Come on then, where are you? Purveyors of the “new politics”, advocates of the new progressive order. Your man is in trouble. Ed Miliband is getting what is known in technical parlance as a bloody good kicking. And yet you’re silent. You plastic loyalists are nowhere.
We were all supposed to be rallying around, weren’t we? Marching in step. “Back the leader” was the mantra. Back the leader until he does something significant we don’t like; then we can cut him loose.
My Twitter account is strangely silent. There are no angry missives from chief lieutenant Peter Hain today.
“The strikes are a mistake,” said Ed Miliband on Friday. Then, we waited for his loyal aides to follow up in support — and we waited. “I don’t think political leaders, in opposition or in government, should either applaud strikes or condemn strikes,” said Hain on Sunday. Jesus. With friends like these…
Miliband is leader of the Labour Party. In my opinion, he hasn’t been a particularly impressive leader of the Labour Party, but at the moment he’s the only leader we’ve got. He’s not going to become a better leader by backing the strike action. I support the strikers, and I’ve said so. I think they have right on their side, and I think they have a chance of victory.
But once Miliband became leader of the Labour Party, he relinquished the luxury of speaking out exclusively on behalf of those with whom he has empathy. Once he was elected Leader of the Labour Party, he took on the responsibility of speaking for the country.
You were the ones that elected him — those of you who now cry betrayal the loudest. You put him in that position of responsibility. And having done so, you now chose to castigate him when he exercises it.
What did you think you were doing — electing the president of a student union? This man is putting himself forward for the job of prime minister of the country. He can’t pick up a placard and take a stroll along the picket lines.
I wish he could. I wish we did live in a country where the majority of our fellow citizens were members of a trade union, and shared their values and objectives, but many of our fellow citizens don’t. We know that, because we’re on the streets, and David Cameron and Nick Clegg are sitting around the table with their feet up, having a good laugh at Miliband being bitten by the mouths that until last week were praising him.
You didn’t actually believe all this rubbish about the new politics, and no more triangulation, and no more pandering the press, did you? There is no “new politics”. There never will be. There is only the same soul-destroying, self-crucifying struggle to push the boulder back to the top of the hill. You knew that when you signed up, when you joined the Labour Party, when you chose to make a difference.
So come on, fairweather friends. You talked a good game when the sun was shining and you were basking in the accolades of the progressive majority.
Now let’s see what you’re really made of. Your man’st in trouble. That means you: Sadiq Khan, Peter Hain, Jon Tricket, Chuka Umunna, Seamus Milne, Neal Lawson, Jacqui Ashley.
I’m standing up for Ed Miliband. Where the hell are you?