Boris Johnson, Tony Lit: celebrity big politics
Welcome to the Celebrity Big Politics house. Want to hold elected office? Forget all that nonsense about dutifully campaigning for your party at local level for a decade or two, maybe serving as a councillor, or getting your head around the subtler nuances of important policy issues.
Just concentrate on getting your name into the papers instead, or maybe start your own radio station or something.
Even demonstrable sympathy for the basic values of whichever party offers you the gig has nowadays pretty much been reduced to an optional extra.
Hence Comrade Digby can be parachuted into a ministerial job, while Tony Lit gets to be Conservative candidate in a high-profile by-election, just days after writing a four-figure cheque to Labour.
Thankfully, London mayor hopeful Boris Johnson is at least a bona fide Tory, and a politician more serious than his public image. But he remains better known for being on telly a lot than whatever it was he was party spokesman for until this morning.
As a general rule, picking political pop stars disempowers activists in favour of placemen and placewomen. But as the party leaderships see it, that’s just another another advantage. We need to do whatever we can to scupper this trend.
I see that the Tories have bravely opted to instigate a US-style primary contest, open to all London voters, to decide their standard bearer for the contest to run Europe’s biggest city.
Can I just urge all non-Tory London readers to participate and lump behind whichever runner looks like the biggest liability?
Look what might happen if we fail to act. I mean, I’m sure Beyoncé would make an excellent secretary of state for defence. It’s just I think she should have to spend a few years sticking leaflets through doors before she gets a crack at the job.
Welcome to the Celebrity Big Politics house. Want to hold elected office? Forget all that nonsense about dutifully campaigning for your party at local level for a decade or two, maybe serving as a councillor, or getting your head around the subtler nuances of important policy issues.
Just concentrate on getting your name into the papers instead, or maybe start your own radio station or something.
Even demonstrable sympathy for the basic values of whichever party offers you the gig has nowadays pretty much been reduced to an optional extra.
Hence Comrade Digby can be parachuted into a ministerial job, while Tony Lit gets to be Conservative candidate in a high-profile by-election, just days after writing a four-figure cheque to Labour.
Thankfully, London mayor hopeful Boris Johnson is at least a bona fide Tory, and a politician more serious than his public image. But he remains better known for being on telly a lot than whatever it was he was party spokesman for until this morning.
As a general rule, picking political pop stars disempowers activists in favour of placemen and placewomen. But as the party leaderships see it, that’s just another another advantage. We need to do whatever we can to scupper this trend.
I see that the Tories have bravely opted to instigate a US-style primary contest, open to all London voters, to decide their standard bearer for the contest to run Europe’s biggest city.
Can I just urge all non-Tory London readers to participate and lump behind whichever runner looks like the biggest liability?
Look what might happen if we fail to act. I mean, I’m sure Beyoncé would make an excellent secretary of state for defence. It’s just I think she should have to spend a few years sticking leaflets through doors before she gets a crack at the job.

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