Patrick O’Flynn Patrick O’Flynn

Labour’s killer queen is the perfect replacement for Starmer

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Far more than Starmer’s, her politics is also rooted in workplace struggle, with basic priorities of winning better pay and conditions for shop floor staff cropping up again and again as befits her own life story as an early school-leaver and former care sector worker.

Her pinned tweet, linking to an interview with the Mirror she gave immediately after Labour’s disastrous election performance in May, says: 

People don’t care about my job, they care about their jobs. Pay rises, rights at work, ending outsourcing so our public services are run for the public interest and not for profit, bringing back industry and delivering green jobs. That’s my mission.

Most of this stuff is what Labour was actually set up to fight for more than a century ago, but it has hitherto not featured much in Starmer’s output. Where his utterances are nuanced and measured, hers are unsubtle and rooted in enduring national stereotypes.

‘I don’t remember any Tory MPs being bothered about the prospects of working class kids – of all races and ethnicities – when they were lining up to vote against feeding hungry working class kids a few months ago,’ was her take on the current row over Conservatives raising the plight of deprived white children in the educational system.

Almost every position she takes on every issue that arises is based on the idea of the Conservatives only being interested at heart in advancing the interests of the privileged and well-connected. Her take on the home counties uprising against Tory planning reform being a case in point: 

We need to build the council houses and genuinely affordable homes that people need, not more luxury flats to sit empty so wealthy investors can get richer. That means community oversight of planning not the Tories doing their developer donors’ bidding.

Or take this on social care reform: 

When Boris Johnson stood on the steps of No. 10 Downing Street on his first day in office two years ago and said that he had prepared a plan to fix the crisis in social care, that was a lie.’

That added to an earlier tweet claiming: 

Must have lost it down the back of his new sofa.

This ‘Tory scum’ narrative is hardly likely to broaden Labour support sufficiently to enable it to win a general election, but it will resonate among a good third of the public, including in Red Wall seats if and when Rishi Sunak starts reining-in public spending. In other words, it could put the Labour core vote back together rather as Michael Howard reassembled the Tory core vote after the dog days of Iain Duncan Smith.

Rayner also possesses a killer political instinct – one that enabled her to face down Starmer when he attempted to make her the scapegoat for his own lousy spring elections campaign. There has been no stopping her since then. Last week she raised eyebrows by posing for a photograph with Jeremy Corbyn at a campaign event in support of Barry Gardiner’s private member’s bill seeking to outlaw the practice of venture capitalists firing staff at businesses they have acquired and then rehiring them on worse pay and conditions.

While her aides claimed that Corbyn – who is still without the party whip after Starmer suspended him over his response to a damning report on Labour anti-Semitism – had ‘photo-bombed’ her, the picture of them together certainly sent out an interesting signal to left-wing grassroots members who would very much like him back in the fold.

As Freddie Mercury once sang: 

She’s a killer queen, gunpowder, gelatine, dynamite with a laser beam, guaranteed to blow your mind.

Get ready for the coronation.

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