KNOT A LITTLE NZ LABOUR CONUNDRUM

Though Vernon Small passes for the Dominion Post’s political pundit, there are only wisps of truth in his pontifications.

His article yesterday pressing the old media flesh for Grant Robertson’s candidacy for the NZ Labour Party Leadership is a case in point. 

Small is trapped in a simplistic Left-Right dialectic that portrays David Cunliffe’s as emanating from the ‘salon of the old guard and more conservative members on the Right’, presumably in contrast to Grant Robertson who by implication commands the young and more progressive on the Left.

But, as Michael Cullen tellingly recounted in a talk that he gave a couple of months or more ago at the Cossie Club in Upper Hutt - about NZ Labour’s ongoing problem with mobilizing support and reaping votes - the battleground is perhaps better seen in terms of a stand-off between Left ‘idealism’ and Social ‘freedom’.

[Incidentally, Cullen also made the converse point that parties on the Right often have an uneasy ride on a Blue Libertarian - Conservative [Blimpish Bigot] tandem, where the terms embody very different notions of freedom and idealism].

The Red Idealists of the Labour movement are highly committed to defending the Welfare State, widening economic opportunities, reducing income disparities and protecting the vulnerable [especially children]. They are more often than not somewhat ‘conservative’ in their social values and their wider voter support comes from traditional Blue Collar / Working Class families.

In Wellington, the NZ Labour people in this category are predominantly older – so here it also becomes a matter of youth versus yesterday [hence Grant Robertson's campaign slogan 'New Generation'].

The Social Rainbow members of the Labour Party are more highly committed to an Open Society, widening personal freedoms [including for example same-sex marriage], promoting diversity and protecting the environment [in tandem with the Green Party]. They appear to the Idealists to be very casual about their wider political values and unreliable on matters of integrity and consistency, with their core voter support springing from inner city, trendy, cool, foot-loose dinkies and metrosexuals.

Robertson's close coterie provides examples of people who will not only look you in the eye as a fellow Labour Party worker and lie to you - but come to dinner, eat your food, shake your hand, look you in the eye and then lie to you. 

Most of these people have little experience of life or work outside student affairs and party activism. Like Robertson himself they crowd their blank back-stories with fables. To establish his 'labour' credentials Grant falls back on the time he once spent working in a supermarket in the university vacation - and he bloats his CV so that he can term himself a former 'Diplomat' in the wake of a patronage-gained internship in New York with the UN.

As far as I am aware, the only newspaper article that Robertson has published on a specific policy issue was on student allowances. 

And as a clique, they often seem to be fighting shadow battles with the American Republicans and the hard-core British Conservatives - when in reality they are pushing on the limp and slippery string that is the National Party enmeshed in New Zealand's public apathy and neighbourly indifference about not scaring the horses in the bedroom.

Indeed Vernon Small rightly observes that Robertson is seen ‘as very "Wellington"; more the political operator than the populist leader, despite the inspiration he drew as an aspiring politician from another round guy with glasses - David Lange’.

But Small is very wrong to go on to argue that Robertson ‘is party-Labour through and through’.

My own take on Robertson – to whom I have to admit I have taken a deep personal dislike from observing his skulduggery on the local political scene – is that he is God’s Gift to the National Party.

For what it is worth, I think that National could easily wrest Central Wellington off Robbie if it ran one of its high profile media darling celebutantes or toady ex-All Blacks against him. It chooses not to do that because he fits the bill perfectly in selling the idea to floating voters elsewhere in New Zealand that, at the top, NZ Labour consists of a bunch of Capital up-themselves and out-for-themselves dandies, dudes and ponces.

Wouldn't National just love him as Leader [together with ensuing twee and cool photo opportunities of him with his 'lovely husband' Alf on Cuba Street and up the Golden Mile]? 

So, as a very committed Idealist who really wants NZ Labour to win the next election, I very much hope that David Cunliffe gets the job.

I don’t envy him though in trying to ‘unify’ the Party!

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