While I’m on the subject of the boy Dale, I note he’s been having a go at Sunny from Pickled Politics/LibCon for Sunny’s somewhat bad taste twitter celebration of Rush Limbaugh being ill.
Mmm – kettle, black, Black, kettle.
Here’s Mr Holier-Than-Sunny being so tasteless about Jack Jones immediately following his death in April that even some of his commenters remark on it.
Right, I promise that’s the last Dale for 2009. Unless he says something else stupid or hypocritical in the next 8 hours. 80% probability of another post on Dale then.
Tory bloggersupremo Iain Dale has saved his funniest post of 2009 for the very last day.
With delicious irony, he’s written a post in support of public sector workers, expressing outrage at the way they’re being maligned and insulted.
Who’d have seen that coming?
This, remember, is the very same Iain Dale who just weeks ago was insulting half a million nurses by saying a) he was a nurse; b) they really shouldn’t worry their pretty little heads with anything as complicated as learning things.
This is the very same Iain Dale who supports a party dedicated to the slashing of public services, a party which believes the public sector is intrinsically without value, a party that believes in selling the whole of Essex County Council to a computer firm.
Of course, there is the more sinister side to this – that the only bit of the public sector that Dale appears to support is the bit which, should the Tories come to power, they will need to call on to break up picket lines and suppress public demonstrations of anger at their ruthlessly self-serving policies.
But it’s New Year’s Eve, so let’s be magnanimous. Dale’s post is very, very funny, in a totally sick kind of way.
Here, doubling as a review of my blogging year, is my chronological (draft) list of 10 posts for Orwell Prize submission.
I’ve tried to reflect a spread across the year, and a range of areas of interest, alongside a smattering of the autobiographical (Orwell was into that, so I might win).
Plus there’s a couple where I’ve just been having a bit of a laugh.
Comments welcome, though not expected. Be interesting to see Dave’s selection of his favourite posts of 2009, if he can be arsed. And anyone else’s if they fancy it. Apart from Tom Harris. His’ll just be crap.
The top ten
Ideology over algebra (15 September)
Top Ten Tory conference lies (09 October)
Liz Truss exclusive: new shocking revelations (16 November)
I smiled a rueful smile when I heard David Cameron call for a ‘good clean fight’ in the forthcoming general election.
Let’s set aside for the moment the fact by pouring millions of Lord Ashcroft mega-wealth into marginal constituencies, the Conservatives are effectively buying up seats, while having the gall to suggest that it is the Labour party that prey to the agenda of its key financial backers.
Let’s set aside the fact that the Conservatives are so heavily reliant on the favours of the Murdoch empire for its media strategy.
We should forget these aspects not least because getting the mega-rich to win an election for you is copyright Blair c.1997.
It may be wrong, but it’s not new this time around.
What is new this time around is that the result of the election may be decided, not by the apocryphal ‘man on the Clapham omnibus’ with a copy of the Sun in his hand, but by the apparently all-too-real ‘diffident Welshman who does not stand out on the bus from his home in North London’ (hat tip: Freethinking Economist).
This is the same diffident Welshman who, according to Chris Huhne in the linked Times article, single-handedly ‘downgraded the Greek Government’s credit rating.The result was to push up its cost of borrowing by 0.4 per cent in a week.’
On the basis of a single, methodologically obscure decision by a single credit ratings analyst – not necessarily that very Welshman, I know – may depend the tenor and outcome of the whole of the 2010 campaign.
Let’s let Stephanie Flanders take up the story, in her ‘intriguing question for 2010’:
Everyone thinks that the markets will politely wait until Britain has gone to the polls to draw its verdict on the UK. Well, maybe.
But if sovereign debt is indeed the new sub-prime – at least where the markets are concerned – it’s difficult to believe that Britain will get through the months before the election without at least one major market wobble.
Perhaps one ratings agency will put the UK on negative watch. Or investors will get seized with the idea of a hung Parliament. Or Britain will simply get caught in the crosshairs of a market panic over sovereign debt in Central and Eastern Europe.
Who knows what the trigger will be. But my hunch is there will be something, this side of polling day. The question will be how the major political parties react.
In fact, the Conservative party is already reacting to the possibility of a ratings downgrade as part of its pre-election hype. Here’s George Osborne in the Telegraph just before Christmas:
It is clear that 2010 will be the year when the world’s focus shifts from the debts in our banks to the enormous debts being run up by governments. The last month has seen a crucial change, beginning with Dubai and followed by Greece, Ireland and Spain, in the way that international investors perceive the riskiness of sovereign debt and the sustainability of public finances. On this count, the credit-rating agencies have singled out Britain as the most vulnerable of any top-rated country, with the biggest budget deficit in the G20.’
