It’s been said often enough that only capitalists can save capitalism. But for the past decade one has looked to them forlornly for any green shoots of fresh, radical thinking, for the ideas that might begin to address the causes of the rage-powered politics that has so destabilised our democracy. At long last, perhaps, the buds are poking through the soil and straining towards the sun.
Let’s not go overboard – the lumpen mass of the Conservative Party continues to tear itself apart over Brexit and shows little interest in or capacity for anything else. There is a black hole where much of government thinking should be. No 10 is haunted by a spectral figure, like one of those ‘white ladies’ said to flit around the passageways of old mansions.
Labour is arguably a little better, in that it has at least produced some challenging domestic policy proposals that have inspired a degree of passion. Unfortunately those proposals are of such creaking vintage, and advanced by such darkly treacherous little men, that they promise only a return to a flabby, centralised state that would be an enemy of innovation and freedom, a malign, controlling force kicking down doors in places it has no business being, and a cuckoo in the nest of the Western alliance. The Marxist cadre that has seized control of Labour’s commanding heights has outfought, out-thought and out-manoeuvred its own backbenches, now seemingly inhabited by people too demoralised to resist, or even to think.
But the centre, pace Yeats, usually holds – when it finds itself outpaced by events, its levers and buttons turned rusty and ineffective, it has a knack of finding ways of catching up, of constructing a new toolkit to meet new challenges. This usually means shucking off strictures and golden rules that were once taken as gospel but are no longer fit for purpose, absorbing the best ideas from the fringes (or cleaned-up, workable versions of them), constructing a compelling case around change that can appeal to a broad coalition of voters, and leaving the crazies to wonder where it all went wrong. It’s what the mainstream music industry has done with each ‘unlistenable’ new minority craze, from jazz to rock n roll to acid house to grunge to rap to grime and beyond.
When speaking to a centrist politician (whether of Labour, Tory or Lib Dem association) it’s not uncommon at the moment to hear the phrase “Ed Miliband was right.” If that seems a curious view of a man who flopped so spectacularly as Labour leader, it’s usually followed by “he was just too early.” As one senior Labour figure put it to me recently, he was “a man both ahead of his time and a man out of time.”
It’s worth looking back at some of the commitments he made in the party’s 2015 manifesto. They included:
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