Farage or Burnham? Why the Next Election's Likely Final Two Both Fail the Common-Sense Test.
Reform's Nigel Farage versus Labour's Andy Burnham — right wing, left wing, or just two kinds of feeling sold as politics? One common-sense test, and a needle that barely moves.
[Reform's Nigel Farage versus Labour's Andy Burnham — right wing, left wing, or just two kinds of feeling sold as politics? One common-sense test, and a needle that barely moves]
I don’t know about you. I get really confused nowadays by what the labels “right and left wing” are supposed to mean. And I use the word labels deliberately.
Part of it is that I’m not the sort given to strong feelings. I look for common sense. Not whether something feels right — whether it is right. Three questions, every time: is it practical, is it logical, what’s the likely outcome?
Let me get my skin in the game out of the way first. Those who know my antecedents will say: weren’t you UKIP? Yes. I was.
And I’ll admit a certain respect for Nigel Farage. When I was outed as coming from the adult entertainment industry, he was first to stand in my corner. His attitude was so what? Others tried every trick to be rid of me. He could have joined them. He didn’t.
That doesn’t mean I agree with everything he says. However, it would be unfair to dismiss a man who stood in my corner when he didn’t have to. So — that’s my hand on the table.
I don’t do left wing, right wing, slightly-off wing. I do common sense, from any party, full stop.
What people fear about Reform.
Today, I want to unpick something. Why are people so afraid of Reform? And why are people so afraid of the man most likely to face him?
Two questions, and the same word sits in both. Afraid. File that away — it matters more than either wing.
Run the fears through the meter and they fall into two piles. Some hold up.
The Institute for Fiscal Studies costed Reform’s Scottish manifesto this year and called the plans not fiscally credible — big tax cuts with no source of funding to match them. That survives.
So does the conduct: the Parliamentary Commissioner for Standards found Farage breached the rules seventeen times — late declarations of his financial interests. Checkable. Real.
Then the other pile. The “racist” label — pinned on the party by nearly half of white British voters; a separate four in five from ethnic minorities simply hold an unfavourable view of it.
However loud it is, it’s a feeling, not a costing. And racism has become a word thrown like confetti at a wedding — its goalposts shifted to suit whatever agenda the day requires, adopted by many because it’s the popular language.
A word made to mean everything measures nothing.
Now do the same to Burnham.
Now the other side, the exact same way — because a man who only audits one tribe is just a supporter of the other. The same election is shaping into one likely contest: Farage against Andy Burnham, the Greater Manchester mayor who’s just entered Parliament and looks set to enter Downing Street.
A prime minister nobody voted for.
Here’s the one that holds. Burnham could be prime minister by the middle of July — without a single vote being cast, the next general election not due until 2029.
And here’s where the needle moves. In 2022, when Boris Johnson fell, Burnham demanded a general election — leaders elected on a manifesto, he argued, should not hand power around without a public vote.
He’s about to take the keys on the terms he once called illegitimate — and in a weaker spot than Liz Truss, who at least won her party’s vote on a manifesto. Burnham has neither.
That isn’t a feeling. It’s his own words, against him. The needle moves.
Two feelings, one production line.
I’ve run both men through the same meter, fairly. And bar that one receipt, the surviving fears leave me no clearer than when I started.
A common-sense man should be less confused by now. I’m more. Why?
Like many others, I guess. I’ve been holding the wrong instrument up to the wrong machine.
Look at what these two sell. Farage runs on grievance — the migrant, the elite, the betrayal. Burnham runs on hope — unity, renewal, a final chance to change. Opposite feelings, same factory.
Farage sells you fear. Burnham sells you hope. Both sell you a feeling before the argument.
What’s new is the infrastructure — the phone in your pocket that publishes the feeling before the thought has arrived. I call it Emotional Democracy: whoever generates the strongest collective feeling wins, regardless of logic, practicality, or outcome.
My three questions were built to decode systems that run on rules. Emotional Democracy doesn’t run on rules. It runs on feeling.
Hold a logic meter up to a movement broadcasting on the feeling frequency, and of course the needle sits at zero. The empty reading is the data.
And I know the meter works — because Burnham’s own tweet proved it. Hand it a real receipt and it gives a real answer. One working reading makes every blank one more damning, not less.
Where I actually stand.
Which is why I stand where I stand. Not on the right. Not on the left. On the border — the only spot from which you can watch the show without being cast in it. That border is where The Almighty Gob has always sat.
Same script, different actors. The same certainty of feeling, breeding the same outcome. Not being given to strong feelings isn’t a deficit out here. It’s the thing that keeps me off the production line.
So why do “right wing” and “left wing” confuse me? Because neither was ever describing anything I could test. They’re flags. I don’t do flags.
However — I do receipts. Right wing handed me nothing to measure. Burnham handed me his own words — 2022, demanding the very election he’s about to skip.
One’s a flag. One’s a fact. And common sense only ever had any purchase on the second.
The Almighty Gob is a Bristol-based publication founded by John Langley — independent mayoral candidate in 2016 and 2021, and one of Bristol’s most forensic observers of institutional power. Writing since 2010, well over 1,000 pieces across seven platforms and Substack at thealmightygob.com — no party allegiance, no press accreditation, no interest in acquiring either.
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