The lunatic mainstream is determined on a course of profound, existential change for Great Brittain (and Europe), with no popular mandate whatsoever
It's all but impossible to launch a new
political party under America's electoral arrangements, and extremely easy to
do so under Continental proportional representation. The Westminster
first-past-the-post system puts the task somewhere in between: tough, but not
entirely the realm of fantasy. The Labour party came into being at the dawn of
the 20th century, and formed its first government in 1924. The United Kingdom
Independence party was born in 1993 and now, a mere two decades later, is on
the brink of . . . well, okay, not forming its first government, but it did do
eerily well in May's local elections. The Liberals were reduced to their
all-time lowest share of the vote, the Tories to their lowest since 1982, and
for the first time ever, none of the three "mainstream" parties
cracked 30 percent: Labour had a good night with 29, the Conservatives came
second at 25, and nipping at their heels was the United Kingdom Independence party
with 23 percent.
They achieved
this impressive result against not three opponents but also a fourth — a media
that have almost universally derided the party as a sinkhole of nutters and
cranks. UKIP's leader, the boundlessly affable Nigel Farage, went to P. G.
Wodehouse's old high school, Dulwich College, and to a sneering metropolitan
press, Farage's party is a déclassé Wodehousean touring company mired in an
elysian England that never was, populated only by golf-club duffers, halfwit
toffs, rustic simpletons, and hail-fellow-well-met bores from the snug of the
village pub. When I shared a platform with him in Toronto a few months back,
Mr. Farage explained his party's rise by citing not Wodehouse but another
Dulwich old boy, the late British comic Bob Monkhouse: "They all laughed
when I said I'd become a comedian. Well, they're not laughing now."
The British
media spent 20 years laughing at UKIP. But they're not laughing now — not when
one in four electors takes them seriously enough to vote for them. So, having
dismissed him as a joke, Fleet Street now warns that Farage uses his famous
sense of humor as a sly cover for his dark totalitarian agenda — the same
well-trod path to power used by other famous quipsters and gag-merchants such
as Adolf Hitler, whose Nuremberg open-mike nights were legendary. "Nigel
Farage is easy to laugh at . . . that means he's dangerous," declared the Independent. The Mirror warned of an "unfulfilled
capacity for evil." "Stop laughing," ordered Jemma Wayne in the
British edition of the Huffington
Post. "Farage would lead us back to the dark ages." The more the
"mainstream" shriek about how mad, bad, and dangerous UKIP is, the
more they sound like the ones who've come unhinged.

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