The riddle of Brexit’s ruthless survivor | James Kirkup – The Critic

Michael Crick casts Farage as a vampiric figure, draining others to sustain dominance

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Nigel Farage, Michael Crick tells us at the end of this impressivebiography, is one of the great politicians of post-war Britain. He ranksalongside Thatcher, Blair, Salmond and Johnson for impact on ourcountry and its direction, Crick reckons, because without Farage thered have been no referendum and noBrexit. He may never have been elected to Parliament, but who cares? Hes historically important.

I largely agree. I also think Farages absence from Parliament at Westminster is a sign of how our political establishment remains unwilling to learn the lessons of that referendum and admit the people who were shut out of national conversation for too long. Glance at some of the people deemed worthy of ermine and tell me Farage shouldnt have been made a peer long ago. And if youre wondering, I voted Remain.

But I dont want political biography to confirm my prior views. I want it to tell me things I didnt know, and help me understand the subject and their times better. By that measure, Crick does a verygood job, especially on the detail, though he sometimes falls short when it comes to the big picture.

Having cast his subject in such grand terms, the ultimate prize for Crick here is not to tell us how Farage came to be so disruptive that is a broadly familiar story, after all but why. What caused him to do what he did, with such consequence?

Start with Farage the man. Like many veryfamous politicians, Farages character is both very familiar and unknown. Most people think they have asense of the man, all cheery bombast in a covert coat.In fact, Crick proves theres a lot more to him thanthat, even if we only catch glimpses of the man behind the performance. That man can be sullen andwithdrawn. He can be sensitive to criticism, especially when it relates to racism. He gets nervous beforespeeches. Hes capable of great kindness: he re-employs a young gambling-addicted former aide whoserved time in the US for serious financial crimes. He writes tenderly to his lover on their parting.

Farage had a habit of putting his shagees on the public payroll

Or rather, one of his lovers, for there are many. Too many for even the fastidious Crick to name them all, for being married with children is clearly no bridle on Farages appetites. Perhaps one reason Farage was sosuccessful in screwing the British political establishment was that hed had so much practice.

Some of Farages friends have protested that his personal life is subject to much more scrutiny than any other senior politician. After all, what business is it of ours if he keeps a string of mistresses? He never claimed to be a saint and has never preached about the sanctity of marriage, and being a serial shagger has no obvious bearing on anyones views on British sovereignty.

Except that, as Crick delicately demonstrates,Farage had a habit of putting his shagees on the public payroll via his role in the European Parliament: atone point, his biographer suggests that at least three of Farages women were so employed. And this from a man who became an MEP on a promise not to benefit from the Parliaments lavish system of allowances.

If Farage the lover is a bit less than admirable, hes still a titan of virtue compared to Farage the political operator. Crick, a forensically tenacious reporter, is at his best when he dissects, in merciless detail, the long, long line of colleagues and comrades Farage used and discarded on his long march into the history books. The roll call of people who believed that Farage was a friend and ally and on their side, right until the moment his knife slipped between their ribs, is too long to repeat in full here.

Crick lovingly chronicles the serial betrayals, though. No minor UKIP office-bearer let down and cast aside is too obscure for this history, which casts Farage as an almost vampiric figure, draining the life from others to sustain his decades of dominance over UKIP and its successor, the Brexit Party.

Here, in no particular order, are just some of thoseleft feeling aggrieved by the great mans infidelity, political dishonesty and unlimited self-interest:

Beyond euroscepticism of varying shades, these people have little in common, but all appear to havemade the same mistake: trusting a man of pathological disloyalty to behave faithfully towards them.

Why? Its often said that politics is a cynical businessbut thats not true: most people in politics are believers, or want to be, which is why theyll swallow itwhole when someone touched with charisma promises that this time will be different. Bigger parties doit better than Farage and UKIP ever did, because they werent one-man bands. Richard Tice, the currentleader of Reform UK the Brexit Partys current incarnation must experience some interesting emotions when he hears Farage insist that he has no interest in ever taking that leadership for himself.

