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Status anxiety

What I learnt trying to buy lunch for an anti-Tory protestor

This wasn’t a ‘Trot’ or an ‘anarchist’; this was an ordinary woman re-engaged by Corbyn-mania

10 October 2015

9:00 AM

10 October 2015

9:00 AM

The mood at the Conservative party conference this week was a little subdued, and no wonder. As those who watched the television coverage will know, everyone entering the secure zone had to run a gauntlet of potty-mouthed protestors, their faces twisted into masks of hate. It’s not easy to celebrate after you’ve just been showered with spit and called a ‘Tory murderer’.

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Toby Young is associate editor of The Spectator.

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