians. Retail politics—the business of day-to-day selling of policies to voters—involves endless artifice and strangeness. An ability to rise above it and project sincerity amid the hokum is a skill not to be under-rated. It is not everything, but it is hard to succeed without it.
Wales, Scotland and Northern Ireland face up to an age of austerity
Jul 30th 2010, 17:45 by Bagehot
ONE of the many shocks of returning to Britain after 12 years is the dramatic increase in powers for the Scottish, Welsh and Northern Irish devolved governments. I still feel a faint pang of surprise every time I hear a BBC reporter talk about some policy announcement from Westminster, only to add the caveat that it only applies to England and Wales, or even England alone.
Today's newspapers bring a fresh, salutary reminder that this country is run rather differently now. They report on an independent budget review in Scotland, which has recommended that the Scottish executive take a hard look at more or less every big-ticket spending item north of the border, ahead of hefty cuts in public spending.
In one sense, the items on the chopping block look familiar to anyone following the debate on public spending from London. The independent review, commissioned by ministers in Edinburgh, suggests that up to one in ten public sector jobs might have to disappear, ideally by natural wastage, meaning as many as 50,000 jobs. It talks of the urgent need to rethink funding for universities. It raises interesting questions about whether health service spending should be ring-fenced, ie, protected from cuts. The report spells out what a fall in capital spending will mean for big infrastructure projects like a new road bridge over the Firth of Forth.
Cuts are politically painful anywhere. The difference in Scotland, as local commentators point out, is that in several key areas successive devolved governments in Edinburgh have defined themselves by spending more generously than the British government. Put still more bluntly, the Scottish Nationalists (SNP) bought first place in the 2007 elections (though not an overall majority) by promising to freeze council tax, abolish student fees and make medical prescriptions free.
Other cherished benefits in Scotland, unknown in England, include free personal care and home nursing for the elderly. The independent review suggests all these policies could be at risk.
Douglas Fraser, business and economy editor at BBC Scotland, notes that the report may in fact undersell the crisis, as it assumes spending cuts of 12.5% will be needed. The British government in London is talking about departments having to identify cuts of between 25% and 40%.
Mr Fraser spells out the political subtext. The report, he argues, challenges:
...pretty much every spending innovation the Scottish Parliament has taken over the 11 years since it was set up.
Abolition of up-front student fees: free personal care for the elderly, free eye tests and dental checks: expanding provision of free school meals: free bus travel for all pensioners - and that was just those under Labour and the LibDems.
The SNP came in to power with abolition of bridge tolls, followed by abolition of the graduate endowment, phasing out of prescription charges and hospital car parking fees.
It's been opposed to letting Scottish Water out of ministerial hands, and it's opposed to private provision of NHS services.
This was the fiscal and dominant end of proving how home rule could make Scotland different.
And yet every one of these initiatives to expand state provision and eligibility has been directly challenged by the Independent Budget Review.
It also firmly rejects the campaigning style at three elections, in which parties offered an auction of additional police officers, nurses and reduced class sizes
For balance, it is worth noting that some corners of the Scottish press are still refusing to admit that the crisis is anything other than a brutal imposition by Anglo-Saxon financial scoundrels (standing in for Sassenach squires this time) on the decent people of Hibernia. Here, for example is the Herald's take:
It’s worth remembering, however, that the age of austerity was not brought about by the Scottish Government.
It started in the United States because big banks, including the Royal Bank of Scotland and HBOS, decided to lend money on an unbelievable scale to people who couldn’t afford to pay it back – the sub-prime market.
As a result thousands of people in Scotland have already lost their jobs and thanks to the irresponsible bankers, some of whom are now enjoying retirement on huge pensions, 50,000 more public sector workers could lose their livelihoods.
UK plc is deeply in the red and its Scottish subsidiary, as well as the other devolved nations, are sharing the pain, though Scotland, with its high reliance on public sector jobs, may feel it more than the others
Wales enjoys a rather diluted form of autonomy, compared to Scotland. But the Welsh first minister, Carwyn Jones, appears equally conscious that cuts in Wales are about more than money: they challenge a prevailing vision of society. The Guardian reports today that Mr Jones has been out and about for the last two weeks asking public sector workers for money-saving ideas. The genesis of his tour, the newspaper reports, was a visit to hospital with a stomach problem, when he found porters in the accident and emergency department "brimming with ideas" to save money and find news efficiencies.
Mr Jones leads the Welsh Labour party and governs in coalition with the Welsh nationalists of Plaid Cymru. You may think his listening tour sounds oddly reminiscent of David Cameron's "big society" drive to ask local communities how to spend money. The same thought occurred to the Guardian, it seems, because they report that Mr Jones "fought shy" of any comparison with the prime minister's localism push. Instead, Mr Jones told the newspaper:
"We take a different view in Wales. It's right the state has a role in looking after its citizens. That means delivering a decent health service, a good education service, I don't see what's wrong with that."
The Tories would doubtless protest that the big society also sees a role for the state in looking after its citizens, delivering a decent health service and the rest. But it is revealing that the Welsh first minister's instinct is to claim that his electorate takes a distinctive view of the contract between citizen and state. If that is true, then the cuts being decided in London will surely have distinctive political consequences in the devolved parts of the United Kingdom.
The coalition that nearly did not happen
Jul 29th 2010, 22:20 by Bagehot
WAS Britain's current coalition government inevitable? On one level, it seems obvious now that David Cameron and Nick Clegg were doomed to work together in some way by electoral mathematics. Because the Liberal Democrats and Labour could not muster a majority between them, it would have been dauntingly hard to forge an alliance after May's inconclusive elections without being seen as an illegitimate coalition of the defeated.
But an hour-long documentary broadcast tonight, made by the BBC's political editor Nick Robinson, made clear just how much chance, daring, calculation and the personalities of key participants forged the conditions for the country's first post-war coalition.
The fact that luck was involved is not news, of course: thanks to interviews and the speedy memoirs of Peter Mandelson, Britain knows that Gordon Brown did not help himself by being grumpy and high-handed with Nick Clegg, that David Cameron wrong-footed the Lib Dems with a surprisingly comprehensive coalition offer, and that the Lib Dems shamelessly played the two other parties off against each other.
News reports of the documentary have highlighted the revelation of just how close the coalition talks came to failure: how David Cameron went from confidence, three days after the election that he was going to be prime minister to a depressed certainty on day four that he was going to remain leader of the opposition.
But watching, four details caught my attention. In no particular order:
- The deep unhappiness of previous Lib Dem leaders at forming an alliance with the Conservatives. Lord (Paddy) Ashdown talked of the electorate setting the "perfect trap" for the Lib Dems, who could have gone with Labour if the result had been just minutely different. The former acting leader Vince Cable talked of spending his life "fighting the Conservatives", and how his head and heart were pulled in different directions by the idea of a pact with the Tories. Sir Menzies Campbell pondered how important the personal chemistry was between Mr Cameron and Nick Clegg, saying: "They are not quite peas in a pod, but they are from very similar backgrounds." Both were public schoolboys of the same age, both went to Oxbridge, both were from rather affluent backgrounds, Sir Menzies reflected, with just a hint of distaste.
No matter how the electoral maths looked, it did not take too much imagination to wonder if a deal with Mr Cameron would have been possible, had any of those three older men had been Lib Dem leader.
- The role played by the financial crisis being played out in Europe that same post-election weekend, including the spectacle of riots in Greece. I know I was consumed by the eurozone crisis because I was still based in Brussels at the time. But the Bank of England and Treasury was also watching in alarm, fearing a "perfect storm" if markets decided that political uncertainty made British sovereign debt a bad risk, Mr Robinson reports. As a result, senior Whitehall officials pressed the negotiators from the different parties to reach a deal quickly, to avoid a massive sell off of British debt. In particular, the documentary clarified the extraordinary role played by the head of the Civil Service, or Cabinet Secretary...
- Sir Gus O'Donnell. It has been reported already that Sir Gus was an active adviser during the coalition talks, wargaming different electoral results beforehand, and drawing up contingency plans to achieve the smoothest possible handover from one government to the next. What came across in the documentary was just how active that role was: we know, because Sir Gus appeared on screen and told us so. He was so concerned about any appearance of instability that he did not just push the negotiators to work fast, but pushed them to forge as stable and comprehensive a deal as possible.
