The Meh Society

Today, Ed Miliband gave his accep­tance speech to the Labour party con­fer­ence, and hav­ing watched it, I caught myself acci­den­tally feel­ing cau­tiously opti­mistic. Have no fear, that feel­ing was quickly despatched and I remain my nor­mal cyn­i­cal self.

One par­tic­u­lar term he used which grated hor­ri­bly for me was “the good soci­ety”. The Good Soci­ety, really? Was the Tories’ equiv­a­lent not annoy­ing enough already?

The thing about “the Big Soci­ety” and “the Good Soci­ety” is that they’re sound­bites and they don’t mean any­thing, and that for some rea­son annoys me more than it ought to.

We’re just about com­ing to under­stand that Cameron’s “Big Soci­ety” is about par­ents build­ing schools and get­ting char­i­ties to pick up the bill for things the gov­ern­ment can’t afford to fix. It seems to be a par­tial removal of the state’s abstrac­tion layer: instead of want­ing schools, pay­ing taxes and let­ting some­one qual­i­fied turn one into the other, you’re now encour­aged to take on that over­head your­selves so that they can sack half the pub­lic sec­tor workers.

Wait, this wasn’t sup­posed to be a rant about that Society.

No, the “Good Soci­ety” is even more neb­u­lous, and I hope it doesn’t become a buzz­word like its alter ego. What is it sup­posed to entail? Us being vaguely nice to each other and hop­ing it all works out?

For all the catchy phrases that politi­cians throw around, the major­ity of the pub­lic are com­mit­ted mem­bers of the “Meh Soci­ety”. We want to pay taxes at a rea­son­able level, and get good pub­lic ser­vices as a result. And in the main we’re nice peo­ple, but we’re also pretty cyn­i­cal about pol­i­tics, and being declared part of “the Good Soci­ety” or “the Big Soci­ety” just doesn’t entrhrall us as much as those in par­lia­ment would like to believe.

My Contribution to Big Society

Today, Prime Min­is­ter David Cameron launched his ‘Big Soci­ety’ ini­tia­tive, aimed at empow­er­ing local com­mu­ni­ties to fix their own prob­lems. On the sur­face it sounds to me like a nice idea, get­ting neigh­bours to work together to save their post office or whatever.

But of course, no-one really knows how it’s going to hap­pen yet, or if there’s any money. And money will be needed. No inde­pen­dent community-built schools are going to spring up if the only peo­ple who can vol­un­teer their time are house­wives and a bunch of unem­ployed sales exec­u­tives. Peo­ple need train­ing, and even after a bit of train­ing, they’ll still not do the job as well as pro­fes­sion­als. Appar­ently the gov­ern­ment can’t afford to pay actual builders to build schools, so is this part of the ‘Big Soci­ety’ plan doing any more than invest­ing in cheap, shoddy infra­struc­ture that will fall to the com­mu­nity to main­tain when it starts falling down?

It all seems based on the idea that no-one’s got much money but we’ve all some­how got a lot of spare time. Which, with unem­ploy­ment threat­en­ing to rise even higher, is pretty much true. Unfor­tu­nately, all the peo­ple in this sit­u­a­tion are spend­ing all their spare time try­ing to get money again, by means of find­ing a job that actu­ally pays them. ‘Big Soci­ety’ doesn’t dish out feel-good points that can be traded in at the food bank.

In an attempt to find some money for train­ing and so that there is some finan­cial incen­tive for these vol­un­teers, Cameron also sug­gests “…announc­ing plans to use dor­mant bank accounts to fund projects.” Wait. Are you nation­al­is­ing our bank accounts? How exactly does he pro­pose to do that, and has any­one else done that in recent his­tory besides Com­mu­nist dic­ta­tors? (Or, more likely, am I com­pletely fail­ing to grasp the actual plan here?)

Any­way, I’m feel­ing pretty good about my con­tri­bu­tion to the Big Soci­ety. With all the web­sites ask­ing what we should cut the hard­est, with Con­ser­v­a­tive and Lib Dem man­i­festos falling by the way­side, and with the gov­ern­ment wash­ing their hands of com­mu­nity projects, I think I’ve found myself some­where to volunteer.

