Political Economy

Over the past few weeks I, and on occasions my fellow canvassers, have walked a fair number of Stevenage Streets. I have knocked on many hundreds of doors and spoken to  several hundred people.

One story in particular kept coming back, from a number of angles such as council house tenants, construction industry workers and others.

One lady for example was pleased to hear her council house was to be decorated. She was less happy when the workers came to do the job. Not only were they unskilled, but they were messy, never spoke to her in English but spoke only in their own language and left a load of shoddy workmanship.

One son of an incapacitated mother told how he had had to throw the workers out telling them to leave the paint behind and he would do the painting, so concerned was he for their shoddy workmanship and attitudes.

Another, a black immigrant of long standing, told of poor quality of work, falsification of measurements on gas pipe work and thievery of personal tools on sites.

In all cases the same group of immigrants were identified as being behind the problems. I cannot believe that the government, employers, the council or the police and the unions are not aware of this, however much they may claim otherwise.

It is quite clear that the Labour government’s immigration strategy has been aimed at driving down the wages of workers, creating a large pool of unemployed who are forced onto benefits by reducing the job opportunities available to local workers. It is also clear that the Council, a Labour Council, has bought into this strategy in a big way.

Forty-five years aga I was an industrial civil servant, an apprentice in a Ministry of Defence explosives factory. When I think back to the trade unionists I knew then I can think of not one that would have put up with what is happening today. That is why I am incandescent. Not one of the people, all of whom receive big salaries, in the institutions that once did, but now only brag about being for the working man, has the courage to do their job. Not parliament, filled as it is was with sleaze riden crooks, not the Labour party or the unions pimped up as they are on fat salaries and expenses which they do not deserve and not the labour controlled Councils.

That is why I am incandescent. A lazy, bigoted, over-paid establishment with little or no integrity has turned out to be just a  facade, “a big girls blouse” if you will that has failed to do its job of protecting its citizens and with that done England real harm.

If you want out of this vote English Democrat.

A Windy Stevenage Town Centre

Standing behind a pasting table draped in the English flag and carrying English Democrats election material is an interesting experience. Even if the location is draughty and there is no sun.
Nature, being the perverse entity she is, ensures that when you are walking the streets it is sunny, hot and windless!
It is at times like this that you need cheering up. And the people of Stevenage have never failed to come up trumps.
During a very hot afternoon this week I was delighted to be invited in for a cup of tea. Thank you Edward.
My election address was delivered this week and today, Friday, a number of people stopped by the stand and said how much sense it made. One even said they had voted for me on their postal vote!
So a big thank you to the people of Stevenage. I hope you give me the opportunity to return the favour!
Posted from my Palm Pre using the ‘Poster’ application.

I currently find myself, somewhat late in life, a prospective parliamentary candidate in the Stevenage, Hertfordshire constituency for  the election on the 6th May 2010 for the English Democrats Party (EDP). The EDP are an English party that occupies broadly the same political position in England as the Scottish Nationalist Party in Scotland or Plaid Cymru in Wales.

Being part of a small, fairly new party, the EDP are eight years old, means that you have to do pretty much everything yourself. As a result my wife I found ourselves a week ago on Sunday, with the EDP candidate for Broxbourne, at a car boot sale to raise funds for our campaign. We were onsite and fully decked-out with four England car window flags fluttering in the wind, election posters on the car and our table covered in a large England flag.

Car Boot Sale

The car boot sale proceeded as car boot sales proceed with one exception. We were amazed at the number of  people who came up to us and told us how brave we were to do what we were doing! I was shocked. The individuals all spoke in low voices and were clearly afraid to speak up. How could this be? We were in England flying the flag of England. What could be more normal? And yet to these people, we were doing something dangerous, something that required fearlessness and courage, something that made a forbidden statement, that broke the law, that was somehow illegal, in England!

