Monday, August 31, 2026

Contrasts

 

Contrasts

Politics, institutions and the danger of turning government into a game

 

Westminster: an institution which, for all its faults, has survived rather well.

Houses of Parliament, ca. 1890 — Library of Congress; no known restrictions on publication.

 

In these turbulent times, I naturally come to think of the contrast between the historic government performances of the UK and the USA. No contest! The UK is infinitely superior. The famous and distinguished names tumble out – Canning, Wellington, Melbourne, Peel, Palmerston, Gladstone, Disraeli, Salisbury, Balfour, Asquith, Lloyd George, Baldwin, Churchill – all highly educated leaders, ruling a vast empire with political nous.

The US field a second eleven. After due tribute to Washington and Lincoln, crookedness creeps in with Grant and a get-rich culture suffuses the Gilded Age. Eccentricity distorts the regime of Theodore Roosevelt and corruption is prevalent in 1920-30 America. Thus forward to the 1950s – FDR had a good war, belatedly; Ike was too old to do much more than golf; Nixon was crooked and Vietnam cast a long shadow.

And yet perhaps this is too easy.

America has produced some remarkable leaders and its political system has genuine strengths. The Founding Fathers were determined to prevent tyranny and constructed a system of checks and balances which, in principle, is a magnificent protection against excessive power.

The Capitol: designed to restrain power. The difficulty comes when restraint becomes paralysis.

United States Capitol, ca. 1880 — Wellcome Collection.

 

But there is a catch.

The checks and balances can become checks without balances. Once politicians discover that the machinery designed to restrain government can also be used to prevent government, the whole thing becomes a game.

The American government shutdown is the perfect example. In 2013, disagreement between Congress and President Obama produced a 16-day shutdown. In 2018-19, the argument over President Trump's proposed border wall produced another, lasting 35 days – the longest in American history.

Think about it. The most powerful government in the world cannot agree to fund itself.

And both sides can claim a political victory.

This is the problem with politics becoming a game. In a game the object is to beat the other side. In government the object ought to be to achieve something.

Government on hold: when political victory matters more than political government.

National Archives closure during the 2018–19 U.S. government shutdown; AP/Jose Luis Magana.

 

America has always had a talent for political agitators who understand the power of the direct appeal. Huey Long, the “Kingfish”, was a remarkable populist: economically radical, personally authoritarian and extraordinarily effective at bypassing the political establishment. Charles Lindbergh was different, but equally revealing. His fame as an aviator gave him a political authority which he used to lead the isolationist America First movement before Pearl Harbour.

The common factor was the transformation of personality into political power.

Huey Long: politics as personality, performance and a direct appeal to the crowd.

Huey P. Long, 1935 — Harris & Ewing / Library of Congress; no known restrictions on publication.

 

This has become vastly more pronounced in our own time. Politics is increasingly conducted for an audience rather than through institutions. The politician becomes a performer; the party becomes a brand; outrage becomes a political weapon.

Everything is scored.

Everything has winners and losers.

Everything becomes a competition.

There is little room for dignity.

Britain is certainly not immune. Westminster has become increasingly Americanised and our politicians are now just as conscious of television clips, headlines and social media. But the older British tradition contained something which I think is worth preserving: a sense that government was a serious business.

Our constitution is untidy, irrational and full of anomalies. But it encourages compromise. We have historically expected our political leaders to know something about history, government and the country they were trying to govern.

They did not always succeed.

They did not always behave honourably.

But many understood that they were part of something larger than themselves.

That is perhaps the crucial distinction.

Politics requires a conception of the long term. A country is not a corporation and a prime minister is not a chief executive concerned with the next quarter's figures. Nations have histories, traditions and obligations. They existed before today's politicians and, one hopes, will exist after them.

Lindbergh: the national hero becomes the political spokesman.

Charles Lindbergh, 1927 — Harris & Ewing / Library of Congress via Wikimedia Commons; public domain.

 

Churchill understood this instinctively. His great speeches worked because they appealed to national memory and to something beyond immediate political advantage.

I fear that this sense has been badly weakened.

We have become very good at discussing rights and much less good at discussing duties. We talk about identity but less about citizenship. We demand government while increasingly distrusting the authority needed to govern.

And so I return to my original contrast.

Perhaps “Britain first, America second” is unfair. America has produced great statesmen; Britain has produced fools.

But I still prefer a political culture in which the politician sees himself as a temporary custodian of the state rather than a contestant in a permanent game.

The audience wants excitement.

Government requires judgement.

The audience wants winners.

Government requires compromise.

The audience forgets yesterday.

