The anti-Boris demo was a screech of middle-class rage

Last night’s ‘F**k Boris’ demo in London really was an extraordinary spectacle. It felt almost historic. For what we had here was a gathering of radicals raging against a new Tory PM for threatening to upend the political status quo. Yes, these supposedly edgy, rebellious, pink- and blue-haired haters of Conservatism were essentially pleading with Boris not to be so revolutionary. It was bizarre.

There may have been music and dancing and weed — the soulless whiff of that deadening drug was everywhere — but this was fundamentally a conservative protest. Small-c, natch. It was a plea to keep Euro-technocracy intact and not to cave in to the demands of the hoodwinked masses who voted for Brexit.

The real target of the implacably middle-class marchers’ ire was No Deal, and Brexit more broadly. Some waved the EU flag. Rad, man. One placard asked if 52 per cent really represents a democratic mandate (er, yes?).

There were people with ‘Remain, Reform, Revolt’ banners, which is the maddest political slogan ever: there is nothing revolting about pleading to be members of the neoliberal, anti-democratic, anti-working-class, Greece-bashing, elitist machine that is the Brussels oligarchy.