When negotiators from the Conservatives and the Liberal Democrats came to the Cabinet Office for their first meeting, the Cabinet Secretary left them in no doubt what was expected of them. "My advice to them," Sir Gus O'Donnell tells the programme, "[was] that pace was important but that also the more comprehensive the agreement the better." If things had gone wrong, he says, "the markets would really have made us pay a price on the Monday morning by selling our debt and that would have been a real problem for the country."
The impression came across to me, watching, that Sir Gus offered encouragement to create a formal coalition, rather than just a minority government backed by a voting pact in parliament. A fragile government would have been too weak to take the difficult decisions needed to restore order to Britain's public finances, Sir Gus seemed to fear. He may well have had a point, but it is hard to avoid the uneasy sense that Britain's top mandarin ultimately made a political judgement about what the country needed, as much as a constitutional one.
- Finally, I was struck once again by the faint whiff of duplicity that hung around Mr Clegg at a couple of moments. He was asked an arcane but important question about what, exactly, Labour had offered him on electoral reform and changes to the voting system, and whether Mr Cameron was misled about the generosity of Labour's offer. Mr Clegg basically side-stepped the question, or rather answered a different one. Mr Clegg also revealed that he had changed his mind about the need for deep cuts in British public spending some weeks before the election, as the financial crisis deepened, but decided not to mention this in public to voters. Pushed on that, he offered no real defence at all.
None of it made for especially happy viewing. The politicians involved in this drama all came across as grown-up, reasonably candid people on camera. Where they had acted out of pure party self-interest, they seemed happy to admit it to Mr Robinson for posterity. We were shown lots of grand, reassuringly wood-panelled Whitehall rooms designed for grand, important talks, and nice Jaguars sweeping past wrought iron gates. It all looked and sounded traditionally British. But it did not feel very British, I have to admit. It felt seedy, I think, and too accidental for comfort.
David Cameron's disingenuous defence of Turkey
Jul 27th 2010, 14:48 by Bagehot
"ANGRY"? Really? Speaking in Turkey earlier today, David Cameron used strikingly forthright language to describe his dismay at French-led efforts to block Turkey from membership of the European Union, saying:
I’m here to make the case for Turkey’s membership of the EU. And to fight for it.
Do you know who said this: “Here is a country which is not European…its history, its geography, its economy, its agriculture and the character of its people – admirable people though they are – all point in a different direction…This is a country which…cannot, despite what it claims and perhaps even believes, be a full member.”
It might sound like some Europeans describing Turkey. But it was actually General de Gaulle describing the UK before vetoing our EU accession. We know what it’s like to be shut out of the club. But we also know that these things can change.
When I think about what Turkey has done to defend Europe as a NATO ally and what Turkey is doing today in Afghanistan alongside our European allies it makes me angry that your progress towards EU Membership can be frustrated in the way it has been. My view is clear. I believe it’s just wrong to say Turkey can guard the camp but not be allowed to sit inside the tent.
To take first things first, Mr Cameron is quite right that the Turkey-EU relationship is in a bad place right now, and right to point out that this a huge strategic mistake. This newspaper has long argued that it is in Europe's strategic interests to admit Turkey, a dynamic, fast-growing, youthful, officially secular Muslim nation that sits astride vital shipping and trade routes, not to mention potentially important routes for energy pipelines that can bring oil and gas from the east, while avoiding Russia. Turkey is an important regional player, with close links to all sorts of places that matter to Europe such as Iran.
Mr Cameron was also speaking as a British prime minister leading a big trade delegation to a fast growing emerging market, home to plenty of touchily nationalistic politicians and commentators. In those circumstances he can be forgiven for laying it on with a trowel.
But his protestations of anger were still unwise, for a few reasons.
One is that his indignation was so obviously baloney. I am sure he is dismayed and concerned about the possibility of Turkey sliding away from Europe. But angry? Come on.
On a minor note, even his nice soundbite about it being wrong to allow someone to guard a camp but not sit inside the tent, does not stand up to much scrutiny. All sorts of camps are guarded by people you would not want to sit inside your tent.
More importantly, he is the representative of a British electorate who are not remotely "angry" about Turkey being excluded from the EU just now. Most British voters do not know much about Turkey's membership hopes. Successive governments in Britain have been leading supporters of Turkish accession, along with places like Poland, Spain or Sweden. But when the British public are asked about the question directly they are distinctly lukewarm. The EU is wary of polling the Turkey question too often, but a 2006 Eurobarometer found only one existing member, Sweden, where more people supported Turkish entry than opposed it. In Britain, 30% said yes to Turkey, 52% said no, and 18% did not know.
You only have to look at British views towards Polish immigrants, who are pretty unchallenging when it comes to integration, to wonder how they would react to the arrival of large numbers of Turks. And indeed, for all his panegyrics to the dynamic Turkish economy and Turkey's ability to influence Iran diplomatically, Mr Cameron has been having the same thought, judging by his careful comments at an Ankara press conference when he reserved the right to impose restrictions on large flows of labour migrants from Turkey before hastily saying he was sure no restrictions would be needed. According to the BBC:
At a joint press conference with Turkish Prime Minister Recep Tayyip Erdogan, Mr Cameron suggested the UK would impose provisional restrictions - as with Bulgarians and Romanians after they joined - on the right of Turkish people to live and work in the UK after it joined the EU.
But the rapid rate of Turkey's economic growth would make any restrictions unnecessary in decades to come, he added.
He said: "One of the effects here is that [as] economies grow and become more evolved, the pressure and flow [of people] between countries isn't so great."
Mr Cameron could also have added: and if there are big flows of migrants from Turkey, the chances are they would head to EU countries with long-established Turkish communities, such as Germany, the Netherlands, Austria or Belgium, before they headed to Britain.
But I have a bigger beef with his protestations of outrage at those EU leaders who have been blocking Turkey's entry. He offered a neat list of three reasons why he thought some European governments were opposed to Turkey:
To make the case for Turkey’s membership of the EU and to seize the huge advances I believe we can make in our trade and our security there are three groups whose views we need to take on directly.
First, the protectionists. They see the rise of a country like Turkey as an economic threat we must defend against – not an opportunity to further our prosperity.
Second, the polarised. They see the history of the world through the prism of a clash of civilisations. They think Turkey has to choose between East and West and that choosing both is just not an option.
Third, the prejudiced. Those who wilfully misunderstand Islam. They see no difference between real Islam and the distorted version of the extremists. They think the problem is Islam itself. And they think the values of Islam can just never be compatible with the values of other religions, societies, or cultures.
All these arguments are just plain wrong.
I think Mr Cameron is right to call leaders like Mr Sarkozy on protectionism. Earlier this year, the French president staged an elaborate pantomime for the benefit of voters, summoning the boss of Renault to browbeat him about plans to make a small car, the Clio, at a plant in Turkey while his industry minister muttered about the French state increasing its stake in the carmaker to gain more control of its production choices (though, in fact, Renault's boss reportedly told Mr Sarkozy he could only make money on the Clio if it was built in Turkey, thanks to lower social charges there, and in the end the French government let the matter drop).
I think Mr Cameron is also right to call some EU leaders out for implying that Turkey is not European enough to deserve entry to the club. Mr Sarkozy is fond of saying that he will not be the one "to tell French schoolchildren that the borders of Europe extend to Syria and Iraq". (Though thanks to France's ex-colonial overseas territories and départements, he is of course quite happy to tell French schoolchildren that the EU's borders extend to Brazil). With my own ears I have heard another top EU leader, over a private lunch, state flatly that the EU is a Christian club, and public opinion will never stand for Turkish entry.
And yet, and yet, it is too neat to say that opposition to Turkey is all born of protectionism or Islamophobia. If you believe in the case for Turkish accession, as I do, you also have to admit that there are some perfectly understandable reasons to worry about it. And if you are a British supporter of Turkish accession, you have to be especially careful to admit that some of those understandable reasons matter less in Britain than elsewhere.
In a previous pseudonymous existence, I wrote in June about American supporters of Turkish EU membership, and how they often seemed to assume that it would not be that big a deal. This, I wrote, often seemed to be linked to a rather condescending view that European countries should hurry up and form a federal union, pronto, if they wished to count on the world stage. This, I felt, risked the accusation that Americans are rather casual about other people's sovereignty.
And Britain? Well, in Germany, for example, it is a big deal that if Turkey did achieve membership in 2025, say, it is projected to have a larger population than any other EU country. That would give Turkey, overnight, the largest delegation of members of the European Parliament. That profoundly shocks Germans, who take the EP rather seriously. In Britain, many people could not care less if a delegation of chimpanzees were elected to the Strasbourg assembly.
