There's naturally been a lot of talk over the past week or so from disaffected members that they no longer recognise the Labour Party; that it has shamefully departed from all that it once stood for. I have to agree.
So would Keir Hardie, first parliamentary leader of the party. When he founded the party, he had a vision. He foresaw a party in which bright young men and women, having picked up their PPE degrees, could work their way up, as wonks and interns, learning the passionate watchwords that would make up the vocabulary of this new party. "Choice". "Opportunity." "Pro-business." "Choice." "Third Way." Enterprise." "Choice." As he stared into the embers of the fireplace in his study, he foresaw such candidates "parachuted" into constituencies in the regions, better armed with the knowledge of what was good for them - "Enterprise", "Choice" - than the constituents themselves.
He envisaged a party so much better than the Tories that they would be better at Tory things themselves - tougher, in fact. On crime. Immigration. He envisaged mugs, available at reasonable prices to constituents, that would contain messages to this effect.
Finally, when their tenure as MPs was over, these men and women would be justly rewarded for their toils with £500-per-hour jobs as consultants, or even take up directorships in the city, the real world, well placed to spread the party message - "Opportunity." "Choice."
He even had a name for the party, because he was among the first to understand that branding is everything. He would call the party "Labour", so that it might enjoy mass appeal among workers, who, having no one else to vote for, could be relied upon to come vote for them every five years and certainly not melt away in disaffection, with some of them taking their revenge in a referendum of some sort. That was our party. What is it today?
So would Keir Hardie, first parliamentary leader of the party. When he founded the party, he had a vision. He foresaw a party in which bright young men and women, having picked up their PPE degrees, could work their way up, as wonks and interns, learning the passionate watchwords that would make up the vocabulary of this new party. "Choice". "Opportunity." "Pro-business." "Choice." "Third Way." Enterprise." "Choice." As he stared into the embers of the fireplace in his study, he foresaw such candidates "parachuted" into constituencies in the regions, better armed with the knowledge of what was good for them - "Enterprise", "Choice" - than the constituents themselves.
He envisaged a party so much better than the Tories that they would be better at Tory things themselves - tougher, in fact. On crime. Immigration. He envisaged mugs, available at reasonable prices to constituents, that would contain messages to this effect.
Finally, when their tenure as MPs was over, these men and women would be justly rewarded for their toils with £500-per-hour jobs as consultants, or even take up directorships in the city, the real world, well placed to spread the party message - "Opportunity." "Choice."
He even had a name for the party, because he was among the first to understand that branding is everything. He would call the party "Labour", so that it might enjoy mass appeal among workers, who, having no one else to vote for, could be relied upon to come vote for them every five years and certainly not melt away in disaffection, with some of them taking their revenge in a referendum of some sort. That was our party. What is it today?
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