I have nothing against 16-year-olds. In fact, some of them are my best friends. Well, not quite. But the current campaign to extend suffrage to them deserves to fail, and not just because it is so obviously a cynical vote-grabbing ploy by the parties who stand to gain most from it.
At 16, I couldn’t be trusted with the kettle, let alone the future of my nation. Anyone who thinks today’s 16-year-olds are imbued with the deep reservoir of knowledge and life experience which qualify older voters to elect and remove governments plainly hasn’t met one.
These are the same 16-year-olds, let’s not forget, who are not permitted by law to drive, sit on juries, stand for the local council or parliament, own land or property, get married (in England and Wales) without parental or court consent, or purchase alcohol, fireworks or tobacco. And there are no campaigns designed to overturn these laws. Why? Because everyone knows that many 16-year-olds are still, in their minds, children, without the necessary degree of maturity to discharge such rights responsibly. In fact, were a campaign to be launched with the aim of suddenly conferring any of these rights on 16-year-olds, it would be immediately denounced as irresponsible.
And, no, 16-year-olds cannot be sent to fight for queen and country on the battlefield. It is a myth. They may join the armed forces, but cannot be selected for combat until they reach 18.
In the case of purchasing tobacco, politicians in all four legislatures of the UK saw fit in the last decade to raise the minimum age from 16 to 18, so untrusting were they of the little mites.