In the deprived cen­tral Lon­don bor­ough of West­min­ster, there are plenty of vol­un­teers work­ing in char­ity shops and soup kitchens — but where we’re really lack­ing, where we really need to come together and save our com­mu­nity, is in the area of policy-making. Since the gov­ern­ment clearly isn’t keen on doing it them­selves, I humbly pro­pose myself as a vol­un­teer here. I could spare a few hours after work each night to down a few pints in the Com­mons bar before head­ing to the Cham­ber and being an angry leftie at peo­ple until the gov­ern­ment realises that we pay tax so that they fund these projects, not us.

When Mark met David

After the recent visit of Mark “I’m the CEO… bitch” Zucker­berg to No. 10 Down­ing Street, Jeremy Hunt, the sec­re­tary of state for cul­ture and media, tweeted:

Just met Mark Zucker­berg, Founder of Face­book. Really smart guy with some good ideas on improve­ment dig­i­tal engage­ment in pol­icy mak­ing. (Source)

Could I please be the 32768th per­son to say: “Aaaargh! We’re doomed!”

Now I’m sure there was noth­ing par­tic­u­larly sin­is­ter dis­cussed at that meet­ing, but I can’t help the shiv­ers down my spine when I dis­cover that my gov­ern­ment has been tak­ing advice from Facebook.

From News Feeds to Bea­con to Con­nec­tions to the impos­si­bil­ity of quit­ting, Facebook’s pri­vacy is con­tin­u­ally wors­en­ing at a wor­ry­ing rate. (danah boyd rant; scary employee inter­view.) And Zuckerberg’s famously cav­a­lier atti­tude doesn’t help mat­ters either. Face­book are about the only peo­ple I would trust less at the helm of the Labour party’s aborted Überdata­base less than the gov­ern­ment themselves.

Though that said, per­haps Jacqui Smith needn’t have both­ered try­ing to force the Data­base State on us after all — half the pop­u­la­tion (myself included) already signed up for a big­ger, leakier, pri­vately owned one.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to pipe my net con­nec­tion through an SSH tun­nel so Jeremy Hunt can’t see how close I am to fin­ish­ing build­ing my stable.

The Best We Could Have Hoped For?

I returned to my hotel at half past ten last night, hav­ing drunk just enough Kräuser to make Lab­skaus palat­able, to find a Giant Smug Cameron Face grin­ning at me from a lectern out­side 10 Down­ing Street. “The Queen has asked me to form a new gov­ern­ment,” he began, and I started to won­der if I should have had more beer after all.

So we have a new Tory gov­ern­ment. It plans to fight the deficit, but yet to raise the inher­i­tance tax thresh­old to a mil­lion pounds. It promises an end to the National ID Card scheme and data­base, yet wants to crack down on immi­gra­tion, espe­cially those who have the audac­ity to not speak Eng­lish very well. It promises to make the poor bet­ter off, but it seems to want to achieve this by pay­ing peo­ple 150 quid to get mar­ried while they sell off what pub­lic ser­vices we have left.

It says “Britain is bro­ken” and means, as all par­ties mean when they push that agenda, “Britain is chang­ing, we don’t really under­stand how or why, and we’re a bit scared”.

But this Con­ser­v­a­tive gov­ern­ment is a lit­tle spe­cial because, even at its heart, it is also a Lib­eral Demo­c­rat gov­ern­ment. The two are in coali­tion for the first time in 60 years, and no-one’s really sure what will become of that. Do we dare hope for some­thing good?

It’s quite telling that not only do we have a hung par­lia­ment, in which no party has been given an over­all major­ity, but we don’t even have an easy coali­tion either.

Despite 13 years of dubi­ous wars, expenses scan­dals, ero­sion of pri­vacy and our worst reces­sion since the 1930s, Labour still com­mand nearly a third of the vote. Despite wide­spread fear and mis­trust amongst the young, the Con­ser­v­a­tive party com­mand over a third. And the Lib Dems are still a non-entity for a lot of peo­ple — not hav­ing been in power for over 70 years, we have no way of know­ing if we can trust them or even if they’re competent.

