Friday 23 October 2009

Question Time failed to deliver answers

Last night's Question Time has caused a bit of a stir. I was always in favour of the BBC giving the British National Party a platform. It seemed to me a great opportunity to fully expose the abhorrent underlying aims of the party, while at the same time bringing to the fore issues that so obviously need to be addressed in contemporary Britain. But I'm afraid the programme failed to deliver.

Jack Straw was a disgrace, as were the liberal drip Chris Huhne and the awful Tory Baroness Warsi, failed MP, and, insultingly introduced as the most powerful Muslim woman in Britain. The BNP's hideous leader Nick Griffin was exposed in the first 10 minutes. Not hard to do - anyone with an ounce of intelligence could achieve that. Bonnie Greer, the fourth member of the panel, has more than a few ounces of intelligence to spare. She was superb, cutting down Griffin with scathing charm and sassy wit.

Sadly, Greer was shunted into a siding for much of the programme, being called upon only for enlightening soundbites, as it descended into a tasteless game of "who can be the most anti-racist" between the aforementioned trio. Such political one-upmanship around the issue of racism was awful to watch. There was no intelligent discussion and real issues were not debated.

Griffin and his core racist beliefs are vile, on that point there is no debate, but the fact is, some of his policies resonate, to varying degrees, with growing elements of the low-income working class. They should have been addressed. When he questions why soldiers have to pay to watch TV in hospital and why the NHS is now a lumbering, semi-privatised bureaucracy with inadequate care structures, that strikes a chord. When he says that education has been dumbed down and many graduates cannot even spell, some people nod their heads in agreement. When he tells the disaffected unemployed that he will rebuild British manufacturing, he gets approval, however grudging it might be at first. The audience missed the opportunity, in nailing Griffin, to also pin down Straw and demand answers, as did Warsi and Huhne, who have no answers themselves.

As for the audience, which was obviously stacked by the BBC and fell straight into pantomime mode, everyone was so riled up on the anti-racism bandwagon that a great opportunity was missed. Griffin's policies can be pulled to pieces with ease but within his lies there are some truths, so why weren't those real issues discussed and thrown at Straw. Answers should have been demanded. Griffin was roasted but the main political parties were let off scott free.

The only bright spot was Bonnie Greer.

As I watched, I could not help wondering if things would have been different if the show had been filmed in say Blackburn, Bristol, Doncaster or Sunderland. I was therefore not surprised today as I heard Griffin complain to Sky News: "That was not a genuine Question Time; that was a lynch mob.

"That audience was taken from a city that is no longer British ... That was not my country any more. Why not come down and do it in Thurrock, do it in Stoke, do it in Burnley? Do it somewhere where there are still significant numbers of English and British people [living], and they haven't been ethnically cleansed from their own country."

Of course the slant he takes is his own warped vision of reality and I for one, as an Englishman with roots most likely leading back to the ancient celtic inhabitants of these isles, find his use of the term "ethnically cleansed" to be thoroughly repulsive. To my mind and eyes, all human beings are equal. However, there is no doubt that in the places he cites and more, there are a growing number of disaffected individuals that feel neglected by the ruling political class.

I do not have the answers but what I do know is that concerns regarding rising poverty and depleted public services are mixing with fears about unemployment and identity in a rapidly changing society. These fears, however irrational they may seem to the political class, are real fears to those who experience them and can feed xenophobia, which in turn gives rise to extreme elements. If the governemt does not address these issuse, it does not matter how much of the moral high ground politicians take or how much of a deranged racist idiot they make Griffin look, there will be a price to pay somewhere down the road.

Wednesday 21 October 2009

The truth is out there

It seems to me that truth is becoming elusive. Everywhere you turn, whether it be in the direction of politicians justifying self-serving agendas or marketing men unscrupulously bending words to peddle their wares, honest language is being subverted.
It is not truth's fault. Given her place in the spotlight, truth will stand tall and elucidate with unerring clarity. She will rise above the morass of artifice and deflect deception's darts with resolute integrity.
Sadly, we live in an age when truth's message is increasingly over-dubbed and reworked to meet the requirements of the PR executive, the spin doctor or the politically correct lobbyist, to single out but three. They take truth and polish her rugged, resolute form into a slippery sheen that eludes ones grasp and reflects a bewildering glare.
The thing is, this almost universal toying with the truth has crept into our day-to-day lives to such an extent that its pervasive infiltration is now largely taken for granted. Almost everyone is doing it!
But what has prompted this little rant. Well, a whole host of things. I could go on about the evils of New Labour and its propensity for deceit. Or politicians at large - one only has to consider the expenses scandal. I could also bang on about the arch deceiver, Peter Mandelson and the half-truths he is so keen to push on us regarding the Royal Mail strike. And then there is the financial crisis, Afghanistan, the NHS and Tony Blair's all round despicability.
But no, although each of those and more have contributed, the hand that stretched out and pushed me over the edge today came, quite unexpectedly, from David Edgar, spokesman for the Rangers Supporters Trust.
Let me enlighten you. Last night, Rangers were thrashed 4-1 at home in the Champions' League clash against Urinea Urziceni, a largely unheralded team from south-east Romania. Hardly Real Madrid!
Well, the Rangers faithful were naturally angry and upset as they left the stadium. Two of them were so distraught that they hurled the bile building within at Maurice Edu as the young American was getting into his car. Edu is a Rangers player but did not feature in the game that night and so could not be blamed for the abject performance. Edu is also black.
He wrote on his Twitter feed this morning: "Not sure what hurt more: result last nite or being racially abused by couple of r own fans as I'm getting in my car."
Cue Mr. Edgar, desperate to avoid his club's fans from being tarnished with the slur of being racist!
"We would absolutely condemn that if that's the case. These are not Rangers fans and they should be caught and prosecuted to the full extent of the law."
Once again, truth suffers at the hands of a narrow-minded spin merchant and still the perpetrator is unaware of what a total fool he looks. But then, the issue will soon blow over, Edgar will move on to yet another ludicrous warping of the truth, the neanderthals who dished out the abuse will be disowned by the club and life will go on. This is life as we now know it. So, who is the real fool in all of this?