A splendid middle-class rant by Jeff Randall in this morning’s Telegraph, including a new (to me, anyway) phrase I rather like: “the coping classes:”

… law-abiding, hard-working, tax-paying citizens — who, over the past decade, have despaired as their country’s sovereignty has been dissipated, its freedoms compromised and ancient institutions diminished by a tribe of political pygmies …
As for the promise, “Britain cares about me,” it turned out to be true only if you are [a Member of Parliament] with your fingers in the Commons’ petty-cash tin, a fully abled claimant of incapacity benefits, or a bogus asylum seeker [= illegal immigrant]. The rest of us have been subjected to a remorseless onslaught on our traditional values, civil liberties and freedom of speech. Now we are angry; really bloody angry.
It is the contained ire of citizens who don’t have the time or inclination to join a riot because they are too busy fulfilling their duties of personal responsibility: caring for children, paying the bills, funding the profligacy of ministers, some of whom are not merely dim-witted but dangerous …

Phew! Thank goodness none of that has any applicability over on this side of the Atlantic!