03-08-2025, 08:01 PM
An Introduction to Darlington Politics - Acte I, Scene I
10 Crown Street, Fort William, Luthori; Tuesday 27th April 5660 - 9:27 AM.
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“I do hope that you and your partner are getting used to this house, ma’am, as you will likely be staying there, hopefully, for the next five years”, the infamous voice that everybody knew around these sacred walls only left that out-of-character statement out of sympathy, I mean, look at her, she was merely Leader of the Opposition for a few years, she doesn’t know, or at least, knew little of Darlington politics in government, he had seen her speeches during the campaign trail, that was someone who has hope in the system, but didn’t know how to wield her powers.
This was something that she needed to learn as soon as possible, he thought to himself.
“We are getting accustomed, thank you for your concern, it’s indeed quite different from our home.”, Miles spoke with a soft smile on her face, having heard stories about the man standing in front of her, she certainly didn’t think that he would be caring, even for a second. She could still remember the gasps and shocked faces of everyone within the Labour Party when she announced that she would be appointing him, him of all people available in this goddamn nation, as her Chief of Staff.
A relatively minor role in the grand scheme of government business, with not any parliamentary oversight on the appointment process, but if wielded effectively by the appointee, could become one of the most effective roles in government, serving as a direct link between the Prime Minister and the rest of the Cabinet.
While she knew the danger, she also knew that she wasn’t trapped with him, he was trapped with her, and any attempts at becoming too much of an influence in her policy will be met with swift and brutal reprisal. At last, that wasn’t her main worry as she knew that he was deeply aware of his current condition and would remain, although hesitantly, loyal to her.
“I’m merely here to rewind our options as the term goes forward, Prime Minister. As you know, we’ve succeeded in forging a strong majority in the lower house, and now, it’s time to think about policy-making for the next two years. Of course, the press reported that you had put within your priority, the passage of institutional reforms. I must say that I wouldn’t push it if I was at your place, ma’am.”
“And why wouldn’t you?”, she sounded intrigued and perplexed, after all, passing institutional laws while the political momentum was high sounded like a good deal. Passing laws reforming both the High Courts system and the Senate could be a good way to use her political capital.
“We currently do not have a majority in the Senate. The Conservatives currently hold a good number of seats to basically kill our agenda on the committee stage, while they might be more inclined at working with us on the matter of reforming the high courts, I’m sure that Conservative Lords will not appreciate our attempts at even reforming the Second Chamber by an inch, and well, even Liberal and some of our Lords might not appreciate it too much to actively support it. While we can begin to push both texts in the Chamber of Representatives, I don’t give too much of a chance of them surviving in the Senate, as of now.”, his voice produced the same monotone, sharp tone that was characteristic of his persona, he was known as a no-nonsense person, who wouldn’t giving false hope to people - except if he himself believed in something greater than him.
“So. You are basically telling me that I need to step up on other matters while leaving the institutional issue on the wind.”
“No. I’m just saying that we have more chances at achieving success with our economic platform until 5662, when the first provincial elections will come up and 5663 when the Senate’s 300 provincial seats will be elected by the legislatures. A good result in these elections basically hands us the Senate until 5668, where we will have more time and political capital to push through our institutional agenda through both Houses of Parliament, granted that, of course, we do not lose total control over the Chamber at this point.”
“Fair enough, you do have a point.”, as much as she hated the disgusting satisfied smirk that formed over his face, knowing that he just won this argument against his boss, she also knew that what he said wasn’t that all fucked up. It actually made sense, winning the Senate in 5663 could actually mean more for her agenda than only relying on the Chamber of Representatives for now. But, her economic agenda was also likely to be voted down by a Conservative-held Senate, but in this case, the Chamber of Representatives held primacy over the Senate, and there was disagreement between the two Houses of Parliament, the lower house’s vote would mean that the Bill either passes or fails.
She would need to talk to both Rosenbach and Howle to draft up the government’s economic investment program, and will need to look after the Bank of Luthori’s notoriously infamous General-Director in the next few days to basically kiss his ass into not doing something harmful for the administration in the short term - even though she had no confidence that this would actually work, knowing her economic program. These thoughts were everywhere, she was elected by the people, her people, to change things to make the system work for the people, and not some privileged assholes living in fancy residences…she couldn’t risk failure…she can’t fail at this. She just can’t.
One voice snapped her out of her thoughts, the voice of her Chief of Staff woke her up. “Ma’am? Ma’am? How shall we proceed?”
“Uh…yes, call up Rosenbach, we need to talk about pushing a Bill to increase the minimum wage to £13.25 per hour. That way we’ll pass a bill that will strengthen our appeal towards the base, while relatively keeping the coalition united over things that we all support. We should also begin working towards the usual stuff, like increasing taxation for the wealthy and big corporations alike.”
“Sure thing.”
“And also.”, she said as he was walking away. “Send an email to Bercow, tell him that we need to move slowly about the whole institutional reform thing. That’s better for us. Spending political capital on things that make us win elections as of now. And plan a meeting with Labour-aligned local political parties’ chiefs to work out a strategy for 5662.”
“Alright, will do. Anything else?”
“No. I’ll call you up at 11.”, as the brown-haired man left the room, he merely left up an unreadable smirk as he went.
