We’ve had enough of the posh, surely? What with their squirrelling away all the good stuff for themselves, keeping us riff-raff in our places, quietly fuelling the toxic war between the squeezed middle, the already squeezed completely dry and the never had a lemon to squeeze in the first place, to act as decoy while they trouser the profits and laugh up their sleeves at everyone else’s stupidity.
If it proves to be true, as Nadine Dorries has repeatedly and vehemently told anyone who will listen, that posh boys stopped her getting into the House of Lords, we might have something to thank them for; but it’s small return, in any case, for centuries of subjugation.
