Chapter Four
Success and Disasters

Delighted with his unexpected return to
ample power, Churchill was determined to be on good behavior. He
would be an exemplary chancellor. There would be no rash gestures
of the kind which destroyed his father, no meddling with the work
of other ministers, to which he was so prone, above all no
disloyalty to the prime minister, to whom he felt profoundly
grateful. He formed the habit, early each morning, of going from
his own house, Eleven Downing Street, through the connecting inner
door to Number Ten, and having a chat with Baldwin before each
began work. They became very close and like-minded and never had a
dispute, let alone a quarrel, throughout the ministry
(1924-29).
Churchill introduced five budgets, each with a
two-hour speech of pellucid clarity, superbly delivered in majestic
language—the best by far since Gladstone’s golden age and never
equaled since. They were immensely popular in Parliament and the
country, since they made MPs feel they understood difficult
problems of finance and economics, and the population as a whole
felt that the man in charge of the national accounts blended
prudence and generosity, compassion and common sense, with wit and
grandeur. On budget day he always walked from Number Eleven to the
Commons, top hat on head, huge overcoat with astrakhan collar, bow
tie, his family around him, smiling, waving, exuding
self-confidence and prosperity.
His first budget, in 1925, was the most celebrated
because in it he not only reduced income tax but also brought
Britain back to the gold standard at the prewar parity. No decision
in the whole of Churchill’s life has been more criticized, then and
since. It has been presented as a characteristically rash personal
move by an ignorant man who did not trouble to foresee the
disastrous consequences. Nothing could be further from the truth.
Almost from the moment he received his seals of office—there is a
splendid photo of him returning from Buckingham Palace with them,
smiling hugely, eyes lit up, the picture of happiness—to April when
he announced the change in his budget, Churchill went into the
matter with typical thoroughness and enthusiasm. He heard all sides
of the case and took the opinion of everyone who had a right to
hold one: Montagu Norman, governor of the Bank of England, the
great international finance pundit Otto Niemeyer, senior treasury
officials past and present like R. G. Hawtrey and Lord Bradbury,
academics, and top City men. He had a special lunch with Reginald
McKenna, former chancellor and chairman of the Midland Bank, and
John Maynard Keynes, the two leading opponents of the gold
standard. He received scores of memos and wrote as many. Opponents
argued that the gold proposal, especially at a high priority, would
make the price of Britain’s exports, notably cotton, shipbuilding,
steel, and coal, uncompetitive, thus raising unemployment, already
dangerously high at over a million. Supporters argued that a strong
pound would restore the self-confidence of the City and London’s
position at the world’s financial center and attract capital and
investments, thus in the long run creating more jobs. The
overwhelming opinion was in favor of gold. Churchill was by nature
an expansionist, especially in his private finances, where he never
stinted but simply worked harder to pay the bills. But over four
months he gradually allowed himself to be persuaded to go for
gold.
Keynes attacked him with a famous pamphlet, The
Economic Consequences of Mr Churchill. After World War II, when
Keynes ianism became the orthodoxy, Churchill was condemned on all
sides and he himself admitted he was wrong. Later still, however,
when Thatcherism became the vogue, Churchill was vindicated. By
then, of course, he was dead, but the Iron Lady was delighted to
come to the aid of his memory: she adored “Winston,” as she always
called him. We can now see that there is much to be said for the
gold standard. It encouraged entrepreneurs to switch from old,
low-productivity industries to new ones—electrics, automobiles,
aeronautics, high-technology research—and provided the capital to
finance such efforts. The kind of advanced industry which came into
existence in the thirties, eventually producing the Spitfire and
the Lancaster, the jet engine and radar—the new technology which
proved so vital in the Second World War—owed a good deal to the
gold standard.
At the time, however, there were mixed results. The
Tories were pleased, Neville Chamberlain writing to Baldwin:
“Looking back over our first session, I think our Chancellor has
done very well, all the better because he hasn’t been what he was
expected to be. He hasn’t dominated the Cabinet, though undoubtedly
he has influenced it. He hasn’t intrigued for the leadership, but
he has been a tower of debating strength in the Commons. What a
brilliant creature he is!” Birkenhead noted: “Winston’s position
with the Prime Minister and the Cabinet is very strong.” But the
effect of high parity soon made itself felt, especially in the coal
industry. It had been Britain’s biggest and still employed
1,250,000 men. But many of the pits were old, dangerous, and
underequipped. The owners, said Birkenhead, were “the most stupid
body of men I have ever encountered.” In July 1925, claiming that
export orders were down as a result of the new higher parity of
sterling, they asked the unions to accept a sharp cut in
wages—otherwise they would impose a lockout. The unions flatly
refused to accept lower wages or improve their productivity. They
would turn a lockout into a strike, and with the railwaymen and the
transport workers coming out in sympathy, the strike would become
general.
