Alarming Clock-Up
Rumour reaches us that a senior member of the Cabinet has started referring to Nick Clegg’s pet phase as “the people Nick Clegg likes to call Alarm Clock Britain”. A helpful clarification, and touchingly loyal.
It is hard though to find commentators with a good thing to say about this phrase. Who after-all wishes to be associated with a thing that forces you out of bed.
Liberal Democrat activists tend to pause before commenting, usually adding, ‘well of course he means people who work’. To be entirely correct they should add ‘and are lower rate tax payers’… ‘with children’… and ‘get on with stuff’. Obviously… clear as mud…
No one is entirely sure who isn’t ‘Alarm-clock Britain’. Students before the new policy? Pensioners? The dead?
Much commentary then, of which a selection below, is incredulous.
“What the hell or rather who the hell is he talking about?”
“they mean pretty much the same group of people that Ed Miliband called “the squeezed middle”
“it’s a group he defines in the vaguest, most frustrating terms possible – almost as if he doesn’t really know what the hell he’s going on about.”
“I don’t know one single person who really resonates with the phrase.”
“‘Alarm clock Britain’ is the new political label for hard-working ordinary people. How patronising.”
The brave genius behind the phrase, is… no one:
“Lib Dem insiders the phrase has no single author, insisting it was a “team effort” among Mr Clegg’s aides and colleagues.”
A sure sign no one wishes to carry the can. As a result John Sharkey (ad-man) and Richard Reeves (wonk) often get fingered by the commentariat. How unfair.
There’s nothing new about political labels designed to capture a section of voters with whom politicians wish to associate.. “Mondeo Man”, “Worcester Women”, “Soccer Moms”… and so on.
In marketing, such segment labels are useful short-hand for groups with common but complex characteristics.
But they are only normally used inside campaigns. Devising a conscious strategy to sound like you’ve just emerged from a creative brainstorm with 10 year-olds high on fizzy pop, is quite novel.
However two months of non-stop abuse about this has not stopped the DPM putting it into his conference speech five times and using it as the headline for his Budget communication. He appears to have remarkable resilience to the sound of bells.
Any phrase that needs to be explained, every time it is used, is not a helpful short-hand.
Any phrase that makes Nick sound like a visitor from planet Alarm-Clock, in need of a Clegg-to-human translator, is unlikely to improve his reputation.
Anything so obviously flakey that didn’t get shot down in flames by his team or the MPs, suggests a degree of group-think is creeping into the bunker. That’s dangerous.
George W. Bush was always very good at getting himself out of his innumerate communication cock-ups with folksey charm. He would frankly admit his errors, shrug, and move on. He made his weakness for gaffes an endearing strength.
Nick, or “Calamity Clegg” as his erstwhile leadership opponent used to call him, might do the same… “it sounded great when we threw it around the team, but on reflection…”