Though there were cam­paigns ask­ing peo­ple to vote tac­ti­cally in order to delib­er­ately pro­duce a hung par­lia­ment, no-one seems happy with any of the options it’s pro­duced. A Labour / Lib Dem coali­tion was unpop­u­lar as it could have meant another four years of the same PM, cab­i­net and poli­cies. The Con­ser­v­a­tive / Lib Dem coali­tion that we now have was unpop­u­lar too, with many staunch Tories and Lib Dems accus­ing their party of turn­ing trai­tor or sell­ing out. And the alter­na­tive to these was a minor­ity gov­ern­ment, which would have been no dif­fer­ent at all to a major­ity one except that we’d prob­a­bly all go to the polls again much sooner.

But on the prospect of elec­toral reform, which all three par­ties have talked about and a good pro­por­tion of the elec­torate are in favour of, could we have asked for a bet­ter result? The Lib Dems have been push­ing their agenda strongly, and at least a ref­er­en­dum seems to be on the cards. The Con­ser­v­a­tives also seem to be com­ing around to the Lib Dems’ plan to increase the tax thresh­old to help those on low incomes, so per­haps the poor won’t be shafted after all.

I do worry about the next elec­tion, though. Labour has a tough job to ditch its rep­u­ta­tion and win vot­ers back. Even with Pro­por­tional Rep­re­sen­ta­tion, the Lib Dems don’t have enough sup­port to rule out­right. And Cameron’s mod­ernism and will­ing­ness to dish out cab­i­net seats to the Lib Dems could spark an all-out war in the Tory ranks. If we thought all the par­ties were pretty unap­peal­ing at this elec­tion, it could be a whole lot worse next time around. Who will we elect when we don’t trust anyone?

Let’s Win it for Britain?

At 5pm sharp, my phone dinged to let me know that a new joy­ous mis­sive had been received unto my inbox, from a doubt­less fine fel­low by the name of “David Cameron”.

That was… unexpected.

The Tories’ Prospec­tive Par­lia­men­tary Can­di­date and Inevitable Next MP for Bournemouth West, Conor Burns, has my e-mail address — his all-caps sub­ject lines are the price I pay for return­ing a ques­tion­naire reas­sur­ing him that we dis­agree on vir­tu­ally everything.

Appar­ently e-mail addresses har­vested this way are passed on to the Con­er­v­a­tives’ cen­tral office / PR agency, which seems rea­son­able enough. But the tone of Cameron’s e-mail seems to sug­gest they think I’m actu­ally sup­port­ing his Party:

Every leaflet you deliver, every pound you donate, every email you send, every friend you speak to — every extra lit­tle thing you do can make the deci­sive dif­fer­ence between win­ning and losing.

Good point! I’ll get leaflet­ing for the Lib Dems right away.

Also, it doesn’t half exag­ger­ate what’s essen­tially a non-issue:

After all the dither­ing, this unelected Prime Min­is­ter has been forced by the law of the land to call the election…

Whoa, I didn’t elect our cur­rent Prime Min­is­ter? That’d be because I don’t live in Kirk­caldy and Cow­den­beath. And the peo­ple that live there did vote for him. Just because Tony Blair had a cult of per­son­al­ity that made it feel like we voted for him rather than for Labour can­di­dates doesn’t nec­es­sar­ily make it some­thing that his suc­ces­sor should try to repeat.

The e-mail ends with an inspiring:

So let’s get out there and win it for Britain.

Win it for Britain? Well, I’ll cer­tainly try. But some­how I don’t think my win con­di­tion — an abo­li­tion of polit­i­cal par­ties, remov­ing politi­cians in favour of civil ser­vants exe­cut­ing the will of the nation as estab­lished by a rad­i­cal technology-driven Direct Democ­racy (pause for breath) — is quite what you had in mind, Mr Web Cameron.

But vote for the Con­ser­v­a­tives? Nah, I’ll pass. I’ll vote Tory on the day Mag­gie Thatcher turns up at my door with the eight gal­lons of semi-skimmed she owes me. (Note to Tory HQ, just in case Bournemouth West ever becomes that mar­ginal: I really will. That will be suf­fi­ciently amus­ing to swing my vote.)