Politics, Politics, Part One

I have known times when politicians have been out of touch, or have failed to read the electorate. I have known times when they have proposed policies that belonged to a world that had passed already. Even during those times, I had the feeling that they knew what was happening in the world, what were the important issues, and that they shared, broadly, the same hopes, fears and dreams as the rest of us.

Same for journalists, civil servants, local government officials, and to a slightly lesser extent, academics and the managers of State or quasi-State organisations.

But now I feel that our politicians are actually freaking clueless: they do not understand what is happening in the world, they can’t read the electorate, they are focussed on trivial issues to distract themselves and us, and most of all, that they do not share our hopes, fears and dreams. Instead, the politicians, and a significant proportion of civil servants, local government officials, academics and the managers of State or quasi-State organisations, have completely different priorities, leading them to propose policies that make our lives more difficult, and worse than that, think that we should not have the hopes, fears and dreams that we do have.

Most of them were around in 2020-2022. The era of the Coronavirus Act, and the restrictions imposed under a dubious interpretation of powers granted by the Public Health (Control of Disease) Act 1984, was the most shameful period in the history of UK politics, journalism, academia and public administration, which fell over themselves to outdo each other in their fealty to the Church of the One True Virus, its prophet on Earth, Anthony Fauci, and his Bishop in the UK, Matt Hancock.

Events proved that none of those prophets, nor any of their followers, had the slightest clue what they were doing or talking about. They were panicked and bullied by the press - who wanted to Get Boris - and their own advisors, who had delusions of competence and held us in contempt. None of them had the gumption to ask: if this is so deadly, how come anyone was left alive on those cruise ships?. It’s a simple, common-sense question, and nobody asked it.

Most of them are still in one post or another. But now they know they aren’t up to the task of sorting out the cultural, economic and political mess that is post-Brexit UK. So they are in denial, and sling distractions in the political air like so much chaff.

Part of this is a moral and psychological panic caused by the events of the annus horribilus of liberal politics, 2016. I’ll talk about that later.