Maybe Farage was happier when Britain was still in the union

In Cricks account, all this scheming and betraying ensures that Farage can use UKIP largely as his own personal vehicle, a way for him to thrust himself into the limelight whenever possible and display his undoubted talents as a debater and wit. But again, the question is: why? Farage the political operator is captured here, but Farages political thinking proves much more elusive. What are Nigel Faragespolitics? Even after more than 500 pages of Cricks methodical investigations, the answer is not wholly clear. He has no apparent interest in policies his UKIP had manifestos but he didnt read them and the last philosophy he read appears to have been JS Mills On Liberty as a teenager. The best guess is that hes a golf-club Tory from his own imagined version of the 1950s, his brass-buttoned blazer impregnated with the faint aroma of brimstone.

In 1982, Enoch Powell gave a speech at Dulwich College in south London. In the audience was the 18-year-old Nigel Farage, who immediately adoptedPowell as a lifelong hero. Fourteen years before, Powells Rivers of Blood speech had seen him cast out ofpolitics. Idolising him appears entirely consistent with Farages views as a schoolboy. This account shows the young Farage being at least sympathetic to racist and far-Right positions, in addition to stories of the boy using unabashedly racist language.

Thats striking context for what comes later. Crickdetails how in 1997, Farage went for lunch with Mark Deavin, a BNP activist, and then met Tony Lecomber, a convicted racist thug. These werent people normal, displaced Tories tended to somehow meet.

Farage has always strongly refuted any allegationsof racism or bigotry. Crick, who assembles considerable evidence to challenge that position, largely giveshim the benefit of the doubt, though not all readers will be so generous. Farages admirers will be more inclined to accept his argument that he did more than anyone to drive the overtly racist BNP out of British politics.

What all can agree on is that national identity and immigration are central to Farages own politics,perhaps even more important to him than the European issue. This is where Farages views are almoststunningly unclear. We know he never liked the EEC, EC then EU. But what did he want to do about that? He was a very late convert to the idea of a referendumon membership he had to be bounced into supporting it on live TV instead holding the fancifulPowellite notion that a majority in Parliament could be persuaded to end that membership.

Before and after the 2016 vote, he appeared to favour a Norwegian form of soft Brexit. During the morass of the Theresa May years, he even came close toconceding the case for a second referendum. Sad as he would have been to be at the centre of another campaign, still less to lose it (or rather, see the Tories lose it) and stay in the warm embrace of the European Parliament.

Longstanding leavers and hard Brexiteers, in other words, could be forgiven for considering Farage very definitely not One of Us. Maybe he was happier when Britain was still in the union, since that gave him a clear role and never-ending attention; Farage has certainly enjoyed less prominence since we left, no matter how much he insists hes loving his new life as a broadcaster.

On domestic issues, Farage has some Thatcherite leanings of his own, perhaps to his political detriment. Farages occasional criticism of the NHS sometimes cost him an audience with voters in what wenow call the Red Wall. This leads to an intriguing What If question: could Farage have been even more electorally successful in the early 2010s if hed addedthe anti-austerity cause to his populism? Could Faragist euroscepticism combined with populist economics have caused even more disruption by themiddle of the last decade, and finally built a party instead of a vehicle?

If Farage is a poor general, how did he win big battles?

It seems quite likely that thought never even occurred to Farage, who emerges from this book as ahopeless political strategist. His various attempts to become an MP all fail, because he consistently picks the wrong places to fight, sometimes diverting UKIP resources away from places where the party has a real chance. Under a better leader, UKIP would have won the 2014 Heywood and Middleton by-election over Labour and begun a real march into Laboursrotting heartlands. But Farage was myopically focused on Clacton where his soon-to-be enemyCarswell would win his own by-election at a canter.

Here you may ask, if Farage is such a poor general, how on earth did he win such big battles? How did a man who operates at such a small scale and no one does petty and vindictive quite like him come to have such a large effect? This is where Crick is open to criticism, because his history of Farage is far too light on the wider political context that made it possible for his subject to become that historical figure.

