During our lifetime virtually all satire has been directed against the old conservative establishment, even after it had lost its monopoly position. Wolfe recognised our new masters and, with keen eye and sharper pen, illuminated this risen class of the inherently ludicrous and self-parodic

The declining classes produce writers, even if they don’t always write on their own background. Look for example to the Old South and the fabulous literature of regret that poured forth as the leisurely lives of those formerly in charge faded and vanished forever

Large, well-funded public institutions persuade ordinary people they are victims of social injustice, grooming their prospective clients. These people then become vexatious complainants, join the grievance queues and apply to those same bodies for financial compensation, a closed system

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