She spoke of giving a voice to the voiceless -- and then she
lost her voice. A comedian handed her a
P45, and the stage set started collapsing before she had croaked her way to the
end of her speech.
Apart from that, Theresa May's make-or-break appearance at the
Tory party conference in Manchester was a triumph. Well, no, in fact, it
wasn't. Even without the chapter of calamities for which the prime minister
could hardly be blamed, her speech was utterly dismal.
Listening to her, I was reminded variously of John Major (a
series of underwhelming policy announcements), Iain Duncan Smith (the cough) and
Ed Miliband (some good ideas unimpressively delivered) -- three of the least impressive
public speakers of the post-war era. The best that could be said of her was
that -- like them -- she was dogged in the face of adversity. She may, as she
likes to claim, not be a quitter -- but that doesn't mean she won't soon be
gone.
We knew she was weak politically. In Manchester, she looked --
and sounded -- frail physically. OK, it was just a cold and a cough, but
politics is a cruel business. Optics matter. And the optics for Theresa May
were terrible. If a script-writer had provided for the letters to start
dropping off the party slogan behind her as she spoke -- 'Bui ding a c ntry tha
orks or ryon ' -- an editor would have thrown it
back. Don't over-egg it, kiddo.
To say it was painful to watch is like saying Boris Johnson
perhaps lacks certain diplomatic skills. Yes, of course one can feel sympathy
for a fellow human being under pressure -- the vultures are circling, and a
frog has settled in her throat. But her party will not quickly forgive what she
did to them last June -- and whatever
side of the Brexit debate you're on, I doubt that you're filled with confidence
about how she is handling the negotiations.
Ah yes, Boris Johnson. A man who -- like Donald Trump -- plainly
hates his job. Why can't I say what I want any more? Why can't I display my
bigotry whenever I feel like it? The people love me, so why are my colleagues
and the media so horrid to me?
On the one hand, Johnson extols the virtues of a country that,
as he put it, 'welcomed my ancestors from France, Russia, Turkey and heaven
knows where ... that is proud of the EU and other nationals that want to come
here and that have enriched our lives.'
And on the other, he dismisses in a grotesquely offensive quip the
appalling death toll in Libya since the overthrow and murder of Muammar Gaddafi
in 2011. (The city of Sirte could be a great centre for tourism and business,
Johnson said -- 'the only thing they’ve got to do is clear the dead bodies away.')
This is the man who composed a piece of doggerel in which he called
President Erdoğan of Turkey a 'wankerer', simply because it rhymed with Ankara
-- and who thought it was fun to recite a piece of colonial tosh by Rudyard
Kipling while visiting the Buddhist Shwedagon Pagoda in Yangon, where they're
not keen on being reminded about British colonial rule. ('Not appropriate,'
muttered an embarrassed UK ambassador within earshot of the TV cameras.
Indeed.)
Until Mrs May's cough, the P45 prankster, and the collapsing
stage set, Johnson was the prime minister's number one problem. Ever since the
Tories' election debâcle last June,
her credibility has been dangling by a thread. Johnson has been furiously
tugging at it with his serial acts of disloyalty; now, circumstances have
conspired to fray that thread even further.
If she hangs on, it'll be for one reason and one reason alone.
Her party can't think of anyone who they'd prefer. I suspect Jeremy Corbyn is smiling
contentedly as he does some gentle digging in his allotment.
You didn't compare her performance to Corbyn's at conference. Well, it's not a question of who wins prizes for Toastmasters, is it? I think what you also didn't mention was the fact that Corbyn has a radical project to change britain into a social democracy and reset the clock on Thatcherism. Often, in our lives we think: 'Oh my God, I wish I hadn't done that, or said that. But we can't go back in time and change it and we don't have a second chance. With Corbyn's labour we have the chance to reset history and create a future where it will seem that neither Thatcher nor Blair ever existed.
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