Immigration is a prime example. Tony Blairs decision in 2004 to allow Eastern EU nationals free entryto the UK (and the refusal of France and Germany todo likewise) is a fundamental part of the Brexit history. It sent immigration shooting up the electorateslist of concerns, could be discussed in non-racially freighted terms, and finally made EU membership tangible and visible to many.

Hitherto, sceptics had talked about abstractions such as sovereignty and procedure: Britain was never going to leave the EU over weights and measures. But EU migration transformed the European issue, a bolt of lightning that Farage rode all the way.

Yet this pivotal part of the Brexit story and of Farages story gets remarkably little attention fromCrick, who is sometimes too busy re-fighting old battles from his time as a Channel Four sleuth to describethe wider political landscape. His book could easily lose a hundred pages of the minutiae of dubious UKIP organisation and funding theres an entire chapter on a Kent call centre that is largely pointless, however much Farage might have sweated about it at the time to make room for proper coverage of what the rest of the political world was doing as Farage rose.

Thats especially true of the Conservatives, whowhen it comes to Farage provided another illustration of Robert Conquests Second Law: the behaviourof an organisation can best be predicted by assuming it to be controlled by a secret cabal of its enemies.

Farages steady rise to national prominence over the first 15 years of this century came as the Conservatives repeatedly made his case for him, then insisted they would not act on that case. William Hague, Iain Duncan Smith and Michael Howard all told voters that EU membership was bad for their country and theyd been denied a say on that. Thencame David Cameron, whose handling of the European question was so adroit that the Conservativemessage could eventually be captured by my friend Alex Massies lethal summary: UKIP are right. Dont vote for them.

Cameron became Conservative leader in 2005 with the support of many Tory sceptics, claiming to buy his promise to pull the partys MEPs out of the federalist European Peoples Party grouping. Not for the first time, David Davis wasnt cute enough in a race to deliver eurosceptic desires, failing to make this pledge in his losing leadership campaign.

Farage emerges from yet another night of boozing to get back on the stump

Dave then made a cast-iron guarantee to hold a referendum on the Lisbon Treaty, which he promptly abandoned shortly before becoming PM. His hithertoinvincible ratings against Gordon Brown never recovered from that, Tory anti-Europeans sourly noted.And his diminished poll standing ended with the hung 2010 general election result that, though it didntseem like this to many at the time, put him at the mercy of his own backbenchers, whose righteous furywas greatly added to by the number of frontbench spots they lost out on to Lib Dem ministerial cuckoos.

This stuff was catnip to Farage and his kippers, who for several years referred to Dave as Cast Iron. Yet oddly, none of this is set out in Cricks book, eventhough it makes copious room for intricate discussions of UKIPs relations with other groups and parties in the European Parliament. The result is sometimes like reading an account of a yachtsman makinga great solo voyage that tells you all about the boats rigging and navigation but never mentions the sea or the wind. Farage may have caught the breeze and used it to take him where he wanted to go, but many others made the weather.

His entanglement with Donald Trump is a similar case. Buried in Cricks narrative is confirmation that this was largely something that happened to Farage, not something he made happen the Donald,watching Britain and Europe from afar, saw an opportunity to use Farage, so reached out and drew himinto Trumpworld. There is something almost Zeliglike about this account of Farage reshaping himself toadopt Trumps agenda, the self-proclaimed classical liberal embracing protectionism like a buxom intern unwise enough to fall for his charms.

So did Farage make history just by being in the right place at the right time? Theres certainly anelement of that here. But theres something else, rooted in what may just be Farages most important trait,one much under-rated in politics: stamina. Time after time in this tale, Farage emerges from yet anothernight of boozing to get back on the stump, back on camera. Year after year, he keeps on keeping on. He endures. Aaron Sorkin wrote that decisions are made by those who show up, and Farage always shows up, whatever the weather.

No doubt the man himself, excessively fascinated by wartime generations who fought real battles for freedom, would prefer a Churchillian phrase. Keepbuggering on, Churchill wrote. That is just what Nigel Farage has done, never minding where he got to,as long as it wasnt him who was buggered.

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