It was the most blatant and shameless piece of virtue signalling I’d ever seen. After a long day of training at a government department a couple of years ago, we went for a drink off Whitehall and talked politics. Suddenly, out of nowhere, one of my fellow trainers took a card out of her bag and proudly displayed it to us, her eyes beaming with anticipation of our admiration and approval. What was it? A Labour party membership card. ‘Isn’t this perfect evidence of my superiority as a human being?’, her eyes said, as she turned to each of us in turn. She looked like she wanted a round of applause.

If the shy-Tory phenomenon has been a big thing for decades, it’s a mere stroll in St James’s Park compared to the shy-Reformer version

Well, I just wanted to vomit. But it was revealing of the

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