Supriyo Chatterjee, 27/7/2022
First came the scorching Indian summer as the temperature breached 40oC in England. And in the summer haze appeared a seriously rich ethnic Indian who wants to be the next Prime Minister. Be as it may, he will probably be defeated by a home-grown Margaret Thatcher clone as dull and dreary as the regular English sky. In perfidious Albion, roast beef could still trump chicken tikka.
Boris (the malevolent clown) Johnson survived the scandal of breaking Covid rules he had imposed on others only to be taken down by the sexual escapade of one of his closest political enforcers. As Jose Steinsleger has observed, the end of Conservative governments in the United Kingdom is usually heralded by the comet of a sex scandal. All the ministers who abandoned Boris at the very end, when it was clear that he had become a liability for the party, knew from the beginning that their boss, like them, was never hindered by ethics or personal morals. Nevertheless, they acted out their rehearsed surprise and outrage in television appearances and newspaper interviews. The ritual morality play, which everyone knows is as false as a Christmas pantomime, serves as an invisibility cloak for striking deals during a change of guard.
Rishi Sunak, whose Indian parents came to Britain from Africa, faces Liz Truss in the Conservative Party leadership race. Both are Oxford educated, both started their working life in the corporate world, both are millionaires, and both are Thatcherite believers in low taxes, a small state, privatisation of public assets, foreign military adventures and as little human rights and political freedoms at home as possible. In Sunak's case, his Indian wife, a billionaire's daughter and fabulously wealthy in her own right, does not even pay taxes in Britain. The couple are on the Sunday Times Rich List. Liz Truss, who has grown richer every year she has been in politics, thinks there is unacceptable envy of wealth in Britain. The glue that holds the ruling Conservative Party together is no longer so much white privilege as the worship of big money.
As with the economy, the two candidates appear equally blindfolded on Britain's place in the world. If Lizzie snorts that she will bring Russia and Putin to heel on Ukraine, Rishi exhales fire against China and the CPC, threatening to show them their place. All this with an army at their command that fits into a football stadium. Liz Truss has a particular talent for words: she will not rest till she makes British apple the top of the tree; with the Chinese she will wag her fingers and talk big on pig. She delivers these lines with a fierce scowl, pauses for the briefest of moments which still feels far too long, and then a thin crooked smile breaks out as she glances anxiously at the audience for applause which never comes. Sunak is smarter, but the voters are 160,000 or so Tory members, mostly old, almost all white, all Little Englanders whatever the colour of their skin and all comfortably off. Will Liz Truss actually get their vote because she is white and properly English, even if the Establishment is furiously telling them to vote Sunak because he's less dumb? We'll never know and who will ever admit to it?
