The New Politics

A strange thing is happening this morning, whereby a loser is acting like he’s won and the winner is walking round like she’s lost.

As I write, 5 seats are still to be called in the UK General Election.  Conservatives have won, but not with the majority required.  We’re waking up to a Constitutional nightmare, albeit a highly interesting one.  We’re in the midst of a volatile environment without stability, with the potential of a Conservative Coalition with parties with policies that very, very few would have voted for.  Sky News are breaking a story that Theresa May is currently in talks with the DUP about forming a government.  The DUP a party who oppose gay marriage.

When the Brexit referendum was held, the method of victory was easy – the most votes win.  If you want a mandate, that’s as good as it gets.  It was what most people wanted and I think what every reasonable person would agree with.

The General Election is not called on similar standards.  Constituencies hold seats and it’s those seats that people vote for.  This creates anomalies as seen in the 2015 General Election where UKIP got just under 4 million votes (12.7% of votes) but only got one MP, compared to the SNP who earned 56 seats from just 4.7% of the vote.

This has opened up an opportunity for minorities to shake things up.

An interesting reaction to Brexit, and indeed to Trump across the Atlantic, was that they were votes for a little bit of anarchy against the norm and against the elite.  They were rebellious, protest votes against the establishment.  People saw this as positive because it engaged those who thought they didn’t really have a say.

I wonder, though, if Brexit reset the Establishment.  This election saw the greatest turnout of under 30’s and graduates than ever before, and that demographic voted very strongly in favour of Remaining during the Brexit referendum.

Where Brexit was seen as a big “F*ck you” to the elite, then, it’s possible to see this General Election as a big “F*ck you” back.  One could even say that it was a bigger strategic “F*ck you” given the turmoil it could generate.  The country could end up with a Conservative Prime Minister working under a Labour budget while the latter also negotiates a Brexit deal.

The Bloody Strong Woman has had a Bloody Awful Night, with one of the greatest political miscalculations of modern times.  It’s possible to say that it is a night where Britain became even more divided than ever, but more united in our new found ability to have a meaningful say however that’s done.  Politics has changed.

London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared, and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls
London calling, now don’t look to us
Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain’t got no swing
‘Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing

The ice age is coming, the sun’s zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
‘Cause London is drowning, and I live by the river

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out, and draw another breath
London calling, and I don’t wanna shout
But while we were talking, I saw you nodding out
London calling, see we ain’t got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes

The ice age is coming, the sun’s zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
‘Cause London is drowning, and I live by the river

Now get this

London calling, yes, I was there, too
An’ you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
London calling at the top of the dial
After all this, won’t you give me a smile?
London calling

I never felt so much alike

London Calling by The Clash

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