The lows of 2016 will continue if the centre-left does not recognise that history can be shaped

In the long sweep of history, there are certain years which punctuate time’s journey, like speed bumps. When Sir Edward Grey looked out of his window at the Foreign Office in August 1914 and remarked that the lights were going out across Europe, he instinctively described a year which marked the end of empires and the birth of modernity. 1945 heralded a new settlement in Europe, and the short-lived triumph of social democracy. When the Berlin Wall came down in 1989, 70 years of communism crumbled to dust, and we were told it was the end of history.

It is clear, even before it has ended, that 2016 is one of those years which represents something more than another page in the almanac. For most people, it will be remembered as the year when so many famous people were taken: David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Terry Wogan, Harper Lee, George Martin, Ronnie Corbett, Victoria Wood, Prince, Muhammed Ali, Gene Wilder, Pete Burns, Leonard Cohen, Robert Vaughn and many other celebrities who have shaped our shared culture and made our collective memories.

There is a plausible argument about why it feels that so many famous people are dying. It rests on the idea that modern celebrity culture was born in the 1950s and 1960s, and so there are many more celebrities coming to the end of their lives than 20 years ago. It does not make it any easier, or any less cruel.

For those involved in progressive politics, 2016 represents something more significant. It feels like a genuine annus horribilis because of the scale and depth of our reversals and defeats. The vote to leave the European Union was not only a horrible, avoidable shock, it also opens the door to years of division and distraction. We can only speculate how much time and effort will be expended, at the expense of fixing real issues such as homelessness or youth unemployment, over the next decade. Brexit will suck the oxygen out of our national life for a decade.

Obviously, the situation in the United Kingdom is perilous. The flame of centre-left progressivism within Labour is guttering. But the situation for the ascendant hard left is no less dangerous. Their guy, their politics and their people lead Labour. With his re‑election in 2016, Jeremy Corbyn has the best opportunity in 100 years for his brand of politics. If his project fails, which seems very likely, there will be nowhere to hide.

In the US, Donald Trump’s victory has sparked a crisis amongst progressives. There follows the usual period of soul-searching, recrimination and blame. Some will draw the wrong conclusion that Bernie Sanders might have won with a more leftwing campaign than Hillary Clinton’s. Others will demand that fire be fought with fire, and seek a celebrity candidate with an even bigger popular reach than the presenter of the Apprentice. Either way, it will take years for the dust to settle.

Around the world, socialist and social democratic parties are in decline and in the doldrums. In Australia, Belgium, Denmark, Greece, Ireland, Israel, New Zealand and Spain our sister parties are in opposition. There are few, if any, beacons of actually existing social democracy around the world to provide us with hope. We have travelled far from the Third Way.

As autumn turns to winter, there are serious, difficult questions we must ask. Is 2016 the year progressive politics died? Has history ended, not in the triumph of liberal democracy, but in the ascendancy of populism, demagoguery and dictatorship? Has the Enlightenment run its course?

The answer, of course, is no. Clinton won more votes than any presidential candidate in American history, bar one. In Canada, Justin Trudeau is fashioning a popular centre-ground radicalism. Millions of people every day show their common humanity through myriad acts of kindness and altruism. Even the terrible, dark day when Jo Cox was murdered spurred tens of thousands of us to donate to her charity and rally for her beliefs. 2016 represents a historic low-point for progressives, but it need not be the death knell for the things we hold dear.

History is made up of human activity; it can be shaped. The choices we make now will determine what happens next. If progressives give up and walk away, then naturally we will be defeated. As the historian EH Carr pointed out, stuff happens for a reason. The great lesson from our own political history is that we can be masters of our fate.

When the Queen described 1992 as her annus horribilis, she referred to her own family’s travails, what with all the fires, divorces and suchlike. But 1992 was a horrible year for Labour too. Defeat in the election that year, after 13 years in opposition was a terrible shock for Labour. Yet just five years later, Labour won a landslide. That is because a small group of modernisers decided to stop losing and start winning. Small groups of people can change the world. Indeed, they are the only thing that ever has. The lights may be going out, but in the darkness the flame of hope still burns.

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