Why small businesses must be at the centre of Labour's economic strategy

By promoting balanced growth and increasing employment, small businesses exemplify the investment economy Labour wishes to build.

At the recent Progress conference, Ed Miliband gave a speech in which he talked about the need to establish a new political and ideological consensus, different to that of the post-Thatcherite settlement we live in now. But it was in the subsequent Q&A that one of the most interesting points was raised. "Small businesses," Miliband said, "should be a natural constituency for Labour". It is an area of policy and a section of society largely ignored by the party’s dialogue, but it shouldn’t be.

Small businesses represent many of Labour’s economic philosophies: connection with communities, accountability and high-quality work. For a "One Nation" party, with all of its Blue Labour flavourings, the idea of a connection between community and business is has obvious attractions. By employing locals and contributing to regional growth, small businesses exemplify the investment economy Labour aspires to build. 

Those who wish to demonise the British left have long depicted Labour as anti-capitalist, anti-business and narrowly pro-union. As always, the words of Tony Crosland are a great help here. Crosland argued that post-war capitalism is not the impossible framework for pursuing equality that Marxism believes it to be – the Labour Party is fundamentally a parliamentary socialist party, not a revolutionary one. If the 20th century Labour governments taught us nothing else, it is that Labour wants to harness capitalism to achieve greater equality; the minimum wage from New Labour, the technological investment of the Wilson years and the Attlee government's welfare state, are all examples of how the party has sought to curb the destructive tendencies of the modern western economy. If nothing else, this is the pursuit of 2012’s political buzzword, 'responsible capitalism', a progressive agenda within the contemporary socio-economic framework.

Politically and economically, Labour is an anti-monopolistic party. It makes perfect sense for it to support small businesses in the face of large nameless multinational corporations. One of the guiding principles is that of accountability, for which Tony Benn’s five questions of power are always relevant: what power have you got? Where did you get it from? In whose interests do you use it? To whom are you accountable? How do we get rid of you? These questions are far more easily answered when asked to a small business than a large multinational; an issue never more relevant than at the moment with the tax-dodging antics of Google and Amazon.

Labour has made its objective clear; to get people into good work and to get the economy moving, both of which are staples of the German business model much feted by the left. This attitude has been personified by the reinstatement of the Small Business taskforce and its resultant policy review report, putting businesses back at the centre of the push for growth and greater economic diverity. The 2008 crash and subsequent recession demonstrated the overdependence of the UK on the City and its lack of economic variation. Businesses, both small and medium-sized, will go some way to addressing this and toward meeting the challenges of regional struggles during austerity, injecting growth back into deeply affected areas such as the north east. The Labour Party is a progressive political force and small businesses should be, and are, a key part of its programme for a better economy. 

Dan Holden is deputy editor of Shifting Grounds

Shadow business secretary Chuka Umunna speaks at last year's Labour conference in Manchester. Photograph: Getty Images.

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What David Hockney has to tell us about football

Why the sudden glut of blond footballers? A conversation I had with the artist back in 1966 gave me a clue. . .

In 1966, I went to interview David Hockney at a rather run-down flat in Bayswater, central London. He was 28 and had just won a gold medal at the Royal College of Art.

In his lavatory, I noticed a cut-out photograph from a newspaper of Denis Law scoring a goal. I asked if he was a football fan. He said no, he just liked Denis Law’s thighs.

The sub-editors cut that remark out of the story, to save any gossip or legal problems. In 1966 homosexual activity could still be an offence.

Hockney and a friend had recently been in the United States and had been watching an advert on TV that said “Blondes have more fun”. At two o’clock in the morning, slightly drunk, they both went out, bought some hair dye and became blond. Hockney decided to remain blond from then on, though he has naturally dark hair.

Is it true that blonds have more fun? Lionel Messi presumably thinks so, otherwise why has he greeted this brand-new season with that weird blond hair? We look at his face, his figure, his posture and we know it’s him – then we blink, thinking what the heck, does he realise some joker has been pouring stuff on his head?

He has always been such a staid, old-fashioned-looking lad, never messing around with his hair till now. Neymar, beside him, has gone even blonder, but somehow we expect it of him. He had foony hair even before he left Brazil.

Over here, blonds are popping up all over the shop. Most teams now have a born-again blondie. It must take a fortune for Marouane Fellaini of Man United to brighten up his hair, as he has so much. But it’s already fading. Cheapskate.

Mesut Özil of Arsenal held back, not going the full head, just bits of it, which I suspect is a clue to his wavering, hesitant personality. His colleague Aaron Ramsey has almost the full blond monty. Paul Pogba of Man United has a sort of blond streak, more like a marker pen than a makeover. His colleague Phil Jones has appeared blond, but he seems to have disappeared from the team sheet. Samir Nasri of Man City went startlingly blond, but is on loan to Seville, so we’re not able to enjoy his locks. And Didier Ndong of Sunderland is a striking blond, thanks to gallons of bleach.

Remember the Romanians in the 1998 World Cup? They suddenly appeared blond, every one of them. God, that was brilliant. One of my all-time best World Cup moments, and I was at Wembley in 1966.

So, why do they do it? Well, Hockney was right, in a sense. Not to have more fun – meaning more sex – because top footballers are more than well supplied, but because their normal working lives are on the whole devoid of fun.

They can’t stuff their faces with fast food, drink themselves stupid, stay up all night, take a few silly pills – which is what many of our healthy 25-year-old lads consider a reasonably fun evening. Nor can they spend all their millions on fun hols, such as skiing in the winter, a safari in the spring, or hang-gliding at the weekend. Prem players have to be so boringly sensible these days, or their foreign managers will be screaming at them in their funny foreign accents.

While not on the pitch, or training, which takes up only a few hours a day, the boredom is appalling, endlessly on planes or coaches or in some hotel that could be anywhere.

The only bright spot in the long days is to look in the mirror and think: “Hmm, I wonder what highlights would look like? I’ve done the beard and the tattoos. Now let’s go for blond. Wow, gorgeous.”

They influence each other, being simple souls, so when one dyes his hair, depending on where he is in the macho pecking order, others follow. They put in the day by looking at themselves. Harmless fun. Bless ’em.

But I expect all the faux blonds to have gone by Christmas. Along with Mourinho. I said that to myself the moment he arrived in Manchester, smirking away. Pep will see him off. OK then, let’s say Easter at the latest . . . 

Hunter Davies is a journalist, broadcaster and profilic author perhaps best known for writing about the Beatles. He is an ardent Tottenham fan and writes a regular column on football for the New Statesman.

This article first appeared in the 22 September 2016 issue of the New Statesman, The New Times