While this may not in fact be true (the US is placed in the same ‘resilient’ rather than resistant’ category by Moody’s), such technicalities are unimportant in the general narrative.
When even Tory apparatchik Iain Dale, who wouldn’t recognise the workings of a bond market if they fell on him from a great height, starts predicting the loss of Aaa status in 2010, you know what the Conservative line is.
While they can’t go as far as express support for downgrading, you can bet your bottom dollar that behind closed doors they’re hoping that it will come early in the New Year, in the context of the ‘panic’ factors that Stephanie Flanders alludes to.
And let’s face it. While there is no evidence as yet to suggest that the rating agencies will actively collude with the Conservatives over producing a downgrade at an electorally convenient moment, it is also clear from their decisions on Greece that they favour stupidly radical budgetary cuts even in the face of the real prospect of major social unrest. This is in spite of at least some evidence to suggest that the markets themselves actually favour a less draconian approach to fiscal balance.
The Conservative strategy, then, is clear enough. They’ll continue to bang the drum about the possible loss of Aaa status, and they may even be trying to manipulate the actions of the rating agencies behind the scenes. As and when it arrives, they’ll be shouting ‘bankrupt nation’ from the rooftops, in spite of inconvenient facts like the ten-year old Aa status of Japan.
For Labour, the response is trickier, and it’s even possible to sympathise with them in their predicament. If they make too many signals to the markets and the rating agencies about plans for cutting the deficit (in the budget, assuming a May election), they risk abandoning their new class-focused narrative which looks like it may serve them well. If they don’t do that, they risk a downgrade just weeks before polling day.
What Labour needs to do is take the bull by the horns, and attack the Tories and Cameron around their ‘good, clean fight claims’, as part of their evolving ‘them vs. us’ election narrative, but to imbue that narrative with the message that not only are the Tories just out for themselves and their own class, they’re also prepared to sacrifice the very spirit of democracy to get the power they want.rrin
With Ashcroft’s millions, this is already happening at a general level, though the amount of cash poured into each and every constituency needs to be made clearer (here’s a pretty good example from Tom Williams at Labourhome, though the focus is on an individual Zac Goldsmith of the North-type figure and how much personal wealth has been put in).
But the bigger story Labour can create, if it has the political will, is the one around the way a small set of anonymous financial analysts, from mega-earning firms that just twelve months ago were pinpointed as having caused the greatest financial crisis since 1929, are now in a position to undermine British democracy. As Peter Apps of Reuters says
A year ago, they were being blamed for the financial crisis. Now, the three credit rating agencies are emerging as new powerhouses in European politics, driving policy as governments face record deficits………..
Britain’s AAA credit rating is also in the spotlight. S&P put it on negative outlook in May and while Moody’s and Fitch retained stable outlooks, they have made a string of comments demanding greater austerity…..
The opposition Conservative party has frequently cited the S&P move in speeches and policy statements to underscore its pledge to make stringent spending cuts.
Any downgrade before an expected May 2010 general election would be a heavy blow to Prime Minister Gordon Brown’s embattled Labour government.
Even more saliently, from the same article, Steve Shifferes (Professor of Financial Journalism at City University) says:
It is not that they necessarily know more than any other analysts. But because the credit rating is such an easy thing to focus on, they have much more power. It’s not very democratic.
Absolutely. It’s not very democratic. It’s not Cameron’s ‘good, clean fight’.
Labour would do well to remind people that Cameron is a liar to suggest that he wants any such thing, when many his party’s efforts are directed at subverting the democratic process.
They’re all bleedin’ well-intentionedly wrong, apart from me (and bizarrely, Tom Harris, though for totally the wrong reasons and probably without any of the good intentions).
So I will say this one more time in 2009………..
The reason the working class got called the working class is that it was the class defined by its economic role in capitalist society, and its relationship to the bourgeoisie. The working class works and is exploited (or is part of the surplus army); the bourgeoisie owns.
There’s no middle class in that.
The ‘middle class’ is a social construct, the attachment to which was reinforced under Thatcher and by the telly and the existence of Mondeo cars and posh trainers, but which isn’t any more intrinsically valuable because of that.
Until the different between economic relationships and socio-cultural identification (and self-identification) is grasped properly by the Left, we’re not going to get that far.