In France, for example, it is a source of profound angst that Turkey is full of farmers. How on earth could the Common Agricultural Policy survive the cost of subsidising tens of millions of Turks, it is asked in Paris. In Britain (and in Sweden), few would mourn the CAP if it vanished.
In Brussels, it is common to hear grumbling that British support for Turkish membership is essentially a plot to broaden the EU so much that it can never achieve deeper political and economic union. I think that is unfair, but not wholly. There are certainly British Eurosceptics whose support for Turkey reminds me of the old adage: you can also kill a cat with cream. If some of them could admit China, I suspect they would.
I am sure Mr Cameron is sincere in his support for Turkey. But he also has a vision of the EU as a relatively loose trading alliance of nation states, rather than a deeper economic or political union. That vision is both compatible with Turkish entry and sits at one end of the spectrum of opinion within the EU. His case would be all the stronger if he made a nod to Britain's outlier status, rather than presenting himself as Turkey's angry champion.
Britain: America's Trojan poodle in Europe?
Jul 23rd 2010, 11:15 by Bagehot
THIS week, with David Cameron having a bit of a torrid time of it in Washington, seemed a good moment to look at the much-touted "special relationship". My print column (my first as Bagehot) tries to tackle, head-on, the charge that Britain's proximity to America gives us delusions of grandeur. This charge is especially common in Brussels and other western European capitals. I have been told by all sorts of bigwigs that Britain's foot-dragging over a common EU foreign policy, or EU military co-operation, is based on arrogance, fed by the idea that we are best friends with the American superpower. Another, related charge is that we suffer grandiose delusions about our empire. I refer in the column, obliquely, to a senior politician who told me "your country has never got over the British Empire". The jibe came over a dinner a while back in Strasbourg, and was made by a former head of government who is now a big wheel in EU politics. The line stayed with me, because I was so sure it was wrong.
I think Britain is jolly arrogant in some ways. But I disagree that we think the special relationship makes us too special to pool our forces with Europe. I also disagree that imperial nostalgia is a big force in public opinion.
I think proximity to American hyperpower makes us realistic, not arrogant. As I write in the column, EU politicians keep waiting for some humiliation to happen that wakes us up to our true status as America's Trojan poodles in Europe: slavish in Washington (eg, over Iraq) and cocky in Brussels, and happy to help the Americans divide the EU and rule.
Looking at the rather bumpy ride Mr Cameron had in America, with awkward questions about BP and incredulity from interviewers about the depth of Britain's public spending crisis, I wrote this week:
At last, European allies could be forgiven for thinking, Britain’s Atlanticist obsession is unravelling. Freed from delusions of grandeur, perhaps it will finally stop blocking attempts to pursue a much more ambitious European foreign and security policy.
It is a seductive theory. Alas, it is based on a misunderstanding of the special relationship, which British officials know is not that special at all. For the ministers, military types, envoys and spooks who make the relationship work, proximity to the world superpower has made them painfully realistic more than it has made them arrogant. They know all too well they serve a mid-sized, declining power that only intermittently sways American policy.
What is more, Britain’s upper echelons are not theologically opposed to working with Europe, nor hostile to European values. In the words of one senior figure, a posting in America is the best way to teach the British how “fundamentally European” they are. If the British machine is sceptical about Euro-dreams of bestriding a multipolar world, that is because it has a jump-seat view of American might—and of the money and unity of purpose required to make it work.
Some readers may raise an eyebrow at the idea that a posting in America is enough to teach the British how "fundamentally European" they are. Having been posted to both Brussels and Washington in my time, I think I know what my source meant.
On the one hand, Britain is a free market outlier in Europe, displaying an Anglo-Saxon preference for individual freedom over enforced equality, a lot of the time. And yes, Britain and America are bound by deep ties of language, history and culture. But if you look at a whole range of markers, the British start to look rather (western) European: think of public spending as a share of national wealth, tax rates, welfare provisions, healthcare, rates of religious observance, the proportion of politicians who are secularist or openly atheist, views of gay marriage, capital punishment, gun laws... the list is long.
When it comes to nostalgia for the empire, I think that is a generational issue. Put simply, I think that Britons under 40 are almost wholly clueless about the British empire. In my column, I note:
A recent YouGov poll for Chatham House, a think-tank, did find that Britons prefer New Zealand, Canada and Australia to other foreign countries, by a hefty margin. But some ex-colonies, such as India and Pakistan, were unpopular. To be blunt, most Britons under 40 have only the haziest knowledge of the empire: history is not their strongest suit. The YouGov poll seemed mostly to reflect dislike of the exotic: the next highest-scoring foreign countries were tidy, calm Switzerland, Sweden and the Netherlands. Thanks to a shared language, it is easy for Britons to take credit for America’s successes (for instance, Hollywood films that feature one or two British stars), while decrying American excesses. But that amounts to the sin of smugness, not dreams of playing Athens to America’s Rome.
My very first foreign assignment was to Australia, to cover a constitutional convention held in 1998 to debate the monarchy. I worked for a staunchly monarchist newspaper at the time, who sent me to cover the whole thing, end to end. As the only foreign correspondent there, as the convention dragged into days 10, 11 and so on, I ended up becoming a useful filler story for Australian broadcasters, who had run out of interesting things to say. Thus, for a few short days, I was dragged in front of every television camera and microphone in Canberra, as a presenter intoned: "The eyes of the world are on Australia. Here to tell us what Britain thinks..." And each time, I would be asked to confirm that the British public were on tenterhooks, and would be devastated if the queen were no longer Queen of Australia. Each time, I would reply with what I was sure was the truth: that the British public had little or no idea the convention was going on, and that many younger Britons would be a bit startled to hear their monarch even was Queen of Australia. This did not always go down well.
Now, 12 years on, I see no reason to suppose British knowledge of the empire is any better. I suspect if you stopped passers-by in a shopping centre, handed them a list of countries: Indonesia, Malaysia, Thailand, Suriname, Congo, Uganda, Malta, Lebanon and so on, and asked them to say which ones were part of the British empire, their answers would be little better than a random stab in the dark. History is not a high priority in British education: it is not compulsory after 14. This is the country, after all, where one in three younger Britons had no idea that William the Conqueror won the battle of Hastings.
That same YouGov poll, by the way, found that the British public were strikingly hostile to the EU, but that on a whole range of issues from illegal immigration to trade or relations with India and China, more wanted to work closely with the EU than with America.
A last thought. I think it is unusually hard to judge how much the British public like or dislike America, because a shared language makes American culture so much less visible in Britain. To expand on the cinematic example given above, if a cinema in Rome or Paris or Barcelona is showing nothing but Hollywood films, that may well feel to some locals like a foreign cultural invasion. If the same films are showing at a British multiplex, it is much less of a challenge to British amour-propre. I think this goes for consumer products too. I could not find polling data on this, but I have a hunch that if you asked random British consumers the nationality of Heinz baked beans, Kellogg's Cornflakes or Mars bars, a surprising number would reply that they were British, not American.
A black cloud on the horizon for Anglo-American relations?
Jul 21st 2010, 20:13 by Bagehot
THE PRESS pack travelling with David Cameron in America seems pretty confident that his first prime ministerial visit to Washington DC went well. The judgement of those on the ground is worth listening to: even allowing for spin it is usually pretty obvious to reporters when a leader's entourage are happy, relieved or anxious. And the team with Mr Cameron are happy with the welcome he received from President Obama, says George Parker of the Financial Times:
David Cameron was still glowing last night after his three-hour bonding session with President Obama, who took him on a tour of his personal apartments in the White House as well as the garden: a far cry from the short “brush by” offered to him when he was still leader of the opposition.
In spite of all the pre-meeting efforts to dampen expectations - Cameron wrote that he was not bothered by the “baubles” of the “special relationship” - his team were immediately anxious to tell journalists how well the meeting had gone.
Mr Cameron and Mr Obama are both good at easy charm, and their joint press conference contains all the bonhomie and familiarity a visiting British prime minister could wish for. Gone are the reports of Gordon Brown pursuing Mr Obama through a kitchen in the hopes of a meeting, or Downing Street officials asking five times for some face time with the president. The pair played well off their similarities as forty-something parents of young children who have found themselves in gigantic jobs:
PRIME MINISTER CAMERON: Well, first of all, can I thank you, Mr. President, for welcoming me so warmly to the White House today. Thank you for the meeting, for the lunch that we had, and also for the tour of part of your home. I have to say, I was most impressed by how tidy your children’s bedrooms were. (Laughter.) And I think if the President of the United States can get his children to tidy their bedrooms, then the British Prime Minister, it’s about time --
PRESIDENT OBAMA: You can do it.
