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| The Side To Hide: For the Prime Minister and her Labour colleagues, Winston Peters’ Mr Hyde-act may have finally worn out its welcome. In the guise of Dr Jekyll, the NZ First leader is everything a party could wish for in a coalition partner. As Mr Hyde, however, he is a frightful companion. Those who have read Robert Louis Stevenson’s cautionary novella already know how the story ends. |
IT IS
DIFFICULT to know whether Winston Peters’ constitutional brinkmanship will harm
or hurt his NZ First Party. If nothing else, it proves he still has the ability
to put himself in the centre of the political frame – if only for a single news
cycle. And that, in a nutshell, is his and NZ First’s problem. Like Dr Jekyll’s
restorative potion, the efficacy of Peters’ political medicine declines with
overuse. Every time he takes on the character of Mr Hyde it grows harder to
break free of his clutches. Looking into the ugly face of Peters’ destructive
alter-ego, as Jacinda Ardern was forced to do only yesterday (16/8/20)
afternoon, is not an experience she will be in a hurry to repeat.
Would he
really have pulled the pin on the coalition which he, more than anyone, had
pulled together? Would he really have informed the Governor-General that he and
his party had lost confidence in the Prime Minister, and that, consequently,
she no longer commanded a majority in the House of Representatives? And, if so,
to what end? Because, as the PM reminded the journalists gathered in the
Beehive Theatrette this morning – with just the faintest hint of a grin – that
would have precipitated a … general election! And isn’t that where we all came
in?
The ultimate
futility of Peters’ gesture’s notwithstanding, it would certainly have placed
the Governor-General, Dame Patsy Reddy, in a pretty pickle. Her pickle jar
would be nothing like as uncomfortable, however, as Peters’. If the G-G bowed
to his demand for Jacinda’s majority to be tested in the House, then he would
have convince both Judith Collins and David Seymour to back his No-Confidence
motion. And, if she didn’t, then he would look like a fool – and a treacherous
fool at that!
Not that
either National or Act would have had anything at all to gain by unseating New
Zealand’s enormously popular prime minister. At best, they would gain
themselves a few more weeks before New Zealand’s electoral law put an end to
their fun. And then? Oh dear! The voters’ retribution would be swift and
terrible. Bill English’s 20.9 percent would look like the good old days! Act’s
hard-won fight to breach the 5 percent threshold would have all been for nothing.
Obviously,
they wouldn’t have agreed to participate in Peters’ political suicide pact.
Which the NZ First leader must have known even as he made public his
thinly-veiled threatening letter to the PM. So, if his threat was never
credible, why make it? Why remind both Labour and the general public of just
what a volatile, irresponsible and generally unreliable political force NZ
First always ends up becoming? Why reduce his party’s already negligible
chances of re-election to the vanishing point? What was the man thinking?
Perhaps
there was never any real intent to pull the pin. Perhaps he was actually
relying upon the PM to do exactly what she did. Why else include the date of 17
October in his letter, if only the 21 November date would do? Peters certainly
lost little time in “welcoming” the PM’s decision:
“New Zealand
First is pleased that common sense has prevailed. We were concerned that the
Covid outbreak had the effect of limiting campaigns to an unacceptably short
period until overseas and advance voting begin if the General Election was held
on September 19.”
Ah, yes,
“common sense”. How could we have forgotten Winston “Handbrake” Peters and his
inexhaustible supply of common sense?
Except that
there was nothing even vaguely resembling common sense attached to Peters
actions over the past 48 hours. What was on display, for all those with the wit
to interpret it, was a stunt.
The NZ First
leader understood his coalition partner well enough to know that she was bound
to meet the electorate half-way between 19 September and 21 November. There was
simply no way Jacinda was going to be seen giving in to the demands of either
himself or Judith Collins – so it had to be 17 October. Not that the
near-certainty of the PM announcing a one month extension was going to keep
Peters quiet. Not when there was an opportunity to whip-up a full-blown
constitutional brouhaha; a media-titillating bagatelle; out of which he could
step triumphantly as the stern guardian of New Zealand’s democratic traditions.
Or, something like that.
From the
perspective of the PM and the Labour Party, however, Peters’ stunt must have
looked like the act of an ageing and increasingly reckless circus sharpshooter.
A complicated trick, undertaken in front of a live audience, and featuring a
loaded gun with an unreliable safety-catch. The bemused audience may never have
realised the danger it was in, but the sharpshooter’s fellow performers did.
They’ve all seen how badly things can go wrong, and who always ends up paying
the price.
For the
Prime Minister and her Labour colleagues, Peters’ Mr Hyde-act may have finally
worn out its welcome. In the guise of Dr Jekyll, the NZ First leader is
everything a party could wish for in a coalition partner. As Mr Hyde, however,
he is a frightful companion. Those who have read Robert Louis Stevenson’s
cautionary novella already know how the story ends. If Peters’ fellow
performers decide not to wait around for his battered old rifle’s safety-catch
to fail – who could blame them?
More
bluntly: if Peters’ cynical display of faux constitutional outrage isn’t enough
to persuade Jacinda Ardern to dispense with NZ First’s services as a coalition
partner, post 17 October, then she is not the shrewd judge of the electorate’s
wishes that everything she has accomplished to date proclaims her to be.
A
Labour-Green government, without encumbrances. Now, that would be the very best
kind of October surprise!
This essay was originally posted on The Daily Blog of Tuesday, 18 August 2020.