Winston Churchill, supremely well played by Gary Oldman, is
in a bit of a tight spot. The war cabinet is putting pressure on him to open
peace talks with Mussolini and Adolf Hitler; 300,000 British troops are stuck
in Dunkirk; and he’s struggling to find a match to light one of his over-sized,
iconic cigars.
And that’s when things begin to change.
It turns out that Churchill has decided that he needs to run
a group discussion. And what better place to hold it than on the London underground.
Like all good quallies, he gets lost on the way and seeks
the help of a friendly Londoner who sets him on the right track to the District
Line where he must travel just one stop to Westminster.
On the tube, he finds the group all waiting for him. Some
stand up, others look at each other, not quite knowing when the group is going
to begin. The silence is broken, and the warm-up starts once a chap has offered
Winston a match; so, he’s up and running, ready to begin moderating.
Recruitment seems to have gone well, that is presuming
Churchill has asked for a good cross-section. So, we have men and women, a
builder, a lady with a baby, someone going to a job at an office and sure
enough, we have someone from the BME community who turns out to be very well
read and capable of finishing off one of Winston’s learned quotes. Who’d have
thought it.
The discussion lasts just one stop, but it seems tube
journeys were slower in those days because, like all good moderators, Winston
manages to cram a lot in. It turns out that these ‘ordinary’, ‘salt of the
earth’ Londoners would much rather face up to Hitler than to try and negotiate
a peace deal. They’ll use broom handles if they need to, if that’s what it
takes to defend their country.
Winston’s heard all he needs. He marches back to
Westminster, topline findings written on a scrap of card, including the names
of the participants, and announces to anyone who’ll listen, that the people
have spoken. We shall not surrender.
So, there you have it, in his darkest hour, Churchill knew
that qualitative research would give him the answers he required. He decided to
consult the public and he did so using a group discussion.
Who knows whether this actually did take place and, in
fairness, it was one of the cornier sections within what was an excellent film.
But as a flag-flying qual researcher, who cares?
This was research in action. This was Winston doing
ethnography. This was Churchill taking on board the views of the people and using
this knowledge to help change the course of history.
Qualitative research, saving the world, one
focus group at a time.