For once Churchill was far from belligerent. He was
not anti-union at this stage. He had voted for the 1906 act which
gave unions exemption from actions for tort (civil damages) despite
F.E.’s powerful argument that to create a privileged caste in law
was against the Constitution and would, in the end, prove
disastrous. Rather than have a general strike, Churchill would
prefer to nationalize the mines, or at least the royalties on coal,
the government making up any deficit by a subsidy, which he as
chancellor would provide. In the meantime he proposed a royal
commission to inquire into an agreed solution for the stricken coal
industry. “That will at least give us time to prepare,” he said.
This proved a shrewd move. The prospect of a general strike had
been mooted for a generation and inspired terror in many. It was an
uncontrolled monster and, once unleashed, where would it end? In a
revolutionary socialist government, even a Communist-type
regime?
If Churchill had no special animus against the
unions, the prospect of Bolshevism in Britain filled him with
horror. “Of all the tyrannies in history, the Bolshevik tyranny is
the worst,” he had said, “the most destructive, the most
degrading.” They “hop and caper like troops of ferocious baboons
amid the ruins of cities and the corpses of their victims.” The
Russian regime was “an animal form of barbarism,” maintained by
“bloody and wholesale butcheries and murders, carried out by
Chinese-style executions and armoured cars.” This was true enough:
even under Lenin, there had been 3 million slaughtered. Churchill
warned that a soviet in London would mean “the extinction of
English civilisation.” It was therefore legitimate to do everything
to prepare for a general strike, in terms of police and troop
plans, emergency supplies, and legal measures. The commission
reported in March 1926, accepting his proposal for nationalizing
royalties as well as some cuts in wages. The miners, most of whom
had already been on strike for a number of months, rejected any
cuts: “Not a minute on the hour nor a penny off the pound.”
Churchill introduced his second budget in April in a stiffening
mood. A week later, in May, the general strike began and he took
charge of the business of defeating it.
At once he changed back into his earlier activist
persona of the Sidney Street siege and the battle of Antwerp. He
organized convoys led by armored cars to get food supplies into
London. He appealed for volunteers and had a tremendous response
from Oxford and Cambridge undergraduates who worked in gangs to
replace de liverymen and from young society ladies who operated
telephone switchboards. It was class warfare: the upper and middle
classes showing class solidarity on the lines of the trade
unionists. Above all, Churchill kept up the supply of information
to replace the lack of newspapers caused by a printing strike. His
original plan had been to commandeer the British Broadcasting
Corporation and run a government radio. But Sir John Reith, its
director general, flatly refused to let him on the premises and ran
a strictly neutral emergency service. So Churchill seized the
Morning Post presses instead and the reserve supplies of
newsprint built up by the press barons, and contrived to produce
and distribute a government propaganda sheet called the British
Gazette, which reached an eventual circulation of 2,250,000.
Churchill, having been put in charge of the negotiations, brought
about a settlement, which represented a victory for the forces of
order. As Evelyn Waugh put it: “It was as though a beast long
fabled for its ferocity had emerged for an hour, scented danger and
then slunk back into its lair.” Churchill had enjoyed himself
hugely. His enthusiasm embarrassed his more sophisticated
colleagues and evoked jeers and fury from the Labour Party, but in
a debate on the strike he dispelled the rancor with a witty and
hilarious speech which dissolved the Commons in tempests of
laughter. Then he went back to his good behavior: moderation and
emollience. But he, with the help of Birkenhead, produced and got
passed a Trade Disputes Act which stripped the unions of their more
objectionable privileges and held good until 1945, when the Labour
Party got an overwhelming majority and, to Churchill’s dismay, gave
the unions, by statute, virtually everything they wanted.
Churchill’s tenure of the exchequer had more
serious consequences in a field where he might have been expected
to be more sensible: defense. Here he changed his persona
completely. From the first lord of the Admiralty who had built up
the fleet to over a thousand warships, he reverted to his father’s
policy of stinginess to the armed services, adding a good deal of
rhetoric of his own. He was particularly hard on plans to replace
aging warships with new ones such as “silly little cruisers, which
would be no use in war anyway.” Given his earlier foresight about
airpower, he showed no interest in pushing for a class of large
aircraft carriers to replace battleships. When in charge of the War
Office under LG, he had taken a lead in the government’s adoption
of the Ten Year Rule, an official assumption there would be no
major war in the next ten years, renewed and extended annually.
This made exceedingly difficult getting higher spending estimates
adopted. It meant Britain emerged from the twenties seriously
underarmed for a world power.