We’ll not get that far, whether or not the appropriate election-fighting language is adapted, though clearly it’s better that we do so in the short term, what with an election to fight quite soon.
As Sunny admits, this language-based electoral strategy may stop us losing too badly, but nothing more. To that extent, Tom Bleeding Harris is right. About everything else in the world, he is wrong.
The Left can do better. It can even do better before the election.
Okay, so I have an admission to make. I first read Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes character when I was about eleven. It was one of those summers I spent lounging at my gran’s house. Maybe it’s nostalgia, but I remember those days very fondly.
Since then I’ve collected all the Sherlock Holmes stories – and other authors and heroes, from Buchan’s Hannay to Fleming’s Bond, are only marginally talented (in Fleming’s case, plainly unimaginative and rubbish) compared to Conan Doyle’s cold, arrogant and brilliantly penned genius.
With that in mind, it was probably a bad idea for me to go see the new Sherlock Holmes movie, which I did tonight. It was, frankly, dreadful. One could have changed the names of everyone involved and never known it for a Sherlock Holmes movie.
Conan Doyle’s pantheon of characters, including Irene Adler – who Holmes, usually uninterested in women, ever referred to with distinction, even if in typical stoic Holmesian fashion – was ruthlessly pillaged in the interest of a rather staid, predictable plot complete with love interest. How boring.
The cinematography and special effects were, without question, marvellous. Yet they were the crutches of the movie, distractions rather than complementary to the plot. In fairness there were patent attempts to fix this, but rather clumsily in Downey Jr/Holmes’s summation of the case, as he tries to draw something from each event.
A final battle between Holmes and Lord Unmemorable and Camply Sinister Villain atop the half-built Tower Bridge was just silly.
Minor chronological irregularities, such as the story being set in 1891, despite Conan Doyle’s Watson having been married in 1887, are easy to ignore and I shan’t bother with them except to wonder what size of penis all these directors have, that they feel insecure enough about their craft to pointlessly change all manner of details about the story they pillage.
Greatest among Guy Ritchie’s sins, however, was his remorseless caricature of Holmes. Whilst Conan Doyle lent his central figure a logical mind and a rigorous attention to detail. which Ritchie attempts to copy (though again in ways which assume the audience is ignorant), I’d struggle to find the camp, flirtatious, one-line cracking Holmes anywhere in the literary canon.
Quite disappeared is the tall, gaunt, opiate addict, whose single-minded dedication to solving mystery is all that lifts him out of apathy. Gone is the often humourless pedant. In his place stands the clichéd larger than life figure it seems audiences require.
Also gone are the nuanced mysteries of tension-heightening intensity, traded for pacy archetypal Hollywood-style take-over-the-world nonsense.
On the way home, a friend queried why this was important, why we shouldn’t simply have a Sherlock Holmes written for the 21st Century. I have two answers. The lesser is that it seems somehow an insult to pinch someone else’s idea and then imagine that, leaving aside necessary adaptations of making a book into a film, you can do it better than authors who have been enormously popular for a century.
The greater is that I find it unspeakably conceited for members of the artistic elite of our century to implicitly declare that our era has nothing to learn from the past, thus we may butcher it as we please. The particular quirks and traits of Holmes and Watson in c19th century are interesting of themselves; this was London at the height of British imperial power, with a rich culture (both aristocratic and working class) that Conan Doyle evinced.
Guy Ritchie seems to be satisfied with the standard literary tropes of a corrupt and weak politician, a megalomaniacal genius to balance the ‘good’ hero, and the awkwardness of a brotherly love between two heterosexual males. The latter doesn’t fail to provoke a laugh at how ineptly it is depicted in the film.
Then there’s the question of the themes the film addresses.
If it had been my choice, and Ritchie had wanted to put his 12 year old’s faith/reason dichotomy front and centre, I’d have chosen the Study in Scarlet. The villains are still villainous whilst giving us every reason to believe they are human, instead of being Mussolini impersonators.
Indeed, who could forget the building tension and danger of the midnight escape from Salt Lake City. This could easily have been reworked to forego Conan Doyle’s misconceptions about the Mormons and to escape the literary tactic Conan Doyle adopted of splitting the story into two (apparently, in the beginning, unrelated) parts.
I forget myself however. It is not on the possible but on the actual I wish to dwell. The movie rounds off with an attempt to set up Sherlock Holmes II, by the introduction of Professor Moriarty. Guy Ritchie must have had dollar signs in his eyes, else how does one explain the crass Batman Begins-copying manner of the segue to Moriarty’s crimes?
