Life In London: May 2005 Archives
A reporter in Haltemprice & Howden just announced that one of the candidates "is afraid he's going to lose his deposit." I have no idea what that means, but it doesn't sound like fun
So far, there's been a lot of focus on the Labour, Conservative, and Liberal Democrat parties, but the BBC has been suspiciously silent on the real question of the evening: how is the Official Monster Raving Loony Party doing? I don't remember how many votes they got in Sunderland South--I think it was about 150-- but I can report that their candidate listened to the results wearing a giant inflatable innertube.
Now they're announcing the results from Rutherglen & Hamilton West, in Scotland. One thing I think the US should borrow from the Brits is having more of our results announced in rich Scottish burrs. This constituency also went for Labour. (There didn't seem to be an Official Monster Raving Loony Party member standing for parliament in this borough, so I can't tell you if the innertube is part of the party's official uniform.)
The American commentator has clearly lived in the UK for a while; apart from his in-depth knowledge of UK politics, he just said, "We're not going to be banging on about the exit polls tonight"--I don't think I've ever heard a fellow Yankee say "not going to be banging on about..."
I'm watching Peter Snow once again demonstrate the amazing swing-o-meter. If you folks who don't have access to the BBC would like to experience it for yourself, just pay a visit to the BBC website.
Peter Snow is starting to sound hoarse. With only three constituencies reporting back, that doesn't bode well for his ability to last the night.
Part of the fun of watching these election results is getting a tour of British place names. Right now, they're announcing results from Houghton (pronounced "HO-ton") and Washington East (pronounced "Washington East").
Something interesting: when they announce the results from a constituency, the candidates all stand on stage together and listen to the results being read, instead of watching the results from their individual party headquarters.
I'm also enjoying the tour of British accents--we just cut from a Labour party member with a Scottish burr to a Torry with a rich plummy accent. Now we're onto a man who (I think) has an Oxbridge accent overlaying a native Scots one.
The first constituency to report in wasn't "Sunderland"--it was "Sunderland South." Sunderland North has just reported as well, with another Labour victory. Labour now has two districts; the Conservatives and the Lib Dems have none.
Now it's back to Peter Snow, standing in front of a giant virtual swing-o-meter, showing us what will happen if the results from Sunderland (North and South) are typical. Two constituencies isn't a very broad sampling, of course, but the fact that Peter Snow has a giant virtual swing-o-meter makes it seem much more significant.
Something odd: one of the main commentators is American. (I didn't catch his name). It's very odd to hear somebody with the standard American newscaster voice discoursing in such depth on British politics.
So far, one thing that's impressed me with the BBC coverage is the sense of humor. Earlier, a reporter broadcasting from BBC Center announced that she had the Prime Minister there for an interview, and she pulled over the guy who imitates Tony Blair on Dead Ringers, a very funny sketch show. She did a fairly deadpan interview with him, as he fielded questions in his Blair persona.
In the US, the humor is much more segregated--the main networks all do deadly serious election night broadcasts, even when there's no actual news for them to report.
I thought Peter Snow was a bit much, but the BBC has another trick up their sleeve: for some reason, they've corralled a few hundred volunteers and given them magic markers in the color of each of the parties (Labour is red, Conservative is blue, and the Liberal Democrats are yellow). As the results come in, the volunteers are coloring in a giant electoral map by hand. I have no idea what they are trying to prove with this, but the BBC gave it about five minutes of breathless coverage. I think they're maybe trying to provide a reality show element to the coverage.
Slightly more substantive, they interviewed a few random voters, asking what they thought about the election. One said, "It was too presidential for my taste." Meaning, I think, that there was too much focus on Blair as the leader, and not enough focus on the individual MPs.
FOLLOWUP: A panel of political commentators have just made the same comment: this election was "too Presidential." I think this comment is a reflection of the way the PM is chosen. In the US, you vote for the President, and you vote separately for your congressman. In the UK, you vote for your members of parliament, and whichever party has the most members get to choose the Prime Minister. The two races are therefore mixed together, and focus on one side of the race automatically takes focus away from the other.
I'm watching British election TV coverage, and I'll be reporting live on my impressions.
Right now, I'm watching Peter Snow explain the results with a variety of virtual reality graphics that swoop and zoom around him. So far, there's a lot of swooping and zooming and no actual news--only one district has reported back.
That district is Sunderland, by the way, which was frantically counting votes in an effort to be the first district to report for the 4th year in a row, thereby getting itself into the Guiness Book of World Records. The reporter waiting for the news kept talking about the tension in the room--not from the candidates, but from the counters, who were trying to beat their previous vote-counting speed record. (They were a little slower than last year, but still managed to be first.)
As a counterpoint to my previous post on the dangers of tea-sipping, take a look at The Women's Petition Against Coffee, which charges that the "Decay of that true Old English Vigour" can be blamed on "nothing more than the Excessive use of that Newfangled, Abominable, Heathenish Liquor called COFFEE, which Riffling Nature of her Choicest Treasures, and Drying up the Radical Moisture, has so Eunucht our Husbands, and Crippled our more kind Gallants, that they are become as Impotent, as Age, and as unfruitful as those Desarts whence that unhappy Berry is said to be brought."
Warning: the link is not safe for work, if your boss has an objection to 17th century sexual terminology.