KATIE HOPKINS THE LOW CLASS RIGHT

The only thing worse is the low class left.

No. I tell a lie. The only thing worse is the low class liberal.

This post is dedicated to  E J Dionne.

We here have no respectable society or social order. 

Isolated individuals who have money and fame are not a class, not a nobility, not an aristocracy, not anything at all, really. 

Merely isolated, wealthy, forced hermits, who come out, and congregate briefly, like crabs, of different kinds, not even the same kind, at isolated ' social ' gatherings, better termed CRAB OUTS. All the stars come out at night....

Show Biz Kids

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night
After closing time
At the Guernsey Fair
I detect the El Supremo
From the room at the top of the stairs
Well I've been around the world
And I've been in the Washington Zoo
And in all my travels
As the facts unravel
I've found this to be true

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night
After closing time
At the Guernsey Fair
I detect the El Supremo
From the room at the top of the stairs
Well I've been around the world
And I've been in the Washington Zoo
And in all my travels
As the facts unravel
I've found this to be true

They got the house on the corner
With the rug inside
They got the booze they need
All that money can buy
They got the shapely bods
They got the Steely Dan T-shirt
And for the coup-de-gras
They're outrageous

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night
After closing time
At the Guernsey Fair
I detect the El Supremo
From the room at the top of the stairs
Well I've been around the world
And I've been in the Washington Zoo
And in all my travels
As the facts unravel
I've found this to be true

Show biz kids making movies
Of themselves you know they
Don't give a fuck about anybody else

While the poor people sleepin'
With the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin'
All the stars come out at night
After closing time
At the Guernsey Fair
I detect the El Supremo
From the room at the top of the stairs
Well I've been around the world
And I've been in the Washington Zoo
And in all my travels
As the facts unravel
I've found this to be true

They are rightly scorned by those, no better or worse than they, who have less or none.