PRIME MINISTER CAMERON: -- he did exactly the same thing. (Laughter.)
PRESIDENT OBAMA: You have to give them some notice, that’s the only thing. (Laughter.)
PRIME MINISTER CAMERON: Right. Well, they’ve got notice --
PRESIDENT OBAMA: Tell them the Prime Minister is coming. (Laughter.)
PRIME MINISTER CAMERON: They should be in bed by now, but if they’re not they have notice. (Laughter.)
But I must admit, from a distance of several thousand miles, I am not so sanguine. For much of his visit, Mr Cameron was forced to answer painful questions about BP, the oil giant. American senators and reporters peppered him with questions about whether the oil giant (already on the rack for the Gulf of Mexico oil spill) played any role in the 2009 release from a British prison of Abdelbaset al-Megrahi, the only person convicted of the bombing of Pan Am flight 103 above the Scottish town of Lockerbie in 1988.
Mr Cameron tried to play a straight bat. He repeatedly said Scotland’s devolved executive was to blame for the release. He said it had been “completely wrong” to release Mr Megrahi on the “compassionate” grounds that he was close to death from cancer (though Mr Megrahi remains alive in his native Libya, almost a year later), and noted that this had been his position long before he won the election. He confirmed that Britain's top civil servant, the cabinet secretary, had been asked to go through government papers to see if any more light could be shed on the release. He was sensitive to the depth of anger in America over the case, calling Mr Megrahi "the biggest mass murderer in British history". Yet he was careful to defend BP as a company, saying at one point: "let us not confuse the oil spill with the Libyan bomber." He said he was not sure a British government enquiry could do much good, given that he already knew the release had been a "bad decision".
Mr Obama played it straight, too. Though his administration appears to favour fuller investigation of the case, he did not call Mr Cameron on this. As the BBC's man in the travelling pack, James Landale, put it:
Messrs Cameron and Obama had clearly agreed a joint strategy to deal with the Lockerbie row. The PM promised that Gus O'Donnell, the Cabinet Secretary, would scurry around looking for any more information. And the president declined to push for a UK government inquiry. Not a bad strategy. Let's see if it works.
And yet, and yet. The combination of BP and the Lockerbie case is a potentially ghastly one. BP has already confirmed that one of its staff, a senior ex-British spook who had worked on the Libya dossier, later lobbied the British government in general terms over an agreement to transfer prisoners back to Libya. But BP denies lobbying directly for Mr Megrahi to be released. Pressed on this, Mr Cameron gave what can most kindly be described as a very careful reply:
You asked about the role of BP. I mean, the role of BP and any lobbying they might have done is an issue for BP and an issue that they should explain themselves. I mean, the decision to release Megrahi, though, was a decision made by the Scottish government, and I haven’t seen anything to suggest that the Scottish government were in any way swayed by BP. They were swayed by their considerations about the need to release him on compassionate grounds -- grounds that I think were completely wrong. I don’t think it’s right to show compassion to a mass murderer like that. I think it was wrong.
But it’s a matter for BP to answer what activities they undertook. But the Scottish government made its decision and has explained its decision on many occasions and I’m sure will explain it again.
For their part, the Scottish executive (the devolved government of Scotland) are coming out fighting, saying they had no truck with lobbying that linked Libyan prisoners to commercial contracts for oil firms, but that Mr Megrahi had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, which changed his case into a compassionate one.
The problem is that four senators, at least, have the bit between their teeth now and every reason to keep hammering this. One of them, Charles Schumer of New York, told CNN after meeting Mr Cameron:
"Our request for an independent investigation was still on the table," said Sen. Charles Schumer of New York. "It was not case-closed."
CNN adds:
The four senators said that questions over how al Megrahi could have survived almost a year and whether BP exerted influence in the case need to be answered. The Scottish government has insisted that BP never lobbied to free al Megrahi.
"We say there is a lot of circumstantial evidence -- no smoking gun -- strong circumstantial evidence, that something wrong happened here," Schumer said. "We don't think all the facts have come out."
Schumer was joined by fellow New York Sen. Kirsten Gillibrand and New Jersey Sens. Frank Lautenberg and Robert Menendez. All are Democrats.
The senators released a letter Monday calling for the United Kingdom to launch a full investigation into al Megrahi's release and whether BP was involved.
Here is Mr Menendez, talking to The Cable, a blog of Foreign Policy magazine:
"This is beyond our bilateral relationship with the British; this is a question of what messaging do we want to send to terrorists. Do we want to tell them you can kill Americans and others and at the end of the day still get out of jail? That's the wrong message."
The senators would like to call British officials as witnesses at their hearing, set for next week. It is not clear if that is going to happen. But I have a hunch this story is not over. Even if the Scottish executive is vindicated by documents that are released, and Mr Megrahi's release really was triggered by his cancer diagnosis, there could be more than enough material about ties between Libya, BP and the last British government to make the "special relationship" a bit less special, in American eyes.
Eton flourishes, at least for now
Jul 20th 2010, 15:47 by Bagehot
A FRIEND was recently at a party in the English countryside, when he heard a curious bellowing from some of the male guests. On closer inspection he discovered they were chanting "prime minister and a king," in a manner both cheerful and derisive. My friend, who went to Eton, identified the shouty men as fellow old boys of his school. Like a questing anthropologist, he used his inside knowledge of the tribe to discover that they were celebrating the arrival in power of David Cameron, an Old Etonian, as prime minister, and the fact that Eton is also the alma mater of Prince William, who is in line to be king one day. This double whammy made his fellow OEs very happy.
I left Britain about five minutes after Tony Blair was elected in 1997 to work abroad, and as I left was reliably informed that with the election of New Labour the world had changed forever. It was all Cool Britannia now, Mockney accents for posh boys, and everyone pretending to love football—such pockets of Sloane-ey resistance as remained would not take long to round up and suppress.
I come back to Britain 12 and a bit years later, and what do I find? Etonians performing little war dances of victory at smart parties in the shires. I appear to have missed some major developments.
The joke wears thin pretty fast, though.
The House magazine has dug into the school backgrounds of the new intake at the House of Commons, and found that 20 current MPs come from Eton. Millfield is next with six MPs, then Westminster (bagging the deputy prime minister) and Charterhouse with five each and after that Nottingham High School, alma mater of four serving MPs, among them Ed Balls the Labour leadership challenger.
All told, the piece notes:
"54 per cent of Conservative MPs attended fee-paying schools, compared to 40 per cent of the Liberal Democrat total and just 15 per cent of Labour MPs. Or, rather more starkly, seven per cent of the population is educated independently, compared to 35 per cent of MPs"
The article is headed "Class Divide", but of course this is not really a story about poshness: it amuses some journalists to tease Ed Balls about going to a fee-paying school, but there is no real comparison between Eton, a school of unique, baroque poshness, and Nottingham High School, which is a really good academic school in a perfectly normal small town. This is mostly a story about Britain's horrible two-tier education system.
Having lived in various places and reported from many more, I am sure that the gap between the top private schools in Britain and the state sector is the widest anywhere in the world. Returning to this country, I am utterly depressed by the low levels of ambition displayed by things like the National Curriculum, and by anecdotal stories of businesses recruiting graduates who cannot write in half-decent English. In short, Britain's education divide strikes me as not funny at all.
Not talking about a revolution
Jul 19th 2010, 18:33 by Bagehot
I CANNOT put my finger on it. But there is something about this Coalition government that does not quite make sense to me.
I can see that the leadership of the Conservative and Liberal Democrat parties agree on really rather a lot. They agree that the last Labour government failed to fix some big problems, partly because it was over-wedded to solutions involving central government diktats and lots of state spending.
They are sensitive to the fact that the role of the state is a potential dividing line between their parties. The Tory party, broadly, has lots of members who believe the state is a big part of the problem, most of the time. The Liberal Democratic party is also made up of different factions. One faction, which includes the party's leader Nick Clegg, is sceptical that the state is always a terribly efficient machine for fixing big problems. But another important faction tends to think that social justice can only be achieved by spending hefty amounts of public money.
Unsurprisingly, lots of figures in the magic circle of the Coalition are getting good at coming up with solutions for problems, or at least analyses of problems, that bridge (or at least paper over) that divide. They offer pragmatic, often rather modest sounding proposals, with a bit of a market tinge (lots of talk about consumer choice and people power). These modest proposals have the great virtue of not exposing philosophical rifts between the right and left fringes of the Coalition. My problem is this: I have the strange hunch that the people advancing these proposals do not believe they will do the job. I detect an odd whiff of phoney war in the air.
