New Hampshire 2024

This time four years ago we were surveying the field of Democrats vying to challenge President Trump in the fall; our pick was Bernie Sanders, so at least we spotted it would be an old white guy.

No such excitement in this cycle; any hope that the GOP contest might spark into life after the procession in Iowa was extinguished by Nikki Haley’s failure to enthuse a sufficient number of moderate Republicans to stall Trump’s progress, more or less guaranteeing a Biden-Trump rematch in November.

I’m not enough of a student of US politics to know the last time that both parties had their presidential candidates in place this early in an election year; probably something like the Polk-Clay showdown of 1844. I have mixed feelings about the prospect of a ten-month campaign; there are sure to be some entertaining moments, but it seems likely to get even uglier than the 2020 race, and a happy ending is far from assured. Still, I’ll try to follow it assiduously, and keep up a steady commentary; I’ll let you know if I start to doubt my forecast of a Biden victory…

Hawkeye Trump

To the great surprise of nobody, Donald Trump swept to victory in the Iowa caucuses, with Republican voters in the socially conservative state apparently willing to overlook his various legal entanglements. There is some suggestion that Nikki Haley may run him a little closer in more cosmopolitan New Hampshire, but to all intents and purposes the race seems to be over.

Interestingly, Iowa was apparently once thought of as a bastion of progress; it desegregated schools in 1868, and gave married women property rights in 1851. How times change.

The Biden camp seems to be welcoming the prospect of a rematch, on the basis that independents and moderate Republicans will turn away from Trump’s proto-fascism despite their misgivings about Biden’s handling of the economy. That makes sense I guess, so barring a Supreme Court intervention obliging the GOP to nominate a more sensible candidate, it’s looking like Uncle Joe might be good for another four years.

Election anticipation

So, only a week into the new year, and already one of my 2024 predictions has turned out wrong, as Rishi Sunak seems set to delay the general election until the autumn, rather then gambling on a spring poll as I forecast. His strategy to avoid certain defeat seems to be limited to hoping that something will turn up, though for good measure he is evidently planning another round of harsh austerity, presumably calculating that reducing potential Labour voters to a state of immiserated despair will sap their motivation to turn up and vote the Tories out.

At least the US presidential election is hotting up, with just over a week to go until the Iowa caucuses. The broad outlines of the campaign are fairly clear already – Trump will double down on 2020 election denialism and associated conspiracy theories, while Biden will run partly on his record, but mostly as a defender of democracy. (If I was in charge of the Democratic media strategy, every ad would simply feature a picture of Trump, with ominous music in the background, and the caption “Seriously – this fucking guy?”) Of course everything could be upended if the Supreme Court follows the Constitution and bars Trump from the ballot, but that seems like an unlikely outcome, since the Justices are presumably reluctant to be held responsible for the mayhem that would follow.

I’m still optimistic, perhaps delusionally so, that the end result of the electoral process in both countries will be relatively sensible centrist government, which may not solve any long-term problems, but will at least be a break from the immediate madness.

Modest predictions

If there has been an identifiable trajectory to my existence over the last year or so, it has been towards living in the moment. My sense of time has subtly but definitely shifted. The past has blurred into an achronological continuum, to the extent that I am often shocked to discover that events which are fresh in my memory actually occurred decades ago. I have been finding it increasingly difficult to think about the future in anything other than the most abstract terms. Only the present seems to have any tangible reality.

I am somewhat ambivalent about this development; I have a nagging feeling that my lack of attention to forward planning will come back to bite me at some point, but, on the other hand, my life at the moment is generally agreeable, and it seems a shame to dilute my enjoyment of it by dwelling on the past, or worrying about the future. My instinct, for the time being at least, is to lean into it, and savour the ride.

This is a rather roundabout explanation of why I am going to limit myself to the vaguest possible forecast of events for the year ahead. I would probably prefer to avoid making any predictions at all, but even a semi-detached observer like myself can see that 2024 is shaping up to be fairly momentous, so I feel honour-bound to lay down at least a few markers.

It is sadly safe to say that war will remain a feature of international relations for the foreseeable future, but the exact course of the current active conflicts in Ukraine, Sudan, and Palestine is harder to predict.

I suspect that a de facto armistice will occur in Ukraine; there seems to be no appetite in the US or EU to supply the Ukrainian army with the materiel needed for a successful offensive, and Russia has more or less realised its original objective of annexing the Donbas and securing a land bridge to Crimea, so the hostilities may settle into a pattern of occasional exchanges of drone strikes.

The Sudanese civil war had seemed to be moving towards a similar stalemate, but recent fighting has seen the paramilitary RSF make gains, so an upsurge in violence may well be on the cards.

Meanwhile in Palestine, the Israeli government seems determined to continue pursuing a strategy of maximum destruction, but I can’t see how Netanyahu will be able to maintain external or internal support for such an obviously illegal and ultimately self-defeating policy, especially if a second front opens up on the northern border, so some sort of ceasefire seems likely to materialise, though it may still be months away.

Whatever happens on the battlefields, it’s certain that civilians will continue to endure unimaginable suffering, and that, along with the demise of any pretence that we live in a rules-based international order, will be something the world will have to grapple with for years to come.