“There is a forgotten, nay almost forbidden word, which means more to me than any other. That word is ENGLAND.” said Winston Churchill, himself, by birth, half English and half American. Being English you see is not a matter of genes or skin colour. It is a matter of the heart. Say those words again but this time imagine a stream of people coming up to you and whispering how brave you are into your ear. If you are not beginning to be afraid then you have not understood what is happening.

Five days later I was on my own manning a stall in the Town Centre of Stevenage. Once again the table was dressed with bunting and posters. No one came up to say how brave I was. Instead three foreigners, two Irishmen and a Spaniard came and all indepe

Stevenage Town Centre Stand

ndently said much the same thing. “Its about time this is happening, good for you”. “The English allow themselves to be pushed aside too often. Well done for what you are doing”. “This is a good day for England. You English suffer from a totally make-believe guilt. Why, I do not know. What you are doing is good”. Notice that they were foreigners. They had no problem being upfront about telling the truth as they saw it. And most importantly no one could blame them for it. They had no reason to be afraid to raise their voices.

Whilst at the University of Chicago in the late 60s studying for an MBA at the business school  I took time out to attend two course in political science given by Professor Hans Morgenthau. Morgenthau was a remarkable teacher. A German Jew who left Europe before the second world war he was a charismatic man whose lectures attracted huge numbers. Given in the largest lecture hall of the time, at the university, you had to get there early if you wanted even a space to stand let alone sit. Applying Morgenthau’s analysis to England to-day the result is clear. We have real problems in our democracy, a major group not only feel but are disenfranchised, violence is existential. It will take just a match to light the powder keg.

Sounds overly dramatic? Think again. A major group do feel frightened and disenfranchised. It is not only I who have noticed it but three different people from elsewhere have as well. The effect is not imagined. What is more, it is happening as a direct consequence of government policy. This is not a mistake. It is real and it is being done on purpose as a piece of viciousness that is difficult to believe. The analysis is valid and credible. I say credible because for a thousand years the only way the English have been able to protect their freedom from the ruling classes has been by violence. And this is not something that happened a long time ago. Only in the last century the women suffragettes, at the start, and the poll tax protestors at the end, had to fight for their freedoms. So it will happen, again.

The people responsible for allowing this state of affairs to happen are, without any doubt, those who have held seats as Members of Parliament (MP)  for English constituencies. Not Scottish or Welsh or Northern Irish MPs, but English MPs. It was their job to make sure this didn’t happen. Why did they not do their job to protect democracy? We now know the reason. Those very few who did stand up for their principles were beaten down and overlooked for important positions. More profitable instead for MPs to ripp-off the taxpayer with their expense claims without, apparently, the integrity to know that it was wrong. Many have claimed that they were merely following the rules, forgetting perhaps that by blindly doing so they were showing themselves open to being corrupted by anyone who chose to create a bribery machine that had ‘rules’. They also showed they were not up to the job. They failed, without apparently even knowing they were being tested. They were totally unsuited to the task, lacking the morale fibre, the power of independent thought and backbone needed by someone in their position.

So I say Shame! Shame on you Mother of Parliaments! Shame!. Bow your head in Shame! I live for the day when you will bow your  knee to the People of England! And by the Grace of God, and the votes of the people of England I will see that day!

As the English Democrats say “Isn’t it Time to Put England First”. Yes it is and a vote for the EDP will do that. So vote English Democrat and if you do not have an EDP candidate standing in your constituency vote for a party that is a member of the “Alliance for Democracy” – there are over 260 Alliance candidates, enough to be the largest party in parliament. If enough of us are voted in to Parliament we may even be able to head off the gathering storm! But that is the view of an optimist. Hans Morgenthau was a realist, his life taught him that!

If you want to know more, and especially if you would like to make a donation go to www.hertsengdem.org. In the mean time as you vote say, to yourself or outloud, the EDP mantra: “Not Left, Not Right, Not Black, Not White, Just English!”

Got you! Now I wouldn’t want you to think that this is some form of political protest on my part. No! The reason why I can’t vote is they won’t let me.

