Tuesday 23 July 2019

Democracy in the Doldrums.

Britain has a new Prime Minister. His name is Boris Johnson and there are serious doubts over whether he is qualified to be the most senior figure in British politics and the leader of the country.

He’s a clown, a chancer, an egoist and incorrigible self-publicist, and the sort of man who will make claims and promises which are quite untenable in order to further his interests. He’s also an Old Etonian, an elevated and outdated background which suited the job well two hundred years ago but which hardly accords with modern times. I have referred to him on this blog as ‘the British Donald Trump’, and sections of the media have recently done the same. He even looks a bit like Donald Trump.

So how did he become Prime Minister? Let me explain for those who are not fully au fait with the British political system.

Britain does not have a President. We’re a constitutional monarchy with the Queen as effectively the non-executive head of state, which means that the Prime Minister is not elected by a ballot of the British people. A General Election determines which political party has the greatest number of seats in Parliament and that party forms the Government. The leader of that party automatically becomes Prime Minister. At the moment the Tories are in power and the job of Tory Party Leader was recently vacated by Theresa May. Somebody had to fill the position and Boris got the job.

So if the British people did not elect Boris Johnson, who did? The rank-and-file members of the Tory Party did. They form a very tiny percentage of the British electorate, and I gather they are predominately male, ageing, highly conservative in their attitudes, and wealthy. In effect, therefore, Britain has been saddled with a leader chosen mostly by a bunch of rich old men with right wing values. And Boris has expressed his support for suspending Parliament so that those elected by the people can’t stop him taking Britain out of the EU without a deal. It all promotes the sense that democracy is dead in the water here in Britain at the moment.

I thought of including a picture of Boris at the head of this post, but chose not to because I have a strong aversion to pollution.

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