In sums total, I thought the movie was garbage. A.O. Scott of the New York Times rounds off my feelings perfectly, in his own review:
“[I]ntelligence has never ranked high among either Mr. Ritchie’s interests or his attributes as a filmmaker. His primary desire … has always been to be cool: to make cool movies about cool guys with cool stuff. Yes, ‘Sherlock Holmes’ is kind of cool. But that’s not really a compliment…. There are worse things than loutish, laddish cool, and as a series of poses and stunts, ‘Sherlock Holmes’ is intermittently diverting.”
There should be no doubts. Labour should not be participating in a televised debate involving any of the other parties. It is not a question of testing each man’s ideas in the fire of debate. It’s not even about the cheap point scoring which will almost inevitably be heavily featured. It’s about creating a spectacle which should not, but could, end up having a huge effect on national politics.
Practically, the debate means nothing. Like Question Time and the other such shows, it will not be about serious policy. Yet depending on what actually happens, the media may end up crowing about how one side ‘won’ the debate. Not that this will be a seriously considered analysis either, if the preliminary crowing is anything to go by. Witness the Independent’s Matthew Norman:
[Gordon Brown's] a telly catastrophe. Disturbingly unnatural and unnervingly weird, with the top lip of The Joker, eye bags the size of Caligula’s imperial couch, waxen flesh the hue of unwashed grey flannel, and the rictus grin of a jackal in its death throes, he is by light years the least accomplished television act of the trio. His MPs’ expenses tour de force should be made available to any outsourced Syrian torturer tired of strapping electrodes to genitals.
What. A. Dick. It’s true enough that Brown is hardly the best performer in the world. Yet everyone seems to have forgotten what happened the last time we had a bloody circus monkey as Prime Minister. Three wars, plus all the stuff we seem to forget had being going on during the Blair years – the expenses scandals, businesses giving fantastic amounts to political parties as ‘loans’ and so on.
Whenever I saw the Fabian leadership debate between Gordon Brown, John McDonnell and Michael Meacher, the only thing which saved Brown’s performance was that Meacher was even more of a dribbling idiot. And yet Meacher, by all accounts, is a conscientious parliamentarian. I don’t agree with a lot of what he says, since he’s a soft Left wimp, but at least in his newspaper articles he tries to show a critical engagement with the issues.
Unlike some other parliamentarians I could mention, whose newspaper appearances mostly consist of self-aggrandizement and gasbaggery designed to override opposition almost by force of personality. Because it’s certainly not by rational argument. Ask yourself, which character does the televised debate encourage, and which character would we prefer as our Member of Parliament?
Or, indeed, as leader of a party and leader of the country.
There’s plenty to complain about, as regards Gordon Brown and the Parliamentary Labour Party. They have made politics worse in many respects. But measuring how well they can please a crowd with rhetorical trickery and then using that to make judgments on who won a televised debate, as though it impacts on the substantial issues, this is not what I think politics should be about.
It is, as Matthew Norman alludes to, a sop to the ‘X-Factor generation’, as though a few flashing lights and theme tunes will fix the problem of a declining youth vote or political participating generally.
Iain Dale has the text of Cameron’s New Year speech up. Quite rightly the media will be paying particular attention to this short but important little snippet:
‘But let’s make sure the election is a proper argument about the future of the country, not some exercise in fake dividing lines.’
Cameron recognises here what Tessa Jowell misses in her nonsense about ‘hideous’ ‘class war’ (reported on by Dave earlier). By playing the one nation card at this stage, he is effectively admitting the Tories are deeply rattled by the prospect of a Labour move towards a class-based electoral strategy.
He’s seen the opinion polls, he’s seen the financial context in which such a strategy might be implemented, and he’s afraid.
Let’s put aside for now the staggering hypocrisy of the leader of a party talking about parties coming together to ‘sort out Britain’s problems’ after a ‘good clean fight’ when that same party has shown itself prepared, in its own electoral interests, both to talk down the currency and to talk up the prospect of a reduction in the sovereign credit rating and consequent worsened credit terms.
On the matter of electoral strategy, Cameron’s dead right.
He knows that, if Labour gets it right and makes the right appeal about what it might mean to be a worker under a Tory government – whether you identify yourself as middle class worker, a working class worker, or a worker without the prospect of work – then the sheer numbers start to stack in Labour’s favour.
Tessa Jowell and Jack Straw need to listen more to what Cameron is saying. On this matter, he’s ahead of them.