Source: UK Political Info |
"Apathy could destroy democracy. When the turnout drops below 50 per cent., we are in danger." - Tony Benn, Maastricht debate in Parliament, 20 November 1991.
The landslide Labour victory of 1997 was not just because of voters switching parties; it was also owing to the drop in voter turnout - the lowest percentage since World War II. It's dropped further since.
And then there's the skewing caused by the FPTP voting system. Have a look at the figures below:
Data: UK Parliament, UK Political Info, BBC |
Comparing 1992 and 2010, voter participation dropped by 3.9 million. Between them, the Big Three parties lost 5.48 million votes - and only five seats!
If seats had been awarded strictly in proportion to percentage of votes cast, not only would there now be 150 Lib Dem MPs, but a further 77 from minority parties - whose votes over the same 18-year period increased by 79%, and more than doubled as a percentage of turnout.
Of course, both turnout and party choice would very likely alter if every vote counted equally. (For further discussion of our democratic deficit, please see here.)
Rogue representatives
But here I'd like to add another strand: the quality of our MPs. "They Work For You," says the website - but do they?
Here's an anecdote related to me about the Conservatives as they were in 2002:
"A lady-friend who was active in the Conservative party convinced me to come to a few debates [plush venues, fine wine and senior politicians/civil servants]. The whole thing was a big disappointment, even then everyone was close minded, refused to acknowledge facts or party member opinion but worst of all clearly had self-interest or personal enrichment at heart. I saw whole rooms of highly intelligent young Conservatives, bankers, lawyers, surgeons etc. walk away in disgust time after time; even my friend left the party afterwards.
"The Conservatives think they are losing young people
because they are not interested in politics, my impression was that they were
dismayed [even made furious] by the lack of care for our collective futures.
Twelve years later we can see what their self-interest has wrought."
And from the Mail on Sunday, here's Liberal Party insider Des Wilson on the 1980s:
"I was not only at the centre of the party in the country at
that time but, for a crucial General Election year, the party’s president,
allowed to attend the weekly parliamentary party meetings.
"In their innocence, party members may have assumed these
meetings on Wednesday evenings throbbed with passionate political debate as the
issues of the day were hammered out by men whose lives were devoted to the
common good.
"Instead, week after week, I listened with mounting dismay
and recoiled at the spectacle of this self-serving, self-pitying bunch (with, I
should emphatically add, half a dozen honourable exceptions, such as Archy
Kirkwood, Alan Beith and Matthew Taylor), spending an hour or more whining and
whinging as parliamentary chores were handed out.
"They endlessly
complained about the behaviour of the party’s so-called ‘activists’ – ie members
– whose hard work and sacrifices helped them win their seats.
"The ‘activists’, committed to a campaigning party, looked to
the parliamentary party for leadership and action. By concentrating on a few
activities, they argued, and using all of the opportunities the House provided,
the MPs could have more effectively promoted Liberal causes and been a constant
thorn in the side of the two old parties.
"But that assumed the
MPs saw themselves as the frontline force of a campaigning party, whereas they
were a semi-detached pack, disloyal and disunited, self-regarding and
self-seeking promoters of their own cause – their own re-election.
"On those Wednesday evenings there was minimal discussion of
policy, and when there was, decisions were taken almost entirely on the basis
of members’ constituency interests. I never left those meetings without a sense
of shame. Week after week I went home thinking, ‘Thank God the rest of the
party don’t see this lot in action’. "
Lewis Carroll's Walrus and Carpenter, with their supporters (pic source) |
“I weep for you,” the Walrus said.
“I deeply sympathize.”
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size.
Holding his pocket handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.
“O Oysters,” said the Carpenter.
“You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?”
But answer came there none –
And that was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.
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