Six reasons writer Deborah Talbot won’t desert the party in the 2017 election

I’ve always been ambiguous about the Labour Party. In my lifetime, I’ve flirted with the revolutionary left, anarchism, many, many subcultures (the finale being rave). Once I hit my thirties, I did the detached, analytical academic thing, fully equipped with a thoroughly bogus ennui.

I embraced full-throttled feminism from an early age, and once I moved to London, the home of freewheeling identity, it just seemed normal. I was my own one-woman, left-field performance art, on a path to enlightenment. The Labour Party just seemed a bit fusty, or, as a friend put it, “Y’know they are the unwitting agents of the state, right?” (Read more on Votes by Women).