This is a blog entry, not a finished article, so bear with me as I try to grope my way through this. Perhaps a concrete example will help. Actually, readers will have to bear with me a second time. Because this is a blog posting, I am going to use quite long quotes: just sometimes, I want to use the internet's flexibility to explore ideas in some detail. I really want to know what you think.
So. This morning saw the release of a new policy pamphlet by Miriam Gross on the teaching of reading in British schools. There is no disguising where the pamphlet comes from in the bafflingly ideological culture war that has raged for decades between traditionalist fans of phonics (ie, learning to read by spelling out words, letter by letter), and those on the left who think that is too didactic and bossy, and prefer allowing children to absorb whole words organically.
The pamphlet was published by the Centre for Policy Studies, a centre-right outfit, and given a plug in the Daily Telegraph by Boris Johnson, the Conservative mayor of London.
Ms Gross identifies a big problem. As she writes:
Over a third of all children who leave London’s state primary
schools at the age of 11 still have difficulties with reading (even
though they have passed national tests) and about 5% can
hardly read at all. About 20% of pupils leave secondary schools
without being able to read or write with confidence.”
She identifies a culprit:
Since the 1960s, when the “progressive education” movement
pioneered in America was embraced by the British school
system, the first years of school have been seen mainly as a
time for play, creativity and self expression. Requiring children
to memorise facts and figures has come to be regarded, not as
enlarging a child’s world, but as stifling his or her imagination...... when the tenets of progressive education were adopted by
the state system in the 1960s, learning letters and sounds was
partially abandoned in favour of more play-based, less
structured techniques. Phonics was thought to be too
unimaginative, didactic and boring – it prevented children from
engaging “meaningfully” with the words they were reading.
She acknowledges that Tony Blair was persuaded of the case to teach phonics alongside "whole word" learning, but argues that the Labour government's instructions to teachers were widely resisted, so that phonics were not given a proper shot.
She challenges an argument advanced by some in the education world, that reading standards are poor in London because so many children speak another language at home (EAL pupils, in the jargon). She quotes school bosses who think immigration is not the biggest problem:
“Immigration is often an excuse for low achieving schools in
urban areas with a high ethnic minority intake”, says Sir Michael
Wilshaw, the head of Mossbourne Community Academy.
Literacy levels of EAL children are low, he firmly believes,
because they are being taught by teachers who have low
expectations of their true potential.
“These children are usually keen to learn and
extremely well behaved. My experience of
Mossbourne and similar schools is that if early and
effective literacy programmes are put into place,
EAL pupils make rapid progress."
In the most political passage in the pamphlet, Ms Gross argues:
There is in fact a great deal of evidence (from reports by the
government and by the Joseph Rowntree Foundation, for
example) to show that it is white working-class children who
have the most intractable reading difficulties. Unlike most
immigrant parents, who are very keen on their children receiving
a good education even if they themselves speak very little
English, white working-class parents often seem to be
indifferent to their children’s education.
Alas, she concludes, central government diktats have never worked before, so there is no reason to think they will now:
Given that the education establishment is hostile to
reforms of the kind that are needed, it is very unlikely that yet
more diktats from central government will bring about the
required transformation.
Her big idea, endorsed by Mayor Johnson, is to offer schools an incentive to seek out good ways to teach reading:
One step towards achieving this might be to initiate an annual
contest among London primary schools – a kind of Booker Prize
for literacy, perhaps sponsored by one of the large corporations
which have been so vehement in complaining about the poor
skills of school leavers. The competing schools would be
independently assessed culminating in three winners and 10
runners-up. Every child and all the relevant teachers in the
winning schools would then be given an award at a large prizegiving
party. The winning schools would get a substantial cash
award to be spent entirely at the head teachers discretion. The
teaching methods of the successful schools – as well as the
conduct and enthusiasm of children – would be analysed so that
teachers and parents alike can see which approach works best.
Now compare that to this section from a speech that Nick Clegg gave last Friday, playing down the idea that the Coalition is divided between those who believe in a big state and those who think small:
Too often, political philosophy is boiled down into these kind of binary questions: are you pro-state or anti-state? Do you want a small state or big state? The answer to these questions is then used a proxy for a political position.
To be on the left, in this analysis, is to be in favour of a big state, high public spending and high taxation to pay the bills. To be on the right is to believe the opposite to all of these.
For liberals, the questions are essentially meaningless. A liberal state cannot be equated to a particular level of government spending as a proportion of GDP. It is perfectly possible to have a state that spends small amounts on a highly authoritarian state apparatus. It is perfectly possible to have a state that spends large amounts in a manner that is liberating.
Take education. A centralized, dictat-driven school system with no diversity, no choice, and no flexibility would be illiberal no matter how much it cost. A system that allows for choice, freedom, and diversity is a liberal one – with the price tag a separate question.
Michael Gove’s plans to allow for greater autonomy in schools, along with more localized diversity of provision and more choice for parents is a quintessentially liberal approach. This is an area where the state needs to back off.
But the education system is also failing to promote social mobility. Too often, poor children end up with a poor education, compared to their more affluent peers. Here is an area where the state does need to intervene more aggressively, by providing a targeted pupil premium, giving more power to the most disadvantaged children in the system.
So: less state intervention in the running of schools, more state intervention in promoting social mobility. Is the state getting smaller or bigger in this scenario? To my mind, it’s a ludicrous way of framing the question. The liberal test for any form of state intervention is whether it liberates and empowers people.
It is a clever argument, and you can see its appeal to the deputy prime minister.
Both these arguments about how to fix schools, from Miriam Gross and from Nick Clegg, are based on the idea that with the right, relatively modest financial incentives, a problem can be fixed without central government diktats. Their solutions are essentially about giving parents and schools nudges to make good choices, through judicious injections of money (a prize for reading in London schools, pupil premiums to encourage successful schools to enroll children from the poorest homes). That is good politics for the coalition. It is good politics for an age of austerity where there is no money to spend on flashy new plans.
But here is the thing. I don't think Miriam Gross or Nick Clegg can completely believe what they are saying. Because parental choice would surely struggle to fix the case of those working class white children that Ms Gross writes about, whose parents do not care about their education. I think—and this is very rude of me because I have never met Ms Gross nor asked her what she thinks—that she might secretly believe that something much more revolutionary is needed, involving a much more frontal assault on opponents of change in the teaching profession.
Equally, and this is presumptuous of me because I have not asked him, I do not see how Nick Clegg believes that failing schools can be fixed by the state simply being less bossy and "backing off", while attaching a premium to poor pupils. I can see how a pupil premium might persuade an excellent school to take in a child from a troubled background. But what if that child's parents do not seek a place at that excellent school, either because education is not a high priority, or because they prefer to send their child to their nearest local school, even if it is considered to be failing by central government inspectors?
I have a hunch that Mr Clegg and the Coalition leadership actually think that failing schools have to be closed down, and to do that the central government will in some way have to launch some sort of more frontal assault on the power of local authorities.
In other words, the very modesty and pragmatism of all these ideas is fishy, to me. I have a hunch that this Coalition is pulling its punches, for now. But can it last?
When Peter Mandelson is worth listening to
Jul 15th 2010, 16:25 by Bagehot
THE news headlines tell us that senior Labour figures, from Tony Blair on down, are "furious" with Peter Mandelson for spilling indiscretions in "The Third Man", his swiftly published memoir. Mr Blair is "said by close associates to be "livid" that Lord Mandelson rushed into print with assertions that Mr Blair both disputes and believes can only help the Lib-Con coalition," says The Times.
The book certainly contains its share of spilled beans, adding depressing detail to the ghastly tale of the Brown-Blair feuds that sapped so much of the Labour government's energy between 1997 and 2010. I speak with the weary authority of one who finished the 566 page book in one sitting, yesterday, after an early copy was kindly delivered by the publishers in time for The Economist's weekly deadline.
If you want spats and snits and rows, they are all there. Like lots of very indiscreet people, Lord Mandelson has developed an extraordinary line in post-indiscretion self-exculpation.
Thus (pp 26-7) he never poured "pure poison" about Gordon Brown into the ear of the future Tory Chancellor of the Exchequer, George Osborne because...well, because "George did most of the talking", "consumed by his interest" in tensions between Mr Brown and Mr Blair. All Lord Mandelson did was listen, nod and "yes, I added a brush stroke or two to the psychological portrait George had obviously spent many months assembling. But nothing I hadn't said to others at one time or another before. Nothing, in fact, I hadn't said to Gordon."