10 Crown Street, Fort William, Luthori; Tuesday 27th April 5660 - 9:27 AM.
“I do hope that you and your partner are getting used to this house, ma’am, as you will likely be staying there, hopefully, for the next five years”, the infamous voice that everybody knew around these sacred walls only left that out-of-character statement out of sympathy, I mean, look at her, she was merely Leader of the Opposition for a few years, she doesn’t know, or at least, knew little of Darlington politics in government, he had seen her speeches during the campaign trail, that was someone who has hope in the system, but didn’t know how to wield her powers.
This was something that she needed to learn as soon as possible, he thought to himself.
“We are getting accustomed, thank you for your concern, it’s indeed quite different from our home.”, Miles spoke with a soft smile on her face, having heard stories about the man standing in front of her, she certainly didn’t think that he would be caring, even for a second. She could still remember the gasps and shocked faces of everyone within the Labour Party when she announced that she would be appointing him, him of all people available in this goddamn nation, as her Chief of Staff.
A relatively minor role in the grand scheme of government business, with not any parliamentary oversight on the appointment process, but if wielded effectively by the appointee, could become one of the most effective roles in government, serving as a direct link between the Prime Minister and the rest of the Cabinet.
While she knew the danger, she also knew that she wasn’t trapped with him, he was trapped with her, and any attempts at becoming too much of an influence in her policy will be met with swift and brutal reprisal. At last, that wasn’t her main worry as she knew that he was deeply aware of his current condition and would remain, although hesitantly, loyal to her.
“I’m merely here to rewind our options as the term goes forward, Prime Minister. As you know, we’ve succeeded in forging a strong majority in the lower house, and now, it’s time to think about policy-making for the next two years. Of course, the press reported that you had put within your priority, the passage of institutional reforms. I must say that I wouldn’t push it if I was at your place, ma’am.”
“And why wouldn’t you?”, she sounded intrigued and perplexed, after all, passing institutional laws while the political momentum was high sounded like a good deal. Passing laws reforming both the High Courts system and the Senate could be a good way to use her political capital.
“We currently do not have a majority in the Senate. The Conservatives currently hold a good number of seats to basically kill our agenda on the committee stage, while they might be more inclined at working with us on the matter of reforming the high courts, I’m sure that Conservative Lords will not appreciate our attempts at even reforming the Second Chamber by an inch, and well, even Liberal and some of our Lords might not appreciate it too much to actively support it. While we can begin to push both texts in the Chamber of Representatives, I don’t give too much of a chance of them surviving in the Senate, as of now.”, his voice produced the same monotone, sharp tone that was characteristic of his persona, he was known as a no-nonsense person, who wouldn’t giving false hope to people - except if he himself believed in something greater than him.
“So. You are basically telling me that I need to step up on other matters while leaving the institutional issue on the wind.”
“No. I’m just saying that we have more chances at achieving success with our economic platform until 5662, when the first provincial elections will come up and 5663 when the Senate’s 300 provincial seats will be elected by the legislatures. A good result in these elections basically hands us the Senate until 5668, where we will have more time and political capital to push through our institutional agenda through both Houses of Parliament, granted that, of course, we do not lose total control over the Chamber at this point.”
“Fair enough, you do have a point.”, as much as she hated the disgusting satisfied smirk that formed over his face, knowing that he just won this argument against his boss, she also knew that what he said wasn’t that all fucked up. It actually made sense, winning the Senate in 5663 could actually mean more for her agenda than only relying on the Chamber of Representatives for now. But, her economic agenda was also likely to be voted down by a Conservative-held Senate, but in this case, the Chamber of Representatives held primacy over the Senate, and there was disagreement between the two Houses of Parliament, the lower house’s vote would mean that the Bill either passes or fails.
She would need to talk to both Rosenbach and Howle to draft up the government’s economic investment program, and will need to look after the Bank of Luthori’s notoriously infamous General-Director in the next few days to basically kiss his ass into not doing something harmful for the administration in the short term - even though she had no confidence that this would actually work, knowing her economic program. These thoughts were everywhere, she was elected by the people, her people, to change things to make the system work for the people, and not some privileged assholes living in fancy residences…she couldn’t risk failure…she can’t fail at this. She just can’t.
One voice snapped her out of her thoughts, the voice of her Chief of Staff woke her up. “Ma’am? Ma’am? How shall we proceed?”
“Uh…yes, call up Rosenbach, we need to talk about pushing a Bill to increase the minimum wage to £13.25 per hour. That way we’ll pass a bill that will strengthen our appeal towards the base, while relatively keeping the coalition united over things that we all support. We should also begin working towards the usual stuff, like increasing taxation for the wealthy and big corporations alike.”
“Sure thing.”
“And also.”, she said as he was walking away. “Send an email to Bercow, tell him that we need to move slowly about the whole institutional reform thing. That’s better for us. Spending political capital on things that make us win elections as of now. And plan a meeting with Labour-aligned local political parties’ chiefs to work out a strategy for 5662.”
“Alright, will do. Anything else?”
“No. I’ll call you up at 11.”, as the brown-haired man left the room, he merely left up an unreadable smirk as he went.