And now a tweet from Richard Burgon, one of the hard left candidates seeking to be deputy leader of the Labour Party:

“Don’t let the Tories tell you class politics doesn’t exist. Labour should always stick up for our class like the Tories do for the 1%.” says Burgon. Hmm. Our class?

Burgon, like twee middle class continuity Corbyn leadership candidate the hopelessly out of her depth Rebecca Long-Bailey, makes a big fuss of his working class credentials which might make more sense if both of his parents weren’t school teachers, his father being a head teacher. Now, I do not begrudge teachers a single penny of what they are paid. A teacher and head teacher together earn a sizeable wedge, as they should. At this point, what does Burgon mean by “our class”, meaning the working class? He means that he is working class, the bedrock of being a true socialist. In his eyes, anyway.

Following school, Burgon went to Cambridge University, as you do when you’re working class. Once he graduated, he became a well-paid solicitor for a trade union, then he became an MP. “Our class?”

It’s the “our class” of Seumas Milne, Corbyn’s top boy, who went to Winchester College, one of the top private schools in the land and then Oxford University and Birkbeck College, London. Our class. It’s the “our class” of senior Corbynista Andrew Drummond-Murray, formerly of Worth School, a Benedictine independent boarding school in Sussex. Our class.

Burgon supports former grammar school kids Corbyn, McDonnell and Abbott, the latter of whom sent her son to private school. And they all worship Tony Benn, who attended Westminster, an elite private school, and then went to Oxford. Our class, you see. Can you see a pattern, here?

Believe me, I have barely scratched the surface when it comes to the posh comrades in the Labour Party, the Toy Town revolutionaries who understand the working classes, despite not having the first clue about what the working class struggle really means. There are loads of them, even though very few have actually lived the lives of working class people. Indeed, Benn himself was fascinated by the “struggle”of the working classes, which he saw, unaccountably in my view, as somehow romantic. His pound shop successors, the likes of Rebecca Long-Bailey and Burgon, have the same absurd Bennite vision. Trust me, there is nothing romantic about wondering whether you will have food on the table when you get home from school. But then, the comrades I have mentioned – all of them – have never suffered this.

Burgon attacks Boris Johnson for appointing very rich people to the cabinet on the grounds that they are very rich, the implication being that you cannot possibly understand “our class” if you are rich, but in the eyes of most people, the Labour Party elites don’t understand them, either.

I am not desperately bothered as to whether politicians are well off. It’s not what is in their bank account that matters, it’s what they do. If they are very rich, then obviously they should pay their fair share of tax. So why hate them, then? After all, I don’t hate Seumas Milne for being filthy rich. I don’t hate him at all. But I do think these rich communists, who even today ‘earn’ over £100k a year from the people’s party, have as little in common with regular people as investment bankers.

When Richard Burgon talks about “our class”, it merely shows what an idiot he is and how unsuited he is to high office. Labour should “stick up” for everyone. Including well-off middle class boys like him. But spare the rest of us your non-existent working class credentials, mate. You don’t have any.