It's easy to be pretty woe-is-me about the whole thing, and this idea that a defeat for Labour/the left/basic compassion was snatched from the jaws of what the polls and the maths suggested was going to be a dementedly convoluted sort of victory.
But maaaaaybe 'we' lost the election because we just didn't want it enough.
That's a frustrating thing to say, because the sad fact is that I have my doubts as to how much the average Tory voter really wanted it. I recently moved to the safe Conservative seat of Beckenham at what should have been the height of election fever, and there was none. The incumbent MP doesn't even have a Twitter account, and I never saw a single poster for him; two elderly Tory tellers outside the polling station was the height of the madness. People vote for the status quo, out of tradition, because their lives are okay and they have no problem with the incumbent. And yes, maybe they also vote for perceived 'winners' and because they've been influenced by nasty, unfair political campaigns and gruesome newspaper oligarchs, but they don't, as a rule, do it out of a cackling desire to shaft the vulnerable and make themselves a load of comedy 80s-stye 'wonga'.
But if you're going to unseat the sitting government you need a bit of momentum, and I'm sorry to say that we absolutely failed here. In maybe the last two weeks of what was essentially five years, folk started getting behind Ed Miliband a bit. Before that and as far as I can tell from my own limited circle, there was not a lot of enthusiasm amidst the liberalsphere for him at all: my impression is that people either bought into the rightwing portrait of him as an ineffectual weirdo, or else were still in a grump over New Labour and found it hard to really rouse themselves to work up enthusiasm for a man who – on the surface at least – was exactly the sort of bland southern SPAD that had come to colonise a one-time workers' party.
I'm not saying it wasn't Miliband and Labour's fault that they failed to counter that argument. But really, what did we expect to happen at the end? Five years of nose-holding and moaning and blathering on about things being better in Scotland or half-heartedly flirting with the Greens (DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON FUCKING VOTE SWAPPING), and suddenly people are acting genuinely devastated that the bloke they've been so ambivalent about failed to get in. OH MY GOD, WHY ARE PEOPLE SO SELFISH AND CRUEL, HOW COULD THEY NOT VOTE FOR THAT PERSON WHO I DIDN'T REALLY LIKE OR IN FACT VOTE FOR.
And JFC, everyone on social media who was boring on about how 'it doesn't matter who you vote for, but you must sign up to vote, people died for the right etc' - given that it seems generally that most of you did in fact have certain preferences, then maybe in an age of mass disillusionment with politics it might have at least proved modestly inspirational if you'd stated yours.
I have absolute respect for Green voters and they have every right to be angry at their lack of parliamentary representation compared to percentage of the vote, but to moan that a different political party to the one you support didn't get in is a bit perverse.
As, I think, was 'our' final goal: what we seemed to be working towards was a vague idea of an SNP, LibDem and Green-supported minority government, which is a STUPENDOUSLY wishy-washy thing to have as an aspiration. Obviously hindsight is a fine thing and the Tories were working towards essentially the same idea, and their shock victory constitutes a fairly feeble majority by any pre-2010 measure, but the end result kind of makes a mockery of our definition of victory.
Much as he ultimately failed to deliver, Miliband did seem to start energising people towards the end - if he'd had five years, or two years or six months of being taken that seriously by own nominal supporters, imagine what he might have done.
So what's next? If you voted Green, I think it's pretty simple - decide how into them you in fact are, and if yr serious then commit to them for the long haul, no whining about other parties not doing well enough.
And Labour? AS I SAID IN MY GLORIOUS LAST BLOG, I do tend to think of Labour as a fluctuating nexus of compassion vs the Tories' fluctuating nexus of, erm… (severity?) I believe Labour is better than it simply being the lesser of two evils, and I think that whatever its failings are it can be renewed into a force that can run the country again without losing its moral authority.
Like a few folk I know, I have joined Labour now, partly out of a vague guilt, partly because it gives me a vote on the next leader (I'M SUPER INTO VOTING AT THE MOMENT). This is not the hideous 'I'VE JOINED AND YOU SHOULD TOO' moment of the blog, as I do feel faintly embarrassed by the whole concept and am very doubtful as to whether I'll ever have the gumption to do anything like going door-to-door. But I thought I should get involved somehow. There is so much shit the new leader is going to have to accomplish and so many tribes to reunite, and maybe he or she will fail, maybe Labour is totally fucked and will never win an election again and we're all going to be boiled down into some sort of esoteric rich person food. But I honestly don't think the election that just happened was Labour's best crack at deposing the Tories, and I certainly don't think it was ours.
If there's a silver lining to all this, maybe it's that it galvanises the left into remembering that we'd prefer our lot to be running the country, and that for that to happen we maybe need to actually go out and do something. And I'm not just saying that glibly: at the age of 34, I have only just had my fourth general election, and first that wasn't essentially a referendum on a party that was propelled to power before I was of age.
Let's try and and at least give it all we've got and fail with that before we start feeling too sorry for ourselves. In the words of John Michael Stipe, let's put our heads together and start a new country up.