The state has to live with it.

We need politicians who understand that government is not a game.

We need people who have read a book or two.

And above all, we need some sense that the country is ours only temporarily.

We inherit it.

We govern it, if we are lucky.

And then we hand it on.

It is an old-fashioned idea.

Which may be precisely why it is worth recovering.

Churchill: politics as national purpose rather than personal performance.

Winston Churchill at the ruins of Coventry Cathedral, 1941; historical government photograph.

 

Wednesday, May 28, 2025

Upside Down Cake

 

UPSIDE-DOWN CAKE

There is a traditional British confection, usually with a pineapple base, called an upside-down cake, and as I emerged, blinking, from winter hibernation and writer’s block, I thought that our world has a new, peculiar flavour, with old certainties up-ended and familiar tastes transformed. It will all take some getting used to, analysis will be intense and we would be wise not to rush to judgement. Modern humanity is restlessly dynamic and old alliances may wobble. If governments are elected on a platform of radical and rapid change, we can expect a bumpy, pot-holed journey.

A plate of pineapple upside down cake

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Upside Down Cake (per Mary Berry)

Before we criticise others, we would be wise to contemplate our own navel. The UK is not a happy ship. It is a sharply polarised society- Left v Right, Woke v Traditional, North v South, Brexiteer v Eurofanatic. From 2010 to 2024 it had an inept Tory government, helped by facing an unelectable Labour opposition of loony Leftists. Its leaders, hollow Cameron, guileless May, erratic Boris, gambling Truss, or uninspiring Sunak, did not quicken the pulse. They were unlucky to encounter the Covid plague, but every country suffered that. Then Labour found new leadership in Keir Starmer and in 2024 convincingly won the election. Labour’s hour had struck.

What a disaster! With Rachel Reeves as Chancellor, the government made mistake after mistake. Unaffordable public sector salary rises, high tax increases on employers, class war attacks on private education, tax privileges withdrawn from many farmers. Doctrinal stuff poorly presented. UK politics became more fractured. Farage’s Reform Party capturing many on the Right, Lib Dems and Greens attracting the Woke dreamers, even the declining Nationalists getting a boost. Starmer himself often looks the part of PM but the public suspect that while he can master a brief as a lawyer, he lacks any inner conviction or driving principle. He will not long survive as leader. Faced with higher defence obligations and shaky public finances the UK must cut its coat sharply.

A person and person sitting at a table

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Britain’s unlikely saviours

The UK voted to leave the EU in 2016 by a narrow margin and after many a wrangle finally left in 2020. The Brexiteers caught onto a popular current as the benefits of EU membership were not apparent to many; the civil service and the Establishment Blob loved the EU and yet every attempt was made by Europe to humiliate, frustrate, exploit and thwart the UK, notably by France, Germany and the EU Commission. The chances of the UK working happily with these people are very remote. Europe is much too disparate to agree any coherent policies, with wide economic and political gaps separating her various blocs. Only wishful thinking by dreaming Starmer can overcome this hard reality.

  

E Macron                                          U von der Leyen                            O Scholz

With friends like these, who needs enemies?

The ingredient in our cake which was once an enviable honey-pot but is now a flailing paprika-laden poison is our erstwhile ally, the United States of America. Donald Trump returned to office 100 days ago in January 2025, comfortably overwhelming Biden and Harris. In his campaign Trump had to dodge a few bullets, but his nationalistic MAGA message was consistently preached and lapped up. The world did not take Trumpism very seriously but had to rethink as Trump imposed high tariffs, which he levied erratically but hunkered down to a trade-war with China and South East Asia, formidable opponents.

Much worse, Trump kept shooting himself in the foot by changing sides in the Russia – Ukraine War, withdrawing military aid to Ukraine, praising Russia, disparaging NATO, insulting Zelensky, ignoring the EU. There have been some conciliatory gestures, but trust in Trump’s USA is rapidly melting. He also threatened Canada and Greenland with annexation, roundly condemned by them. This whole foreign policy issue has been treated by Trump as an expanded poker game and he has behaved with a degree of egotism and crassness which would have brought blushing shame to his many distinguished predecessors.

Yet the Trump regime has sound democratic credentials and there is some common sense in most of its policies. Trump complains about judgments against him (which he routinely evades) but he does not ignore the Constitution – he is a keen supporter of states’ rights. He pushes his programme by presidential edict as his majority in both houses of Congress is thin. He is a demagogue, but the US has seen quite a few of them in history. All the instincts of the UK public, all anglophonic, cultural and inherited values pull the UK towards the US. Relations are going through a rough patch. The UK needs to deploy all her diplomatic skills in re-establishing harmony and goodwill between our like-minded nations.

