Toby, you’ve made it.
You know how you kept on losing friends and alienating people?
Well, sleep in peace at night my friend: you’ve found your tribe.
They are the Liberal Rich Ars*holes that breathe in the rarefied self-satisfaction that can allow them to say, seemingly without a whit of self-awareness:
“It’s intimate and charming in a way that few other festivals are, partly because so many of the punters seem to know each other.