POSH AND POSHER: RETURN OF THE OLD ETONIANS

by Will, 11 May 2008

Here’s a guest post from the one and only Dave Osler

The last time an Old Etonian got to head a major British political party, the Beatles had only just released their second single. Back in 1963, Sir Alec Douglas-Home ‘emerged’ as a non-elected prime minister, after not being elected to head the Conservative Party.

The voters didn’t get any say on this one, and nor did the hapless Tory backbenchers, for that matter. It would have been a damned impertinence to subject Baron Home of the Hirsel, fourteenth Earl of Home, to that kind of inconvenience.

Instead, a handful of leading Conservative figures selected Sir Alec for the job, by a process only paralleled by the mechanisms for choosing a new Pope.

They say Sir Alec was a good chap and a jolly nice fellow and all that. But as a paid-up, grouse-shooting, not particularly bright member of the upper class, he was very obviously out of touch with ordinary voters. Labour was quick to realise that, and leader of the opposition Harold Wilson hammered home the point. Repeatedly.

A year later, Wilson was in Number Ten. The Tories had been ousted from office after 13 years, with class politics one of the major reasons. From then on, the Tories were determined to broaden their appeal.

Home’s replacement, Edward Heath, became the first grammar school boy to lead the Conservatives. Later, things got more plebeian even than that, with the job later going to a petit bourgeois grocer’s daughter from Grantham, the son of a garden ornament manufacturer who went bust, and even a kid from a comp in Rotherham.

Until now, that is. As if to illustrate the statistical tendency of reversion to the mean, the Old Etonians are back in charge of the Tories. Alexander Boris de Pfeffel Johnson, an OE with deep family roots in the ruling classes of several nations, has just been elected mayor of London.

Meanwhile, the party is headed by David Cameron, offspring of a stockbroker and the daughter of a Baronet, making him fifth cousin twice removed of Queen Elizabeth II. He is thought to be worth £30m.

Labour has historically been the party that represents the majority of society against the elite, so all this should present it with an open goal. I mean, Wilson was nobody’s idea of a prole, but he was still able effectively to highlight what the Tories are and who they represent.

But you can bet on one thing. Labour today - ‘ideologically neutral’ New Labour, with its schoolgirl crush on the super-rich - won’t try anything of the sort. That would smack of class politics, and we can’t be having any of that, can we? Not even if the other side are most insistent on its reintroduction.

Comments

  1. Jez

    Certainly not while Labour-lite are desperatly trying to see to it that their sons and daughters inherit their safe seats-Dunwoody, Benn, Prescott etc.

  2. Shuggy

    That would smack of class politics, and we can’t be having any of that, can we?

    Well you could, I suppose - but it won’t work. One of the reasons it won’t work is that you are overstating your case and what you are calling ‘class politics’ is really just the politics of culture - and even this isn’t entirely accurate. Blair went to Fettes, for chrissake. And one can only assume that it is the ignorance of English political commentators that have allowed Brown’s claims to know how the shoe pinches to pass without comment. Brown represents the establishment - it’s just that this is the Scottish establishment. A fact that tends to be lost on the myriad of commentators out there that confuse being grumpy and Scottish with social democracy.

  3. DWMF

    “But as a paid-up, grouse-shooting, not particularly bright member of the upper class, he was very obviously out of touch with ordinary voters.”

    [the rest of this ‘comment’ stank to high non-heaven that the filthy little bleeder was a bloggertarian — on that count - deleted!]

  4. Nick (Constantinople)

    [nazi SA wanker — fuck off — stupid medieval tosspot and regular HP Sauce pissant - in fact a particularly fine example of that pit of filth’s cuntishness]

  5. Nick (Constantinople)

    [pointless scrawl left again — they never learn]