Twenty ten has an odd ring to it, and it’s shaping up to be a curious year. Here are a few Prospect predictions. In 2010, the west will discover just how much the financial crash has weakened it—in particular, the Chinese will wave away pleas to allow its currency to appreciate, and call the west’s bluff over a threatened trade war. Both Russia and China will decline to force Iran to abandon its nuclear weapons plans; that task will instead be undertaken by Israeli pilots, thereby derailing some surprisingly promising new Israel-Palestine peace talks. But, on a more positive note, the government of North Korea will fall, and after a short period of chaos a more benign regime will emerge. And Osama bin Laden will finally be caught. By the Chinese.
What about closer to home? Martin Amis’s new novel will not see a return to form (again), Prince Charles will become King, a major national newspaper will go free, there will be a serious (but bungled) terrorist incident, and England will get knocked out of the World Cup in the semi-finals by an African country (after penalties). There will be two elections: first in early May, then again later in October when the Tories will return to the country to end, successfully, the hung parliament (between elections Gordon Brown will resign as Labour leader and go off to run the secretariat of the increasingly powerful G20).
Many of those predictions will be proved wrong, here’s one that won’t be: the British general election of 2010 will be less important than most. The likely winners have already adopted much of their predecessor’s programme, albeit with less enthusiasm for the state and Britain’s global role. The Tories will come up with a few fresh ideas for overcoming the fiscal crisis—perhaps a tax on land values?—but in most respects they will just manage their inheritance. Some constitutional radicals see the outline of a bigger shift—yet rest their hopes on two unlikely scenarios. Scenario one sees Labour losing the popular vote but remaining the largest party, and offering the Lib Dems a deal on proportional representation. This could lock in centre-left governments for decades, but Nick Clegg surely cannot prop up a tired Labour government that has lost voters’ confidence. Scenario two has the Tories winning a mandate for a big cut in the number of MPs and deciding that, in view of Scottish self-government, most cuts should come north of the border. This, along with the fact that so few Scots will have voted for the Tories, pushes Scotland towards independence, ensuring eternal Tory governments in England… equally unlikely. The more interesting question is whether the Tories, battling through economic turbulence, can get themselves re-elected in 2015.
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Cameron’s year? 20/10 sounds about 50% than a Brownian vision.
The thought of England lastin to the semi’s horrifies me; the longer they last, the longer the chavs will be chanting “Ingalun, Ingalun” and “there’s only one Way Roo-anay”.
Now there is thought. Why not have Cammo playing for England and Rooney as the next PM. That would get England out of the cup sooner and whilst Rooney may seem wholly unsuited to the job of PM, he would not be as bad as Cammo. Cancellor Beckham? I know he is not bright, but he take advice from his wife who is, surely, smarter than Ozzie.
Oops! I meant 50% MORE than a Brownian vision.
The economic crisis will begin to apply its version of Occam’s Razor to the Health and Safety Culture. Let’s hope.
The Health&Safety Culture will ban Occam’s Razor.
A Tissue. An Issue. We All Fall Down. What a thoroughly uplifting portrait of David
Cameron illustrates David Goodhart’s editorial periscope.
What a flat-liner that wise Mr Snell’s editorial questioning ( Letters, Jan ‘09 ),
opining what’s an air-head like Julie Burchill doing in a bright mag like this ( still less the tacky tabloid ploy of using a picture of Princess Diana to peddle her story ) had not been answered in time to prevent her encore , as up she cropped again in this issue , again seeking reputation , this time by trying to elbow out the real talent ( John Mortimer ) from the nest in ‘How We Rated 2009′
Or perhaps it was ? Could it be that both incidents were a bungled attempt
at positive discrimination ? ( Prospect is nothing if not occasionally confused by matters ‘ Wimmin ‘, and who can blame them ). The clue here might be
in the billing. Was the Birch subbed top of the piece’s byline of no particular order, alphabetical or otherwise, simply because she is a woman ?
By publishing any boring old woman, Prospect might be hoping to inspire more talented female writers ( or provoke males to change tackle ) to contribute ? This feline explanation might also be why the unspeakably naff Dear Wilhelmina page has been allowed to bore us for so long. What might the mag’s sly minstrels foist upon us next ? An astrologically-based cookery column ? The latest in kitchen gadgets for budgerigars ? Come on all of you turquoise bluestockings ( yes, you Cassandra Jardine ) ..