This is a brilliantly bogus defence, made still more richly comic because the entire book drips with pure poison about Mr Brown. It variously depicts Mr Brown plotting, buck-passing, scapegoating underlings, bullying, ranting, swearing and issuing "naked, undisguised" threats to Mr Blair, who compares him to "something out of the mafiosi". Oh, and at one moment Mrs Blair seems to accuse Mr Brown of causing "evil".
Several times, Mr Brown comes across as more or less loopy, notably in the last days of his government. Asking Lord Mandelson for his help in crafting a better communications strategy, a "furious" and "seething" Mr Brown tells him: "It's ridiculous. I've got all these things to do, all this policy in my mind, but no means of communicating it." Right you are.
As the apocryphal story has it, a priest once compared taking confession at a convent to "being stoned to death with marshmallows", so petty and numerous were the sisters' declared sins. Readers of "The Third Man" feel the same way at moments, as when Lord Mandelson devotes most of page 202 to an account of a meeting to discuss the timing of a campaign document called "New Deal for a Lost Generation" on a Thursday morning in "the late spring of 1996". The account confirms that Peter shouted at Gordon and Gordon shouted at Peter and Tony turned to Peter and said: "For God's sake, calm down."
And yes, Peter stood up and walked out and the door slammed behind him, but—and this detail has clearly lurked in the Mandelson breast ever since—it slammed inadvertently which: "made my exit more dramatic than I intended". Luckily, he had time to write a note to Mr Blair about the row later that day, in which he told his party leader: "I think we have to recognise that you and I have reached the end of the road." This, of course, was a threat which lasted, oh, a few days, because ultimately Tony knew that Peter would never walk away, because he was too loyal.
I cannot claim to know Lord Mandelson well: I was a reporter in Brussels when he was an EU commissioner, and I saw him several times in that context. But even as a professional acquaintance of not very long standing, I heard him saying similarly startling things. He is a politician who uses indiscretion as an instrument of control: telling journalists such radioactive things that they understand there is no way they can be put in print. And thus without knowing quite how it has happened, the journalist self-censors, and becomes a complicit part of Lord Mandelson's world.
Or rather, even that is too simple. I remember once interviewing the commissioner, and there was all this palaver that preceded the meeting about how he was very tired, so tired, and did he have to do the interview now. And then we did the interview, and afterwards his ever-patient press spokesman Peter Power phoned to say that "Peter is worried that he was not on good form, so suggests you telephone him tomorrow and he will say some more." I duly telephoned, and the commissioner was stunningly, eye-wateringly indiscreet about what he thought of Gordon Brown, among other things (these were the Brussels years, when the then Mr Mandelson was not on speaking terms with the then chancellor).
Was that on or off the record, I asked him at the end. "Oh, you decide," he murmured. I knew what that meant: if I quoted something that caused too much trouble, I risked having the commissioner rebuke me for breaking a confidence. If it did not cause too much trouble, well, it was all at my risk.
So why are Lord Mandelson’s closest and oldest friends, starting with Mr Blair, so cross about this book’s candour? That is a simple one. Like so many political memoirs, this is partly an exercise in settling scores. And it settles scores not just with Mr Brown, but devastatingly, with Mr Blair.
In essence, Lord Mandelson accuses Mr Blair of using him, keeping him in backroom roles as a hidden, sometimes secret adviser, and thus denying him the chance to develop an autonomous career.
“The Third Man” is about four different books rolled into one. As noted in this blog earlier this week, it is a not very dramatic instant book about the last days of Labour in power. It is also a breathless account of the: “Tony complained to Peter that Gordon was out of control after he had shouted at Alastair for leaking that Charlie had briefed against him” sort of nonsense that consumed so much energy among people who were meant to be running the country.
But it is also a pretty devastating portrait of Mr Blair, a man Lord Mandelson admits took up a startling amount of space in his life (he ponders poignantly, at one point, how every single entry in his diary involves something to do with Mr Blair).
Mr Blair comes across as simultaneously strong and weak: forever storming about and saying that Gordon has gone too far this time, before failing to confront him. Lord Mandelson is scathing about his “sofa government” style, and canny enough to draft in others for second opinions. Thus he quotes a memo from David Miliband, then a policy adviser, despairing that policies are crafted without the prime minister’s input, because he so hates the detail and process of ministerial meetings. He quotes the former BBC boss, John Birt, marvelling that staff who fail to carry out Mr Blair’s instructions are never confronted.
There is more than a whiff of Clintonian hair-splitting about the man sometimes referred to in the book as “barrister Blair”. Some ghastly confrontation will be reported, in which Gordon tells Peter he can only work with him if he has a complete veto over all government policy, and Peter says he cannot possibly agree, or something similar. And then, when Mr Blair is told, he appears baffled that the confrontation happened at all, invariably telling Lord Mandelson: but why didn’t you just play along with him?
Stringing Peter along. Playing along with Gordon. Offering half-promises with conditions attached so that they can be broken later without breaking some lawyerly code of honour: all these are favourite Blair devices in Lord Mandelson’s account. It is not a pretty spectacle.
There is, finally, a fourth book lurking amid all the suffocating detail of life in the Downing Street hothouse. This is a shrewd and lucid historical account of how the New Labour modernisation project took the Labour party from suicidal left-wingery in the 1980s to three election victories in a row.
It is easy to forget, amidst all the froth, that Lord Mandelson is a clever and thoughtful man, who worked with other clever and thoughtful men to pull off something rather remarkable: the complete repositioning of a political party.
For all today’s cross headlines about how the book can only help the coalition government, that is manifestly not the case. An op-ed in the Times by Ed Miliband, one of the contenders for the vacant Labour leadership, makes clear that Mr Miliband has read “The Third Man” and absorbed its lessons about how Labour cannot win if it does not appeal to the aspirational middle classes of Middle England, especially southern England.
The book cites a “seminal” pamphlet analysing Labour’s 1992 election defeat, that identified a “southern discomfort” about Labour, with southern English voters viewing the party as the party that is caring, but is also “most likely to take things away” from the successful. In today’s op-ed, Mr Miliband quotes the exact same 1992 pamphlet. He also more or less paraphrases the epilogue of “The Third Man”, a considered, pained, meditation by Lord Mandelson on why Labour lost the 2010 election.
The epilogue is partial, self-serving and oddly out of date: it simply omits Labour’s handling of Britain’s public finances, for example. But some of it rings true, and you can see why a prospective Labour leader would study it. Lord Mandelson writes:
“…where in 1997 we had been in touch with [the public’s] broader ideas of fairness, by 2010 we were perceived to be on a different wavelength. In our final years in office, where economic times were tough, too many voters thought that while they were working hard and paying their dues, the government was working for others: bankers, immigrants, benefit recipients, or those we were helping in far-off foreign conflicts. What these voters meant by fairness was fair rules on immigration, welfare and housing--issues on which they felt we were either now speaking a different language than we had in 1997, or no longer had anything to say at all.”
There is much that is worth reading in these memoirs. There is much that is utterly depressing, even ludicrous. At the end of 566 pages, the New Labour experiment makes a bit more sense, and is also irretrievably diminished. What a waste, all round.
The Liberal Democrats dig in for three years of pain
Jul 13th 2010, 14:32 by Bagehot
TO NICK Clegg's old school, Westminster, for the summer party of Centre Forum, favourite think tank of the "small state" wing of the Liberal Democratic party. The deputy prime minister gave a cheery speech about the joys of being in coalition, throwing in the detail that David Cameron texted him during the World Cup finals to ask how the Clegg household's domestic coalition was surviving a Dutch-Spanish clash (Mr Clegg's mother is Dutch while his wife is Spanish). Mr Clegg said he had solved the problem in a quintessentially LibDem way: he abandoned the Dutch at half time in protest at their behaviour and began supporting the Spanish. It all felt very matey and "new politics", down to the clutch of Conservative cabinet ministers and MPs mingling with their LibDem colleagues on the lawns of College Garden.
There is something about any summer gathering in an English garden that is always a bit reminiscent of a wedding: the men in pale suits, women trying not to get their heels stuck in the grass, the dangers of drinking too much white wine in the sun (and the marquee in case of rain).
The same comparisons came to every mind when Mr Clegg and Mr Cameron appeared for their first press conference together in the gardens of 10 Downing Street back in May, and the press as one compared them to a gay couple getting hitched.