What made matters worse was that Japan, hitherto a
staunch friend of Britain’s, had changed from an ally into a
potential enemy. From the 1860s Japan had been transforming itself
into a modern power. The Prussians had trained and armed its army
and the British its navy, with all its warships being built in
British dockyards until the Japanese were taught to design and
build their own. The Anglo-Japanese naval treaty, the key to the
friendship, came up for renewal in 1922, by which time the Lloyd
George coalition was in disarray and had other things to think
about. Instead of renewing it, Britain agreed, under pressure from
America, which was strongly anti-Japanese, to substitute an
international agreement known as the Washington Naval Disarmament
Treaty. This laid down a 5:5:3 ratio of capital ships for Britain,
the United States, and Japan. The Japanese considered this a
condescending insult and never forgave Britain for agreeing to it.
There were other irksome provisions—an upper limit of thirty-five
thousand tons for capital ships and what the Americans called a
“naval holiday.” Japan turned nasty and insisted, as part of the
agreement, that Britain build no naval bases north of Singapore or
west of Hawaii.
Why Churchill did not protest against this
antagonism of Japan and the drastic weakening of Britain’s naval
position in the Pacific, which was to have appalling consequences
in 1941-42, is a complete mystery. At this stage of his life he
seems to have been completely blind to any danger from Japan. On
December 15, 1924, flush with his new office as chancellor and
determined on economy, he wrote a letter to Baldwin which used long
arguments backed by statistics to show there was no need at all to
consider a possible war with Japan:
I do not believe there is the slightest chance of
it in our lifetime. The Japanese are our allies. The Pacific is
dominated by the Washington Agreement . . . Japan is at the other
end of the world. She cannot menace our vital security in any way.
She has no reason whatever to come into collision with us . . . war
with Japan is not a possibility which any reasonable government
need take into account.
Churchill’s blindness to the power and intentions
of the Japanese extended to the vulnerability of the new base being
built in Singapore. Though he frustrated the Labour plan to scrap
it altogether, he believed it could be defended mainly by airpower,
and it never seems to have occurred to him that the Japanese army
could overwhelm it by land, sweeping through Malaya. When this
happened, of course, he blamed himself—he never shrank from
accepting responsibility when it was just—but it must be admitted
he was a prime author of the British debacle in the Far East in
1941-42.
Nevertheless, the twenties were a splendid period
in Churchill’s life. Baldwin, constantly full of his praise in his
letters to the king, called him “the star of the government.” The
press formed the habit of describing him as “the Smiling
Chancellor.” His budgets became the “great events of the
parliamentary year” (the Times). He seemed to Lord
Winterton, MP, hitherto a sharp critic, “a man transformed . . .
head and shoulders above anyone else in the House (not excluding
Lloyd George) . . . he has suddenly acquired, quite late in
Parliamentary life, an immense fund of tact, patience, good humour
and banter on almost all occasions; no one used to ‘suffer fools
un-gladly’ more than Winston, now he is friendly and accessible to
everyone, both in the House and in the lobbies, with the result
that he has become what he never was before the war, very popular
in the House generally.”
Everyone tried to have a good time in the twenties.
Few succeeded as well as Churchill. He loved bricklaying and
excavating, and Chartwell daily grew more beautiful (in his eyes)
and “comfy.” He painted with increasing skill, having received much
detailed advice from the modern master Walter Sickert (who wrote it
down and it is well worth reading). He was energetic in play. He
kept up his polo until 1927, when he was fifty-three. He hunted,
especially wild boar, on the estate his friend Bendor, Duke of
Westminster, kept for this purpose in southwest France. He drove a
fast motorcar until, in 1925, Clemmie insisted he leave it to the
chauffeur. He wrote when possible, completing his Great War volumes
and starting work on a grandiose life of his ancestor Marlborough.
Bracken arranged highly lucrative contracts. The Churchills lived
grandly—he probably consumed more bottles of champagne in the
twenties than in any other decade of his life, and there is a
vignette of him enjoying 1863 brandy. He had plenty of secretarial
help, research assistants and young history dons to advise him. He
earned, he spent: it was his philosophy of wealth which he set down
in the twenties:
The process of the creation of new wealth is
beneficial to the whole community. The process of squatting on old
wealth, though valuable, is a far less lively agent. The great bulk
of the wealth of the world is created and consumed every year. We
shall never shake ourselves clean from the debts of the past, and
break into a definitely larger period, except by the energetic
creation of new wealth.
He called for “a premium on effort” and “a penalty
on inertia,” and he certainly practiced what he preached.