Significant elections will take place this year, on both sides of the Atlantic. The timing of the UK poll is as yet uncertain, but my guess would be late spring or early summer. It’s hard to imagine any outcome other than a landslide Labour victory, but the campaign will be brutal, and the victors will inherit a country in a desperate state, so even if, as seems likely, Keir Starmer puts together a technically competent administration, there will still be many difficult days ahead.

The situation looks even less promising in the US. Several highly divisive questions need to be resolved before we can even think about the vote in November. Will the conservative justices on the Supreme Court lay aside their originalist principles and allow Donald Trump on to the ballot, despite the 14th Amendment being clear on the matter? Will Republican primary voters abandon Trump as his legal woes mount? Will the GOP establishment unite behind Trump if he does become the nominee? My guess is yes, no, and yes. It seems a little more certain that Joe Biden will be the Democratic candidate, barring any health-related problem, and I’m sure he would prevail in a fairly contested general election. Whether the poll will proceed smoothly is somewhat less certain though. One might expect that Biden’s control of the Federal government would ensure a level playing field, but Republican lawmakers in state governments have already taken steps to disenfranchise potential Democrat voters, and Trump may incite his followers into more overt election interference, before, during, and after the vote. Despite all this I have enough faith in the good sense of the American people, and the robustness of their institutions, to believe that Biden will be sworn in for a second term.

So, it turns out I can still conjure up some opinions, if I put my mind to it. The process has left me kind of bummed out though, so I’ll switch to a lighter topic for my final forecasts.

Ever since my last trip to California in 2022 I’ve been daydreaming about moving to San Francisco, or at least organising an extended stay there. In lieu of actually doing anything to turn that wish into a reality I’ve been vicariously experiencing the Bay Area lifestyle by reading restaurant reviews in the San Francisco Chronicle, and following the fortunes of the local sports teams.

Over the summer I had high hopes that the Giants would make the World Series, before a late season slump saw them miss out on even a wild card spot. They hired a new manager, Bob Melvin, but failed to sign Shohei Ohtani, so I don’t think they’ll do much this year.

The Warriors at least reached the playoffs last season, but this season they’re 15-17, and looking very ordinary, so I doubt they’ll get to the postseason.

But the 49ers! I thought they were incredibly unlucky to lose to Philadelphia in January, and this season they’ve been (almost) unstoppable, if you discount a late October blip, and an off day against Baltimore. So my 100% confident, bet the farm on it, can’t lose prediction for 2024 is San Francisco to win the Superbowl.

War in Palestine

I guess it’s a sign of how long I’ve been following world affairs that the current conflict in Palestine seems to me like a repeat of a horribly familiar story. There is no reason to believe that this round of bloodletting will end any differently from previous chapters; when the smoke clears and the bodies are buried there will be no resolution of the injustice suffered by Palestinians displaced in 1948, and consequently no hope of a lasting peace in the region.

One might think that, even if humanitarian concerns carried no weight, simple realpolitik would dictate that a ceasefire was in the interests of all parties. It is difficult to see what Israel has to gain from committing troops to a prolonged ground war without an obvious exit strategy, though perhaps easier to perceive how Benjamin Netanyahu might see an advantage to such a course of action as he tries to evade responsibility for the disastrous failure of his security policy.

When one does take the humanitarian situation into account, then the case for a ceasefire is unanswerable. It cannot be denied that those responsible for the atrocities committed during the Hamas incursion into southern Israel should be brought to account, but inflicting further suffering upon a trapped civilian population, in clear violation of international law, does not bring that goal any closer.

Is there any cause for optimism? There are some indications that Israel, perhaps under pressure from the US, is limiting the scale of its operation in Gaza to something less than a full occupation, which may not immediately make the situation better, but might avoid making it much worse. Qatar is reportedly negotiating a release of hostages, aid is trickling over the Egyptian border, and the UN Security Council is working on a resolution calling for a ceasefire. This may be just enough to steer the region away from catastrophe in the short term, but a durable solution will require a resumption of serious negotiation, and there is little sign that either side is willing or able to countenance the necessary compromises in the foreseeable future. When the guns do fall silent this time around it may not be for long.

Retrumped

Looking through our extensive archive, I see that our first mention of Donald Trump came back in 2007, in a post about the Second Life real estate market, where he is referenced in his capacity as an archetypal successful tycoon, though even at that time there was a cartoonish element to his public persona.

Trump next turns up in late summer 2015, when we note in passing that his popularity is rising. Into 2016, and his name features more frequently, as we first dismiss the possibility that he will be the Republican nominee, then assure readers that he has no chance of capturing the Presidency.

(In defence of that latter prediction I would point out that Hillary Clinton won the popular vote, which in any normal country would have given her the job, but we reckoned without the vagaries of the Electoral College).

Unsurprisingly, the antics of the Executive Branch provided material for plenty of posts over the next four years, culminating in the tragicomedy of the Capitol riot.