I have lived in England for nearly 36 years and I am married to an Englishman. I have worked and paid tax for nearly 25 years. My big problem is that I am not an English subject. In order to become one I need to take a ‘Test of Britishness” (I took at cost of £35- and fortunately passed 1st time) and then pay nearly £700 and complete a massive form to allow me to participate in a citizenship ceremony thus allowing me to apply for a passport, (£140) and then I can vote.

England has a special relationship with America but it is not that special. When I came to live in England as a young bride I was making my home and future here. I am ethnically English and can trace my ancestry to well before the Act of Union in 1707. Living in England felt right. I loved tea and cricket.

I didn’t really give it much more thought than that. I was busy bringing up three sons and working as a teacher; first in leafy suburbs and then in a tough ‘inner city’ school. I even did voluntary work when I was a young Mum working in Community Health as a Chair and then moving on to Chairing a Strategic Health Authority Ethics Committee. I did my bit to contribute. (and still do)

As I became interested in local issues I was sure that as a tax-paying resident I would be allowed to vote. No way! However if I had been Irish then it would have been no problem. Explain that to me please?

The irony is that if I had married a Frenchman and/or lived in France I could have had my passport immediately. I could even have had my identity altered to make me completely French. And of course as a taxpayer and resident I would have been eligible for a vote. (even if I was not French!) Great to see that our Gallic neighbours understand the rights of people living in a democracy.

So although I won’t be voting at the General Election in May it won’t be because I don’t want to but because narrow minded politicians give citizenship to anyone who can pay and fail to understand the maxim: No Taxation Without Representation! Seems to me that was an issue before; haven’t they learned anything in 200+ years?

So I feel very upset that

Having lived in England for nearly 36 years I feel at last able to comment on politics. It’s not that I have never been involved or taken an interest in politics(more of that later) but as a Yank I have always been aware that even the natives of these islands are not always aware of what is going on. Let me explain.

To an American British Politics have always seemed quirky. I admire the power given to call elections and all the other posturing that goes with it. Much better that the brash, in your face, American political machine,where everyone fits into a category (nice-eh?) and campaigning goes on for so long that it becomes more like background music. Somehow it all seems to fit with other British institutions like cricket test matches and Bank Holidays. However British is not a word I would use these days. These are largely English institutions. And as the English as a people awake and grasp their identity, my question is: Have they left it too late?

As I watch the politicians on the box doing their bit to ‘sell’ their wares to us I want to shout at them: ‘You just don’t get it!’ I believe that they have not really understood the mind of England. Lack of choice offered by the politicians as they compete to sell us their wares or disparage their opponents wares stops them from hearing our real questions. ‘Why are the English denied their country?’ Why are the ‘suits’ in Europe telling us what to do? Why are we not allowed to hear any views apart from the main ‘approved’ political voices? All they really want to do is tell us how great their ‘big idea’ is compared to their opponents’.

Don’t get me wrong, I am impressed that anyone can stand for Parliament provided they have £500 to waste. What they don’t get is an equal platform for the ideas that they bring (however different) to be heard. Big is heard; small is not. Oh unless you have a controversial platform that just manages to not be legally proscribed like the BNP. Or you are a ‘single issue’ party like UKIP.

In America only folk with access to a good political machine stand for high office. And access to that machine brings much needed cash to pay for all the endless advertising that is required to make a dent on voters’ consciousness. Come on, if you are putting out ads during prime time you have to compete with all the various life changing products on offer. I want a politician who can at least offer me the same thrill as an end to wrinkles or instant weight loss.

So my question is: What has this to do with Democracy? Is it just mindless posturing by a controlling elite who are just slickly manoevring the voters into a pre-determined selection. I am not surprised that so many people don’t bother to vote. The whole thing feels like manipulation and I sympathise with voters who don’t want to be part of it. If Democracy is brought into disrepute then the only alternative for the people is revolution! Something the Yankees know a thing or two about!

