Last week, BBC1 aired a programme called
Millionaire Basement Wars.
It described how, over the past decade, some 2,000 new basements have
been excavated beneath high-value properties in central London, most notably in the Royal Borough of
Kensington & Chelsea.
The buildings
are often listed, so there’s little scope to extend up or out.
That only leaves down.
Some basements are merely one-storey.
Some are two-storey. Some, known
as ‘icebergs’, are bigger than the house above them. They provide room for all those essentials
that wouldn’t otherwise fit. The
cinema. The gym. The sauna.
The swimming pool. The
hairdressing, manicure and pedicure suite.
The garage for five classic cars.
In one case, the developer provided an indoor, underground waterfall, 30
feet high. Why? Rich people get bored easily, he explained,
so they need something to talk about.
That’s the problem with extreme wealth.
It’s so boring. There’s a point beyond which increased wealth
doesn’t make you any happier. All it
does is deprive others of the happiness that that wealth, better distributed,
could have given them. Economic
efficiency without social efficiency doesn’t deliver the greatest good of the
greatest number. ‘Trickle-down economics’
just distorts priorities, increasing the production of, say, caviar rather than
hospitals.
Saying this isn’t ‘envy’ at all.
Envy is wanting a better life for yourself and expecting somebody else
to do something about it. Wanting a
better life for everyone isn’t envy. It’s justice.
The Scandinavians have a phrase for their supportive social welfare
system that explains why they also have a culture of enterprise: ‘secure enough
to dare’.
Of course, the same is true of power.
When you think what could be done, locally and regionally, with just a
fraction of the taxes we send up to London every year to subsidise the
infrastructure of imaginary money-making, it’s enough to leave you feeling
genuinely sick.
We’ve allowed ourselves to become the easy victims of a narrative of
aspiration. One in which the minor folk
turn on each other and not on those whose industrial-scale grasping is what makes
us minor. ‘Hard-working families’ has
become the must-have soundbite for all politicians with ambition. You can almost hear the anxious twitching of
curtains and the rumbustious rustling of today’s Daily Mail. There are two
things wrong with it. One, naturally. is
the idea that only families count. That
those working too hard to have time to form a family contribute nothing to
society. The other is that ‘hard work’
is easily recognisable. It isn’t.
In the commercial sector, hard work will get you nowhere if what you’re
working hard on isn’t profitable. It’s
the quality – that's to say, the relevance – of what you’re doing that
matters, not its quantity. Working
smarter, not harder, is the key to productivity and profitability. All economy, as Karl Marx noted, is economy
of labour time. In 1932 Bertrand Russell
wrote a very perceptive essay entitled In
Praise of Idleness, in which he pointed out that ultimately the purpose of
work is to create the ability to stop doing it.
That in turn poses other questions.
How much of the work we currently do is necessary work? How much of it would we miss if it weren’t
there?
Arguably, a lot, perhaps most, of the work we do is highly damaging, psychologically,
socially and environmentally, in which case our quality of life would be
greatly improved not by economic growth but by economic shrinkage. High net immigration is a sign of an
unhealthy economy, one that is taking more than its fair share of the world’s
resources and so dragging in the inhabitants of other countries who have come
here to follow their wealth. Internal
migration, with London as the magnet, is another aspect of the same phenomenon,
driven in that case by the power that London has to tax the provinces for its
benefit. The only solutions that the
London parties can imagine – like HS2 – do not enable those provinces to serve
themselves but only reinforce metropolitan dominance. Underpinning them all is the silly idea that
we can have more growth in total, let alone that we need it or want it.
We can see the outlines of a better solution forming but before we
examine it further, let’s remind ourselves how irrelevant the London parties
are to it.
The Blue Tories have been so busy lately promising give-aways it’s a wonder
they’ve not been arrested for corrupt electoral practices. Right-to-Buy is always a vote-winner because
who’s going to vote against free money?
Since the super-rich don’t pay tax, it’s the squeezed middle who’ll foot
the bill and they always vote for the Blue Tories anyway. Plus, they can be pacified by exempting
up-to-one-million-pound properties from Inheritance Tax. Those whose homes have accelerated in value
while they sat back and did nothing will enrich their children and consider it
all their own really ‘hard work’. As
we’ve shown, half of all Inheritance Tax receipts come from London and the
south-eastern corner of England. It’s
the taxes of every other corner that have created the boom economy there and
it’s the taxes of every other corner too that will make up the shortfall in UK
Government revenue if no tax is paid on homes up to £1 million.
Do we have the right to be angry?
Wait and see.