SMD

1.05.25 Text Copyright © Sidney Donald 2025

LIFE'S PLEASURES

 

LIFE’S PLEASURES

We get a bucketful of misery from so many aspects of our existence that it is worth remembering that our lives are enriched too by a catalogue of delights, many of which are free. I set out a small list below which reflects my no doubt old-fashioned personal tastes – make your own list, it will cheer you up!

1.      Scotland

I had the good fortune to be born in handsome Aberdeen and educated in lovely, if chilly, Edinburgh. Away from the Central Belt, Scotland is the sparsely populated playground of Europe.

Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic

The steep frowning glories of dark Lochnagar (Byron)

We rejoice in the beautiful Road to the IslesSure by Tummel and Loch Rannoch and Lochaber I will go – and no visitor should miss Mull and sacred Iona, among whose ruins your piety will grow warmer, according to Dr Johnson. You can trek, climb, golf, drink, fish, sail or philosophise. Whatever, Scotland punches well above her weight.

2.      Hollywood

My father’s family business included a local chain of 12 cinemas and in the interval between school and going home I sat in in a cinema watching every second feature in the 1946-50 era – Abbott and Costello, The Bowery Boys, Francis the talking mule, Roy Rodgers or Gene Autrey Westerns. Later, as my tastes changed, my celluloid education took in Doris Day, Judy Garland, Howard Keel, Fred Astaire or Gene Kelly musicals and blossomed with Humphrey Bogart classics and Bette Davis dramas.

I spent many happy hours of my life watching films. I do not agree with everything America does but Hollywood for me was a great civilising engine.

3.      Buildings to die for

From my European standpoint there are a handful of buildings which have the “wow-factor”, rooting you to the spot, yet easily enough accessible.

 I first nominate La Sainte Chapelle, Paris, the rayonnant chapel built by Louis IX in about 1350 to house

 



his Passion Collection including the purported Crown of Thorns. Its Upper Level has the most stunning display of medieval stained glass in the world.

 

Then there is Ottobeuren Abbey in Bavaria, fabulously Rococo, exuding rapt devotion, with a riotous profusion of plaster saints in joyful ecstasy.



 

Rococo is not much seen in the UK, but I find this dynamically flamboyant style irresistible.

My other wow-factor building is Amiens Cathedral, surely the finest Gothic cathedral in Europe. It is the largest cathedral in France, double the size of Notre Dame de Paris. Mainly dating from the 13th Century, its sculpture and carvings are admirable, and its proportions give it majestic solemnity. A 19th Century restoration overseen by Viollet-le-Duc was a triumph.

                                      


                                                                      Amiens Cathedral

4.      English “Laugh out Loud” Writing.

Beneath a thin layer of reserve the English are a boisterous race given to joking, tomfoolery and farce. Tudor and Jacobean writers were notably unfunny (sadly including Shakespeare) but 18th century novelists could easily raise a titter and by the first half of the 19th century we were experiencing the irrepressible genius of Charles Dickens where a tumult of  rich characters like Pickwick, Mr Micawber, Sarah Gamp, Sam Weller, Mr Bumble, Uriah Heep and Ebeneezer Scrooge make his pages dance before our eyes.  But Dickens was a crusader and few of his novels are flawless – convoluted plots, unconvincing female characters, sentimentality and regular dull patches.

The 20th century produced 2 brilliant comic writers in the UK, P.G. Wodehouse and Arthur Marshall. Wodehouse created his own fictional world populated by imperious Aunts, absent minded aristocrats like Lord Emsworth, Mr Mulliner’s unique anecdotal vignettes, worldly manservants like Jeeves, fairly brainless men about town in the Bertie Wooster mould, and an enormous hilarious oeuvre, recording his creations’ madcap activities - be they gossiping at the Drones Club, playing golf or having adventures chasing determined young ladies around stately homes. PGW is incomparable.  

My other favourite is Arthur Marshall (1910-89), frustrated actor, schoolmaster at Oundle, post-war radio turn as Nurse Dugdale, reviewer, columnist, TV personality on Call my Bluff. Arthur perfected the acute short piece deriving high comedy from ordinary matters, British Rail, Devon resorts, puddings, the West End theatre, (where his acquaintance was matchless). In later life on TV, chins a-wobble, emanating good humour and sunshine, Arthur revealed his true worth – a blessed National Treasure.



