If you look at most prime ministers, certainly going back as far as I can remember, they are strange fish. Odd people who seem to get to their position often because they are the least offensive of the jockeying candidates.
One thing that unites them is their utter conviction that they really do know what to do next. That as they pass through one of their crises – for they all pass through them – they’ll be able to talk their way out of it. That they can make a cogent and convincing pitch to the press that gets them turning the corner, and they are again in safe waters.
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If you’d collected the comments and articles and general media opinion over the past week or so you would have concluded that Sir Keir Starmer was dead in the water. The stench of a dying regime was about No 10, ran one comment. Only for Starmer then to gird his loins, draw his supporters to him and make a speech that pulls the rabbit out of the hat. Home and dry and all the commentators returning to their trenches disappointed that they did not bring down the PM.
Truth needs protecting. The brouhaha that surrounded Starmer recently over Peter Mandelson is the press doing its job. Demanding answers from power, wanting to know why they were asleep at the wheel. Left, right and centre, or what’s left of it, piled in to do their best to unseat the incumbent. Only his unseating would have assuaged their appetites for action. Yet it is their job to knock down the incompetents, if that is what they are found to be. The problem is that it often becomes a bean feast of bloodletting. And with great success the press can round on the particular ‘odd fish’ who’s got the job at the moment, because all these odd fish look at times as if – to mix metaphors – they have feet of clay.
The appalling corruption that the Epstein issue throws up would not have seen the light of day if it were not for a vigorous insistence by the press on knowing more. Andrew Mountbatten-Windsor could still have been the colonel of regiments and on the taxpayers’ payroll; and still enshrined in our prayers as a prince.