The Yellow Tories’ pitch to the public is that they’re the party to
rein-in the extremes. Without their
moderating presence we could see radical change. Cameron-Farage. Or even Miliband-Sturgeon. Time was when the Liberals viewed themselves
as radicals. Middle-of-the-road radicals
maybe, but at least nominally radical.
There’s a strong possibility though that they’ve misread the times in
which they now operate. There’s a thirst
for change, with Scotland leading the charge.
And that thirst for change operates in the wider context of a European
revolt against Wall Street corporate colonialism and its dismantling of
democracy. The way money is being
shovelled into the Purple Tories shows how far even the old guard have lost
trust in the established parties and want things shaken up, just a little.
The Greens are promising to build 500,000 homes, against the
200,000 promised by both Blues and Reds. (The
Yellows want 300,000, including at least
ten new garden cities.) In the areas under pressure, there isn’t
enough derelict land to provide anywhere near those sort of figures. So if you’re not comfortable with seeing the
Wessex countryside transformed into New West London, that’s yet another option
to cross off the list. What’s “green”
about turning (mostly) greenfield sites into half a million houses?
The Red Tories look every bit as irrelevant as the rest. When Miliband tries to position them as the
voice of working people throughout the UK, it’s a muffled echo from the 70s
that won’t do any more. Who are really
the selfish nationalists? The SNP, who
speak for Scotland and ignore the other home nations (while practising a
genuine internationalism)? Or Labour,
who speak for the UK and ignore the rest of Europe (while boldly going wherever
the White House directs)? Labour are
trying to tap into a sense of British-based solidarity that died with the
industries Thatcher slaughtered. For
three decades they’ve been trying to get it back. They can’t admit they’ve failed. And that’s why they’re being superseded.
We look forward to the continuing wipe-out of the Unionist parties in
Scotland. In Wales, it will take
longer. Despite Leanne Wood’s master stroke in describing the London parties as four shades of grey, the fact is
that the Welsh seem to like their bondage too much to break free of it right
now. It is, however, only a matter of
time. Renewed interest in regionalism
and federalism within England points to a generalised demand for
self-government that will not stop at Celtic borders. And will not be content with any
cobbled-together nonsense of metro mayors or combined authorities either.
What we’re seeing is a convergence of several themes. Perhaps the most pivotal is the rise to real
power of the first generation who lived through Thatcherism as young adults,
who watched the kindlier world of their childhood being shattered by brash
London loadsamoneys, backed up by a semi-fascist State with no respect for
local democracy. (A State that aped
Labour instead of really challenging it.)
No wonder there’s a thirst for change: vengeance has been long awaited.
Such change requires a framework for action, one which the idea of a
Europe of small nations and historic regions readily provides. The scale of change throughout Europe over
the next decade, as one country copies another, could well match that which
followed the fall of the Berlin Wall.
This time it will be the turn of the old imperial states of western Europe
and the smug elites they defend. The
only role here for dinosaurs like France, Spain or the UK is to keep getting in
the way until patience can be contained no longer.
At the regional level, and that of small nations of equivalent scale,
there’s a lot of work to be done, in creating new institutions, breathing life
into long-suppressed identities, and in taking back our stolen wealth and power
from London and its co-conspirators. At
the European level, there’s even more to be done. To break the economic and political
stranglehold of the USA and awake to our common interest as Europeans. To take the banking system apart and bring to
justice the thieves who run it. To create
the climate of thought that will allow our vital industries and services to be
taken back into common ownership with little or no compensation payable to
those who have sucked them dry. To end
private landed estates not through the minor irritant of taxation but through a
radical re-evaluation of title.
Those who wait for the Labour Party to even consider such a programme
will wait for ever. The programme is one
that needs to be more radical than anything on Attlee’s agenda in 1945. Even to do as much as Attlee did is
impossible in today’s Britain. It won’t
be done at the British level, because the British level is now irrelevant. It’s a job for the Europe of a Hundred
Flags. Change will come about through
the growth of nationalist and regionalist parties that are not afraid to define
London as their adversary. Not the
London of ordinary Londoners but the London of assumptions, assumptions of
innate superiority in politics, economics and culture.
Labour cannot deliver that.
Labour have their sights on way too many marginals in London and the
surrounding shires to ever be credible as an authentic voice for marginalised
Britain. Labour have no plans to cut off
London’s drip-feed of our tax money.
Labour have no plans to abolish entire Whitehall departments in favour
of genuine localism. They have no plans
to get even with the parasitical City of London. They have no plans to shut down huge swaths
of London's cultural funding and disperse it across the UK. That is why the nationalist and regionalist
parties must do all of this for them.