                                                               Arthur Marshall

5.      Human Genius

My catalogue of uplifting pleasures is endless – we humans have created so much beauty and culture that this conclusion is inevitable. High Art is our proud achievement. The poetry of Wordsworth and Keats, the paintings of Rembrandt and Tiepolo, the music of Purcell, Charpentier, Beethoven and Mozart or the 26 ancient Anglican Cathedrals. I will receive criticism that my taste is pale, male and stale, but it would not be a surprise if the old favourites are in fact the best. Drink in the achievements of our forebears -they invigorate and sustain us!

 

SMD

26.5.25

Text copyright © Sidney Donald 2025

Wednesday, February 5, 2025

MITRED MANIA


It is clearly open season for Anglican Bishops – at least two have fallen from their perches in recent months and others are under fire. Being a Bishop has often been a perilous occupation, but the compensations can be very substantial. I confess I have daydreamed about becoming a Bishop myself – the lawn sleeves, the discreet crucifix pendant, the processional gait, the stately mitre, the rather nasal chanting of the prayers and responses, as I indulge in clerical chitchat at the Athenaeum about the merits of The 39 Articles. Tired, I retire to my palace for a well-earned saddle of lamb and a generous glass of claret…. Then, I suddenly snap out of my dream realising I hardly qualify for this role, being a lifelong humanist, estranged from revealed religion by my scepticism, (I simply do not believe a word of it!) and by no stretch of the imagination a liver of a righteous and holy life.

Justin Welby, Archbishop of Canterbury

Welby presided over the funeral of Elizabeth II and the coronation of Charles III with due dignity and brought a managerial flavour to his office. But in defending the Church he strayed into Establishment attitudes by hushing up the extensive paedophile activities of one John Smyth, creating scandal when the facts emerged. Welby’s position became untenable, and he went.




John Perumbalath, Bishop of Liverpool

The case of John Perumbalath was more straight-forward. A sprightly native of Kerala, India, the Bishop could not contain his exuberance, and several ladies complained of his groping ways. He was denounced by Bev Mason, suffragan Bishop of Warrington, to add to the back-stabbing picture. He quickly resigned.



                                            Stephen Cottrell, Archbishop of York

Cottrell is the most senior Anglican bishop and must be a candidate for the vacant see of Canterbury. However there have been noisy calls for his resignation (sharply refused by Cottrell) in view of his past support for Perumbalath and his alleged sheltering of a now-expelled priest David Tudor. He may confound his critics but currently he is under fire.

York has often been controversial. When an earlier Archbishop, John Sentamu, confirmed David Jenkins as Bishop of Durham, Jenkins had already expressed heretical views on the Resurrection and the Virgin Birth. A day or two later, York Minster was struck by lightning, hailed by the Evangelicals as a clear sign of God’s wrath – a perfect compound of superstition and ill-will. Although Sentanu was well respected, in retirement he has been entirely banned from preaching thanks to some historic mishandling of a sexual misbehaviour case.



                                        John Sentanu, previous Archbishop of York

Stepping back from these recent problems in the Anglican Church, I see its decline as part of the long-delayed triumph of Enlightenment values in England. In 1650 Irish Bishop Ussher proclaimed his notorious chronology stating that creation (i.e. the birth of Adam) occurred on October 22 4004 BC and was taken seriously in devout circles for 200 years. In the 18th century the Church acquired wealth and power and ludicrously the Church retains to this day its 26 reserved seats in the House of Lords - surely an easy enough target for Butterfingers Starmer! “Soapy Sam” Wilberforce, Bishop of Winchester was an eloquent controversialist and opposed Darwinism and TH Huxley in a debate of 1860, a typical reactionary.


Soapy Sam Wilberforce

Albert Schweitzer

But the tide was turning. Ernest Renan scandalised France with his Life of Jesus in 1865 and Albert Schweitzer’s Quest of the Historical Jesus (1906) brilliantly began to face the real issues. These books demythologised Christ, ridiculed past historic accretions and pulled the rug from under many theological positions. After the controversy surrounding the collection of essays The Myth of God Incarnate by John Hick and 6 others in 1977, and the earlier Honest To God undermining of deism as set out by John Robinson, Bishop od Woolwich in 1963, it became obvious that leading Anglicans “no longer believed a word of it” and it was becoming time to shut up shop.

So, I say, “Thank you” and “Goodbye” to the Anglican Church. Thank you for the legacy of beautiful buildings you have cared for throughout England – many will be demolished while others will long be protected and cherished. And it is “Goodbye” to dogma, to absurdity and to intolerance. May these enemies of humanity never re-appear!

 

SMD

5.02.24

Text copyright © Sidney Donald 2025