Last night, though, it was clear that this marriage faces a bumpy few years. In his brief speech, Mr Clegg said he was looking forwards to the "second half of this government." After that three year mark, he suggested, the spending cuts and other economic measures unveiled by the coalition would be "bearing fruit", while new financial regulations would be delivering a much needed "rebalancing" of the British economy.
His public cheeriness chimed with what LibDem insiders say in private, which is that the party is braced for brutal punishment from the voters once spending cuts bite. The LibDem leadership around Nick Clegg is braced for several mid-term bloody noses, whether at elections to the Scottish parliament, local and regional polls or the next European Parliament elections.
Just as bankers and businesses fear a double dip recession, the LibDem leaders seem to be counting on their political fortunes to trace a deep V shape in the next few years, as they are punished for siding with the Conservatives. By 2015 (when this government will have to hold an election), the leadership is "convinced" the economy will be picking up and they will get the credit for tough deficit cuts early on.
Conservative members of the coalition share the same fears about the short and medium term: that shared analysis bodes well for their new union. One Tory talks of "mid-term horrors". Another Tory notes that his Lib Dem colleagues are "taking much more flak than we are" from the press and the Labour party, when it comes to cuts. The same Conservative argues that the coalition is strengthened not weakened by this asymmetric pounding. Labour were behaving as if the LibDems belonged to them, he suggested, and the LibDems have noticed this. Labour's rage was rather inept, he felt: it would be more clever for Labour to criticise the LibDems more in sorrow than in anger.
And yet on another important front, the analysis of LibDem and Tory insiders seems to differ. I don't want to put too much stress on this, as my sample sizes are still rather small. But so far, when I speak to Conservatives they cite the prospect of a mid-term mauling as the big test facing their coalition. But LibDems have been quicker to say that the real test for their partnership—perhaps the only test that really matters to rank and file LibDems—is whether the government can deliver changes to the voting system, notably the "Alternative Vote" system that most people believe should deliver more seats for a third party like theirs.
Assuming this coalition does last till 2015, all these questions should have been answered one way or the other: spending cuts will either have salvaged the public finances or plunged the country into a depression. The country either will or will not have voted by referendum for the new voting system that matters so much to LibDems (and so little to most ordinary voters). There is no guarantee the coalition will last nearly so long, of course. But if one message came away from last night's gathering, it was that both parties in the government assume things will get worse before they get better: that is itself useful information. It gives them both a strong incentive to make their shotgun marriage last at least five years.
Peter Mandelson's tell-not-quite-all memoirs
Jul 12th 2010, 12:34 by Bagehot
WHILE still in Brussels, my last posting, I had a long talk with a colleague from another country, who had just quit journalism to take a post in government service. He had been one of the best-connected political journalists in his home country, and I remember asking him—now that he was on the inside—what did he now make of journalism, and its ability to winkle out the truth.
Hmm, he replied. This move has been a very chastening experience. I now see that even good journalists probably know about 15% of what is going on, and can guess another 30% or so. But once you are on the other side of the line, you realise just how much is going on, and how most of it is not public. He laughed mournfully, in the manner of a man who was not wholly impressed by the secrets to which he was now privy.
Bearing that in mind, I cannot quite decide what to make of Peter Mandelson's memoirs, The Third Man, which are being serialised in the Times this week ahead of their publication on July 15th.
For despite their appearance of fly-on-the-wall candour, to me the surprise of today's opening extracts—which focus on the very recent past, and the aftermath of May's general election—is how closely the "inside" account matches the account already familiar from the press.
True, we are offered some choice snippets from Lord Mandelson, who was effectively deputy prime minister at the time and a key figure in the abortive negotiations between Labour and the Liberal Democrats to see if the two "progressive" allies could form a coalition. But overall, the basic narrative is very familiar. We are told:
- Gordon Brown is quite stubborn, and took a lot of convincing that he had lost and was unrealistic about his chances of forming a coalition government with the Liberal Democrats. Holed up in his bunker at Number 10, his oldest allies and aides fretted about how to convince him that the public might not wear this coalition of losers.
- It did not take Lord Mandelson very long to decide that Gordon Brown's departure as prime minister was probably a reasonable price to pay for such a coalition.
- The Liberal Democrats initially assumed they were closer to Labour than to the Tories, but were taken aback by the generosity of the offer made to them by David Cameron's Conservatives.
- It did not help that Nick Clegg, the LibDem leader, did not care for Mr Brown's manner, which he found patronising.
- For all their holier-than-thou image, the LibDems are rather more selfish in private and were obsessed with securing a deal on changes to Britain's electoral system that would benefit smaller parties like theirs.
- Peter Mandelson consults Tony Blair quite a lot, and respects his judgement.
- Peter Mandelson was quicker than other, more tribal leaders within the Labour party to conclude that David Cameron was pulling off something rather impressive and clever, during the coalition negotiations.
So far, readers may be forgiven for thinking they are firmly in bears and woods territory, here.
The test will come in the next few days, when the serialisation will hopefully move away from instant headlines towards crunchier, more surprising observations. Until then, surely, two swings of the political wrecking ball should still be savoured.
One involves a nicely-executed attack on Danny Alexander, now chief secretary to the Treasury, but then Mr Clegg's right-hand man in the coalition talks. Mr Alexander was not just jolly keen on securing a change in Britain's voting rules (to a system known as the alternative vote which broadly favours third parties), Lord Mandelson reports. Mr Alexander was so keen that in one of his first contacts with Lord Mandelson, he "asked about the possibility of our implementing the alternative vote system without holding the referendum promised in our manifesto."
Lord Mandelson recalls, delicately, that he was a "little surprised" (translation: shocked and appalled) by this question. Mr Alexander replied that "their worry was that the referendum would be lost because voters might see a Lib-Lab pact as a self-interested stitch-up on both sides." The LibDems also fretted that Labour leaders might not be able to carry Labour backbenchers in the House of Commons to vote on electoral rule changes.
Having stuck the knife in (now you can see how "democratic" those Liberal Democrats really are), Lord Mandelson offers a final twist with a touch of feigned sympathy. "These were all understandable concerns," he concludes (translation: understandable if you are bunch of two-faced self-servers like the LibDems).
The second mini-demolition job involves Lord Mandelson's explanation of Gordon Brown's determination to seek a coalition with the LibDems.
He writes:
"What was apparent was that if there was any chance of a deal, Gordon was not about to let it slip. With the old, fiercely tribal, Brown passion, he said: "Once the Tories are in government, with their hands on the levers, we'll never get them off.""
Hmm, is that a display of tribal Labour passion? It reads more like an astonishing admission of defeat and pessimism to me.
Given that Lord Mandelson has not traditionally used "tribal" (or indeed "old") as a compliment, what was his intention in quoting this moment of Brownian gloom? Did he agree that once the Tories are in government, Labour will struggle to oust them? Does he think the same thing now? Now that is a very interesting question. With luck, the full text of the Third Man may provide some answers.
The Government will have to get better at explaining cuts
Jul 8th 2010, 14:07 by Bagehot
GIVEN that the coalition government is going to be announcing many cuts, ministers are going to have to get better at explaining their plans.
Michael Gove, the education secretary, spent what seemed like hours apologising to the House of Commons yesterday for the bungled announcement of one of the government's first big moves: the cancellation of the £55 billion Building Schools for the Future (BSF) programme, a Labour government scheme to rebuild or smarten up thousands of secondary schools. Mr Gove apologised "unreservedly" for 25 mistakes in a list issued by his department, spelling out which projects would still go ahead, which were for the chop and which were still being reviewed. He expressed contrition to MPs cross that they learned the fate of school projects in their constituencies from the press. He also offered to apologise in person to a dozen or so schools which were initially told their building works would go ahead, when in fact they also face the axe.
Mr Gove earned some grudging praise for his swift apologies: many ministers would have been tempted to pin the blame on officials. Today, some reporters argue that Mr Gove is still in political trouble, noting that even some Tory MPs are up in arms (one is threatening to bring a bunch of schoolchildren to Westminster to protest), and that he could face legal challenges from disgruntled schools, local authorities and building firms. But such protests were surely anticipated by Mr Gove and his cabinet colleagues.
I wonder if the real lessons to learn may be rather different.
For starters, keep the message simple. Mr Gove has repeatedly said he is dropping the BSF programme because it was wastefully bureaucratic. That message has been dutifully repeated by MPs and ministers from the coalition. But does that mean that Mr Gove is cutting all money for new school building or repairs? His own colleagues appear confused, and keen to reassure voters that some money is still available for new classrooms.