Imagine that you are getting to the end of a not very good meal at your local restaurant. The dessert menu has arrived and you see that only ice cream is still available. Worse still there are only three flavours, vanilla, chocolate and strawberry. You have tried all of them before and found some fault with each. However you are still hungry so you decide to choose, somewhat peversily,  your least favourite flavour, strawberry, in the hope that this time it might be more appealing.

As your ice cream arrives you notice that another table of three is getting quite different flavours, passion fruit and mango, mint chocolate chip and rum and raisin. You complain to the waiter who tells you that he has decided to offer only the three largest sellers as this makes his job easier. To get the others you have to know to ask.

You would quite rightly be upset and probably make a complaint. But this sort of thing is happening all the time at election hustings up and down the country. Only the three largest parties are allowed on the panel and the smaller parties have to make do with submitting their responses in written form for later publication in the hope that some voters may read them.

The silly thing is that with the planned televised debates you are going to hear what these three main parties think. Even worse is the fact that these are the parties who have run parliament for decades and are the primary architects of the mess we are in.  Limiting the panel in this way ensures that the innovative solutions that the smaller parties are espousing may not see the light of day. It is also constraining the democratic process in a way that will increase the likelihood of an adverse outcome for the country.

People are likely to vote for what they hear, or not vote at all. Worse still if there is a hung parliament it will consist of the three larger parties fighting it out to get their old fashioned and out of date ideas accepted. Any negotiation is likely to be along the lines of “You accept this stale policy of ours and we will accept one of your stale policies”. Melding one stale idea with another has little chance of creating one new idea. Or to put it another way. If you have one thousand monkeys typing stale ideas out for a million years the chance they will create one new idea is small.

It will be as though you complained to the waiter and all he could offer as compensation was Neapolitan ice cream with layers of  vanilla-chocolate-strawberry. The fact that you like not one of the flavours makes no difference.

Now you might remark that as the English Democrats Prospective Parliamentary Candidate for Stevenage that I would say all of that wouldn’t I? But the fact remains that the English Democrats party does have an important contribution to make.  First we are an English nationalist party in the same way that the SNP are a Scottish nationalist party or Plaid Cymru are a Welsh nationalist party. We will put England first just as the SNP puts Scotland first and Plaid puts Wales first. The English Democrats are the only party that is committed to putting England first. English voters might welcome such voting option as election day approaches and the demands for yet more money by the SNP and Plaid become yet more strident.

Secondly we are the only party with a well thought through but radical alternative to the current constitutional settlement. Our plans have matured over the last eight years and are not a knee-jerk reaction to current problems. So have the rest of the policies in our Manifesto

Thirdly we are not that small anyway. In the 2009 European elections over 280,000 people in England voted for the English Democrats – compare this to around 321,000 for the SNP and 127,000 for Plaid. We will soon be the largest nationalist party in the UK. We plan to field over 100 candidates in the Parliamentary election, much more than the SNP or Plaid. The Alliance for Democracy, of which the English Democrats are a founding member, plans to field 300 or more candidates.

We are in a critical election period. A recent survey said that 38% of the population wanted a hung parliament. It is quite possible that as the election date gets closer this proportion will increase. But do voters know what they wish for? A hung parliament of the three main parties plus the nationalist parties of Scotland and Wales will lead to an unprincipled grab for yet more English taxpayers money for the already over-paid Scots and Welsh.  The three main parties will eagerly connive in this, driven as they are by ego and bombast rather than a true love of country. They have already shown themselves  happy to sell the English down the road in order to get an opportunity to implement their already degraded ideas. They will not stop at this. For the English it will be a bit like a vanilla-chocolate-strawberry Neapolitan ice cream with an added extra – a layer of strong mustard!

The results of this will not be pretty. A severe reaction by the English leading to civil unrest, riots and mayhem by a nation that has already signalled that it has had enough is an almost certain outcome of this scenario.

And all for the want of not allowing the voter to see the full range of ideas and parties open to them. How sad can you get?