I’ll admit that at that point I thought Trump would cut his losses and retire to the lucrative lecture circuit, a career move which would probably have kept him out of jail, since, notwithstanding high-minded rhetoric about nobody being above the law, the US doesn’t really see itself as the sort of country where you can be locked up for losing an election. However, for whatever reason, he’s decided to run again, exposing himself to legal peril, and pitching us into a rerun of the GOP primary of eight years ago, but this time without the laughs.

Where will it all end? My track record of forecasts on this topic is obviously abysmal, but I’ll hazard a guess that Trump will be the Republican candidate in 2024, and that Joe Biden will beat him again. His various trials will be postponed until after polling day, but his misdeeds will eventually catch up with him.

Will Trump attempt another coup when it becomes obvious he has no chance of a legitimate win? He may, but if it’s anything like the laughably amateur affair detailed in the Georgia indictment, then it seems very unlikely he will succeed, and the heavy sentences being handed down to the would-be insurrectionists of January ‘21 will deter all but the most deluded of his followers from joining in.

That’s how I see things today anyhow; my opinion is subject to change as events unfold. If nothing else, the renewed Trump Show should inspire me to post a little more frequently over the next few months, which may not entirely make up for the chaos he could unleash, but will at least keep me amused.

July daze redux

If I wanted to excuse the infrequent nature of my posts since the start of the year by claiming that I’ve been paralysed by existential anxiety, I wouldn’t have to look too hard to find plausible reasons for despair; take your pick from accelerating climate breakdown, attritional wars on multiple continents, the predicted rise of killer AI, unaccountable oligarchs hoarding wealth while the young slide into financial precarity, the resurgence of Donald Trump, rumoured extraterrestrial incursions, general government mendacity and incompetence… and that’s just this week’s news.

In truth though, I’ve been largely silent for almost exactly the opposite reason; the last few months have found me in a state of unfocused contentment, which hasn’t exactly been unpleasant, but has left me with a nagging feeling that I should have some stronger opinions about what’s going on, and should be taking every opportunity to share them.

There’s only so much angst anyone can take though, and I reckon I’ve done my share of agitation over the years, so I’m going to forgive myself for lapsing into a period of blissful denial, until the end of the summer at least. Assuming that ever comes

Coronation musings

One day when I was in primary school, back in the mid-1970s, we were all loaded on to buses and taken to the cinema, which was a pretty big deal, since such extracurricular excitement was a rare event in those days. The film we saw was A Queen Is Crowned, the 1953 documentary of the coronation of Queen Elizabeth II. Presented in glorious Technicolor, and narrated by Laurence Olivier no less, it was quite a spectacle, and must have been even more impressive when it was first released to a nation only just emerging from postwar austerity. I’m not sure why we were taken to see it; the obvious reason would be the Silver Jubilee of 1977, but I’m fairly sure this trip was a couple of years before that. Anyway, whatever the occasion, Liz’s big day was clearly grand enough, even at second hand, that I can recall it nearly half a century later.

There has been plenty of comment over the last few weeks noting the contrast between the forward-looking, vibrant country which welcomed a modern young Queen, and the insular, sclerotic nation, obsessed with past glories, that her elderly son has inherited. There’s no doubt that the excitement that greeted Elizabeth’s ascension has not been replicated; popular reaction to today’s events has predominantly been one of indifference. Even staunch republicans like myself are mostly irritated rather than outraged, and we’re not complaining about the extra holiday on Monday.

The gloominess may be overstated though, and it is probably confined to observers of my generation, who are looking back on their lives with vague regret. Younger citizens, who still have a future ahead of them, see a Britain that, for all its troubles, is infinitely more diverse and socially progressive than it was in the 1950s. The fact that we are no longer psychologically in thrall to the monarchy is sign of how far the nation has come. We probably won’t have to wait 70 years for another coronation, but I’m sure that next time around it will be even more of a minority interest.

Arresting developments

If I had been together enough back in January to come up with a list of predictions for the year ahead, I’m pretty sure that “Donald Trump gets arrested” would have been on it somewhere, but I have to admit that I wouldn’t have guessed that the first charges he’d be facing would be in connection with the Stormy Daniels affair.

Conspiracy theories alleging that the case is some sort of political witch-hunt are rather undermined by the fact that, of the various legal perils facing Trump, this is by far the least likely to damage his standing amongst his hardcore support; clandestinely paying off an adult film star to cover up an alleged liaison is so on-brand that it will probably enhance his appeal to the MAGA faithful.

If anything, the indictment is a gift to Trump; it forces his potential rivals within the GOP to spring to his defence, and more or less nails him on as the candidate for 2024, while not really affecting his appeal to the general electorate, since the facts of the case are already widely known, and priced in to public opinion.

So if the shadowy deep-state conspirators really want to prevent Trump returning to the White House, they’re going to have to up their game a bit. Unless their plan is to make sure that he cruises through the Republican primaries, on the assumption that he will crash and burn in the general election. Because that strategy worked so well in 2016…

The art of patience

I’m pretty sure it was Sun Tzu who wrote something to the effect of “If you wait by the river long enough, the bodies of your enemies will float by”, and so it has proved, as some of our half-forgotten prophecies seem set to bear fruit; Twitter is heading for bankruptcy, crypto is in meltdown, and Donald Trump is going to jail.