The pageant of Parliament, vol. 1 of 2MacDonagh, Michael
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The pageant of Parliament, vol. 1 of 2
MacDonagh, Michael
Great Britain. Parliament
But whatever he may be—whether the idealistic free and enlightened
elector, or a creature of unstable mind, whether he represents a
low standard of political intelligence, or the highest form of
integrity applied to politics—undoubtedly he it is who swings the
electoral pendulum. He is the human instrument for the working out
of that curious law of electioneering by which, before the World
War, with but little irregularity, one Party succeeded the other in
office, since the first really democratic extension of the franchise
by Disraeli’s Reform Act of 1867, when the principle of household
suffrage was established. The “wobblers” are not organized. They
have no newspapers. No common consciousness of similar aims unifies
or unites them. They do not appear upon platforms nor in audiences,
nor do they feel impelled to write to the Press. They keep their
own counsel, and rarely talk politics even in their own circles.
They are, in fact, ignorant of each other’s existence. Yet their
political influence is immense. It is not that they succeed in having
themselves largely represented in Parliament. A peer who sits on the
“cross benches” in the House of Lords—right in the middle of the
floor, unattached, between the Government and the Opposition—is the
closest analogue of the “wobbler” to be found in Parliament. Nor
are they successful in having their political views considered in
legislation and administration. Indeed, it is likely that they are a
very varied lot in ideas, sentiments, and tastes. Almost invariably
non-politicians are dead against change. So long as things go on
pretty much as usual they are content to stand aside. But if it
were possible to hold a convention of “wobblers,” and they drew up
a political programme, we should have, no doubt, a fearful mixture
of Toryism, Liberalism, Socialism, of the principles of free trade
and tariff reform, of open doors and closed ports, of loaves big and
little, of nationalization and private enterprise, of the whole hog
or none.
The power which is wielded by this silent reserve of voters, as
opposed to the crowd who belong to organizations, or who go to
meetings and make their opinions known, is this—that in many
constituencies where the steadfast Liberal, Conservative, and Labour
supporters are evenly balanced, they exercise, as it were, the
casting vote. In them may be said to lie the decision of the fateful
question of the General Election—Shall the Government of the British
Empire be Conservative or Liberal or Labour for a term of years? In
the mass they may be moved by opposing sentiments and motives, they
may be pursuing widely different ends. Many of them, no doubt, are
of the kind who can only support a cause so long as it is favoured
by fortune. But, as a rule, they are friendly disposed towards the
“outs.” “Let the ‘outs’ have a turn of office,” they say, as they
place their cross on the ballot paper in the polling booth. Thus
swings the electoral pendulum to and fro.
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