Even John Redwood, a former cabinet minister and right-wing budget hawk, allowed himself a yelp of dismay on his blog this morning, urging Mr Gove to make clear that some money would still be available for school repairs:
In the statement I heard Michael Gove make he was clear in saying he was cancelling the approach of Building Schools for the future because it was an expensive, long winded and inefficient way of building schools. He did not say he was cancelling all new schools building. Indeed, if he is right and he can save substantial sums on the box ticking detailed regulatory approach of the old programme this could leave him with more money to spend on bricks and mortar. This message has got entirely lost in the broadcasts and newspaper stories about cuts, leading most people to think there will now be no new schools.
This needs turning round as quickly as possible. According to the figures the Coalition government is going to spend as much on new capital projects as the outgoing Labour government. In that case they might end up building more schools than Labour for the same amount of money if Mr Gove is right about how to do it more cheaply.
The second big lesson, surely, is that in an age of austerity the government will have to work hard to defend not just its cuts, but also the money that it still intends spending. In this case, I was struck by the way that Britain's local press covered the story. Understandably, much of the coverage was along the lines of: "Full List of 82 Yorkshire schools hit by Gove's Axe", complete with anguished quotes from locals.
But there were also sharp comments here and there that Mr Gove still seemed to have money available for his flagship policy: the "free schools" programme inspired by reforms in Sweden: this would allow interested groups, involving parents, local teachers or business types to establish new schools outside local authority control.
The Western Morning News quotes a Liberal Democrat county councillor complaining about the cancellation of work on a school in the market town of Tiverton. According to the councillor:
"We're not after a trendy free school...That's a pricey fad for London's chattering classes. We simply need a school building fit for our students and teachers to thrive. It should have been an easy choice for Mr Gove but he has flunked the Tiverton test."
Supporters of the free schools plan fret that the public has the impression that this policy is all about building lots of brand new schools. Instead, says one leading think-tanker, the most important bit of the "free schools" policy involves making it easier to close down failing schools, and replace them with completely new academies (rather than watch local authorities endlessly propping up failing schools, as happens now). In many cases, says the think-tanker, those "free schools" would be opened in existing school buildings.
The real point, surely, is that an age of austerity is about priorities, and explaining those priorities.
Labour education policy was too often about shiny new buildings and whizzy high-speed internet connections and laptops. As I understand it, Mr Gove thinks that the quality of teaching is what really counts, and he is right. Clearly some schools struggle to teach in clapped-out old temporary buildings that bake in summer and freeze in winter. But teachers are the key.
I admit I am a bit of a fogey on this front: I was lucky enough to have outstanding teachers at a series of schools with incredibly antiquated facilities. One was based in a crowded, converted townhouse with no playground and no canteen (we ate our packed lunches at our desks, spilling crumbs into our exercise books). Another had about three of the very first computers in a back room somewhere (BBC computers, for British readers of a certain age). It did not matter a bit: we had books, and great teachers.
Mr Gove says he is scrapping the BSF programme because it is "bureaucratic". That makes it sound as though he would like to spend the same amount of money on school building work, if he could find a better way of doing so. If that is true (as some of his colleagues seem to hope), he might as well say so clearly, and damp down some of the voter outrage.
Alternatively, if he is in fact saying he has different priorities in an age of limited cash, and that he would rather channel investment towards better teaching through increased school choice, he should say that and explain why.
Tensions over pensions will only get worse
Jul 7th 2010, 14:20 by Bagehot
IT WAS, I think, the Canadian writer Stephen Leacock who defined true wealth as being paid a dollar a year more than your brother-in-law. That human drive to judge one man's conditions or achievements by comparing them with another's is always there. But it surely becomes much more acute when times are hard. This will have political consequences, as recession and the sovereign debt crisis confront voters with a new age of austerity.
Writing under my old byline in February, I suggested that German public anger at the idea of bailing out Greece was galvanised, above all, by comparisons of Greek and German retirement pension rules. Even the news that the Greek government was planning to raise the legal retirement age from 61 to 63 as part of swingeing austerity measures caused angry reactions in Germany, which not long ago increased its legal age from 65 to 67.
The same thing is now happening here in Britain, and I have a hunch this is only the start of it. Consider a couple of news stories on austerity Britain that have made headlines in the last few days.
There was a new report on public funding for Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland, which made a bit of a stir by suggesting that—under the population-based "Barnett formula" for allocating central government money—Scotland might be receiving as much as £4 billion a year more than it "deserves": ie, than Scotland would receive in a system based on an assessment of real needs.
Then there was a fair amount of coverage of a new report from a think tank linked to the Institute of Directors, calling public sector pensions a "Ponzi scheme" whose true cost has been massively understated by successive governments.
What is striking about both stories is that neither is really new. Lord Barnett, the former Labour minister who invented the eponymous funding formula, disowned it years ago, saying it had been a temporary fix that had become "increasingly unfair" to the regions of England.
Several of the authors of the new pensions report have also been saying very similar things for a long time, and stories about "gold-plated civil service pensions" are a staple of the press. Yet the new pensions report made the main flagship television news on the BBC last night.
Partly, this is about context: when the government starts briefing that some ministers have been asked to identify cuts of up to 40% in departmental spending, it is only natural that all public spending comes under intense scrutiny.
But if this were only about austerity, you would expect the debate to focus on whether this or that chunk of spending is sustainable, or represents good value for money. Instead, the stories that really take off are those which highlight inequalities. The Barnett formula debate is all about whether Scotland does better than other bits of Britain: indeed, the report in the press this week was commissioned by the Welsh Assembly to look at whether Wales was being short-changed by the Barnett formula (yes, the report concluded).
It is just as striking how coverage of the report from the public sector pensions commission has been based on comparisons between the fate of "average" public sector workers and their private sector equivalents. The BBC news last night had giant graphics showing how 94% of public sector workers on one side of the screen still enjoyed "final salary" or defined benefit pensions, in which they are guaranteed pensions based on a percentage of their earnings before retirement, while only 11% of private sector workers (on the other side of the screen) are lucky enough to have such guaranteed pensions ahead of them.
In a neat display of symmetry, campaigners from the trade unions counter-attacked by saying the real problem was the egregious gap between the future prospects of ordinary people and the lavish retirement payouts that can be expected by the country's most senior company directors.
Here is Nigel Stanley of the Trade Unions Congress, arguing that the Institute of Directors can hardly talk, because:
Of course it is unfair that public sector workers get better pensions than workers in the private sector. But who brought that about?...The real changes in private sector pensions has been the retreat by employers (ie directors) from providing not just decent pensions but any pension at all. The real pensions divide is within the private sector. Most get nothing. Top directors (FTSE100) do very well, thank you very much, even during the recession.
In politics, everything is relative. Actually, I have a hunch that the row over pensions can only get worse in the future, because I am not sure that every private sector worker understands just how ropey their pensions are. Final salary pensions used to be common in the private sector, and are easy to understand. Workers put money into them every month, their employers put money into them, and if you do that for long enough, when you reach retirement age you receive a pension that is not as large as your final salary, but which is related to it, and which will be index linked in some way into the future.
My theory is that most people, when they think of pensions, have that model in mind, not least because today's private sector retirees are still reasonably likely to be retiring on final salary schemes. Younger workers who are still some way off retirement, probably know their pension schemes are not as good as the old company schemes, but do they know just how different they are? Today's commercial schemes can be horribly complex, once you get down into the weeds of annuity rates, management fees and the like, and the consequences can be dramatic. Only this week, there were press reports based on commercial studies saying that "Britons approaching retirement face having to work an extra 15 months to offset the impact of investment market volatility": a reference to the fact that current market conditions make it an unusually bad time to retire, if you are looking to convert a pot of pensions savings into an annual income.
In a bid to clarify what this all means, a report in the personal finance section of the Daily Telegraph quoted two experts this week. One said: "The considerable impact that swings in markets and annuity prices can have on people’s retirement income highlights just how hard it is to control the outcomes of defined contribution pension investments – particularly when faced with uncertainty in some of the world’s major economies." Another added: "Annuity rates may continue to fall, but the good news for pension investors is that the government is about to publish its plans for scrapping the compulsory annuity purchase rule for pension funds."
Faced with that kind of explanation, private sector workers could be forgiven for crossing their fingers, paying into their company scheme, and hoping that it will produce something like the pension their father or mother received. The chances are it will not. As that becomes clearer, the political tensions stirred up by anyone still receiving something like an old final salary pension can only grow.
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