Founded on deception
If the European Union is the "Great Deception", the MPs' expenses scam can perhaps be described as the "little
deception". But deception it is, according to Booker
today, who has been doing some background research into the
allowances system.
The crucial thing is, as we have been at pains to point out, is that they are not "expenses" in the ordinary sense of the word. MPs are told they can claim their "allowances" as an automatic right, so long as they go through the charade of handing in largely meaningless invoices.
The story, Booker writes, goes back to 1971 when, with inflation rising, to give them a pay increase might have been politically embarrassing. A new system was therefore devised (under Willie Whitelaw) to give them "additional cost allowances", as an annual sum they could claim as a hidden pay rise. As can be seen from the Commons Research Briefing, the initial allowance was a mere £187.50. But this rose rapidly, and at an ever-increasing rate, with a jump of £6,000 in 2001, until it now stands at £24,000.
The point, Booker makes, is that the system was founded on deception, and this has only been compounded, as MPs are
told they can claim their "allowances" as an automatic right, so long as they go through the charade of handing in
largely meaningless invoices. Hence their pathetic bleats, when caught out, that they are only charging "within the
rules".
Booker suggests that, "far more weighty is the question of whether our modern MPs earn their salaries, let alone
their bogus allowances."
By far the greater part of our legislation no longer has anything to do with Parliament. Much of it is decided in Brussels, most of it is imposed on us by way of statutory instruments, diktats drafted by anonymous officials and signed off by ministers who are no more than puppets. Our MPs, having progressively given away their powers, have become increasingly irrelevant, except to play walk-on parts in the soap opera to which our politics has been reduced.
Infantilised by their lack of a proper grown-up job to do, it is hardly surprising that, with honourable exceptions, the army of ciphers making up our political class speak almost entirely in clichés, bristle with moralistic self-righteousness, have little idea of how we are actually governed and resort to fiddling their expenses.
Having given away their powers and lost their self-respect, they have now lost ours. This is the real message of the squalid spectacle to which we have all been treated in recent days.