The 50p tax bombshell is not only a reversion to the worst politics of envy – a form of politics one hoped, naively as it turned out, had been consigned to the dustbin of history. It is also the worst manifestation yet of a very modern aspect of Brownite Labour.
As I wrote in the Sunday Telegraph at the weekend, Damian McBride’s vile emails sent from a Government address and the heavyhanded arrest of Damian Green both reflect a dangerous belief that the public interest and party political interest are identical, co-terminous.
Last night, Labour insiders made little attempt to pretend that the logic behind the 50p tax was fiscal: they know full well that it will raise next to nothing. But they welcome it with glee as a cunning plan to unsettle the Tories and throw a big red spanner in the Cameroon works.

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