No Deal? She cannot be serious
When this all started,
I wonder what we all thought “negotiation” meant? I suspect it
meant different things to different people. It certainly seems to have meant
different things to the EU negotiators and the UK Government.
For the EU it was most
likely a simple term, meaning something like “discussions to reach
an agreement”. A bit like the the negotiation each of us holds with
a mobile phone company when we want to change contract: do you want
plan A with the free, unlimited phonecalls or plan B with the pricey
calls but as much data as you like?
What the phone
companies conspicuously don't offer is – what would you like and
how much would you like to pay? Cherry-picking, to use the
colloquial. Yet, for the UK Government, “negotiation” meant each
side coming up with creative, logic-busting options for a bespoke
deal that would satisfy the UK's penchant for cakeism. Even though
everyone knew the Leave campaign was built on lies and fantasies, Mrs
May and her team actually expected the EU to undermine itself in
order to help her deliver.
It was never going to
happen.
From her extraordinary
tantrum on Friday, alone at the lectern in Number Ten, it is clear
that Mrs May is still in the wrong conversation. She still thinks it
is up to the EU to sort this out and offer something. The whole
foundational assumption of her approach is wrong.
The EU and its Single
Market are existing rules-based structures. They will certainly be
weaker without the UK as a member. However, not so weak as if they
destroy their very nature from within. As commentators have
tirelessly pointed out, you can't leave a club and then expect the
club to change its rules. A club has no meaning or value to its
members if non-members can get the same benefits. Why on earth should
the EU make us an offer? The truth is, if we leave with no deal at
all, they will have a considerable amount of aggro on one border and
some revenue issues, but the integrity of their structures will
remain sound and it's business as usual with the remaining 27 states.
The UK on the other hand will have nothing.
“Project Fear” as
it was so recklessly dubbed was nothing of the sort. It was Project
Reality and, frankly, understated. The Leavers are still failing to
grasp just how crucial the EU is to everything. One of the latest
revelations is that credit cards issued by UK banks will not work in
the EU in the event of No Deal. This isn't because anyone will be
punishing us. It's because the only reason they do work now is
because of EU agreements. There is nothing to stop us having a new
agreement to get them working again in the future – but that is
precisely what a deal entails. By definition, No Deal means we
haven't yet got a new agreement. And before you scoff and say “Ah,
but the Americans can use their cards and they're not in the EU” -
true, but that is because they have an agreement with the EU. Much of
our interaction around the world is conducted under the EU umbrella –
so with no deal, it all falls away. This is where the aviation issue
comes in – our planes fly under EU agreements and our pilots are
recognised by EU regulation. In the event of No Deal, it all stops.
And to reiterate – yes, it can ALL be replaced. Of course it can.
But it all takes time and the phrase No Deal encapsulates the point –
nothing new has been agreed, therefore we have nothing. No deals, no
agreements, no cooperations, no processes and systems at all.
Go back into the mobile
phone world for a moment. Let's say you cancel your contract with
company A because you don't like something about their service. As
you quite sensibly argue, plenty of people are not with company A and
they manage to make phone calls. But then, you fail to agree a new
contract with company B, or indeed with any of companies C-Z. On
cut-off day, March 29th 2019, you will simply have no
phone service at all. And that is not the problem of the phone
companies – it's yours. You are the only one suffering.
Once you get your head
round this, you realise that No Deal is insane. It is unthinkable.
And all of May's posturing at the lectern on Friday looks
embarrassingly like a toddler tantrum. She can't possibly allow No
Deal. She, her cronies and the Tory Party would be finished,
permanently.
And if she truly
believed it would be ok, why was she getting stressed at all? If she
truly believed it would all be fine, she'd presumably be rather
relaxed. After all, No Deal would mean she could give up trying, not
have to go to any more humiliating meetings like Salzburg. She could
just get on with running this brave little country which answers to
no-one but itself in this imaginary world where everything suddenly
gets better outside the EU.
Why wasn't she beaming
with delight on Friday? Didn't she just get let off homework for the
rest of her life?
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