Despite his performance as chancellor, however, the
country gave thumbs-down to Baldwin at the general election in
1929. The Tories got more votes than Labour but MacDonald secured
the largest number of seats and formed a new government. Ousted,
Churchill at once turned to the business of making money on a large
scale. In the stock exchange boom of the late twenties he had been
prevented from speculating by his position. Now he set to. In
America to give highly paid lectures and to write for American
magazines, he wrote joyfully to his wife on September 20, 1929,
from California that “very great and extraordinary good fortune”
had attended him on the stock exchange, thanks to the advice of Sir
Harry McGowan, chairman of Imperial Chemicals, whom he had got
elected to the Other Club and who, in return, was looking after his
money. He instructed Clemmie to embark on plans for large-scale
entertainment in London of “colleagues and MPs and a few business
people who are of importance.” He had earned nearly £ 20,000 since
he last wrote:
So here we have really recovered in a few weeks a
small fortune. And this with the information I can get and now am
free to use may earn further profits in the future. I am trying to
keep £20,000 fluid for investment and speculation with Vickers da
Costa [stockbrokers] and McGowan. This “mass of manoeuvre” is of
the utmost importance and must not be frittered away. But apart
from this, there is money enough to make us comfortable and
well-mounted in London this autumn.
A month later all had gone with the wind as the
great Wall Street crash reverberated through the skyscraper
canyons. He was present to hear a dinner host address a table full
of top businessmen with the words “Friends and former
millionaires.” He added: “Under my window a gentleman cast himself
down fifteen storeys and was dashed to pieces.” McGowan had been
investing his funds “on margin” (something Churchill did not
understand), so he not only lost all his money but had to buy
himself out of the mess. He considered selling Chartwell, but it
was “a bad time.” Instead he redoubled his writing output,
negotiating fresh contracts and lecture tours. His earnings rose to
over £40,000 a year, an immense income in those days. But his
confidence had been shaken, and in his bruised condition he began
to make political mistakes again.
First he resigned his seat on the Conservative
front bench. The issue was India. True, both the new Labour
government, plus Baldwin and most of his colleagues, supported by
the report of the Simon Commission and the liberal viceroy, Lord
Irwin (later Lord Halifax), were united in backing a gradual
progression to self-rule. Churchill rejected this totally and got
himself into a die-hard position. He fought a campaign, making
speeches all over the country, associating with the extreme
right-wing of the Tories, and moving closer than ever before to the
press barons, especially Beaverbrook and Rothermere, who controlled
the Daily Mail group. Churchill had not been back to India
since 1899. He had only met Gandhi, who now led the resistance
movement, once, when undersecretary to the colonies, and mistaking
his significance dismissed him as “a half-naked fakir,” a phrase
which stuck, to his own discredit. His speeches were notably less
impressive than those he made as chancellor. Worse, his activities
were seen as part of a move to replace Baldwin, in which the press
barons enthusiastically joined. This was a huge mistake, for the
drive to get rid of him gave “the old turnip lanthorn,” as
Churchill called him, a new lease on life, and he made some of the
best speeches in his career, slaughtering the press lords and
putting Churchill right out into the cold. In August 1931 the
Labour government collapsed and MacDonald formed a national
coalition with Baldwin as number two but the real power, as most of
its huge majority were his Tory followers. Churchill was away and
does not seem to have been even considered for office. The
coalition went to the country and was returned with a vast
majority, Labour being reduced to a mere fifty-two seats. Churchill
found his majority doubled but he seems, for the moment, to have
been without direction in politics, obsessed with the need to make
money. So he returned to America to lecture and write.
On December 13, 1931, crossing Fifth Avenue in the
dark, he looked the wrong way, as in England, and a fast car,
coming from the opposite direction, knocked him down. He was badly
damaged on the head, thigh, and ribs, and in terrible pain. But he
remained conscious and when a policeman asked what had happened
insisted it was entirely his own fault. He was in fact lucky to be
alive. A taxi took him to hospital, and he was a long time
recovering. He was very down. He told Clemmie: “I have now in the
last two years had three very heavy blows. First the loss of all
that money in the Crash. Then the loss of my political position in
the Conservative Party and now this terrible physical injury.” He
was afraid he would never recover from these blows. In fact he
began the process while still in hospital by dictating a moving and
thoughtful article about his accident:
I certainly suffered every pang, mental and
physical, that a street accident or, I suppose, a shell wound, can
produce. None is unendurable. There is neither the time nor the
strength for self-pity. There is no room for remorse or fears. If
at any moment in this long series of sensations a grey veil
deepening into blackness had descended upon the sanctum, I should
have felt or feared nothing additional.
Nature is merciful and does not try her children,
man or beast, beyond their compass. It is only when the cruelty of
man intervenes that hellish torments appear. For the rest, live
dangerously, take things as they come. Fear naught, all will be
well.
He got for this article £600 for world rights, the
largest sum he had ever received for a single piece. It was printed
everywhere. Then he went back to the fray, shaken but calm, to live
more dangerously than ever before, but to fear even less.