Facebook is something I try not to open. It’s not only a jarring reminder of mortality, with spectres from my childhood popping up looking distinctly greyer – Facebook lays bare the ideological rot that has taken hold of my peers.

The Teals are ‘my people’ – geographically speaking.

I’m a North Shore girl, born and bred, brought up in a blue-ribbon Liberal suburb, and educated at a conservative private school (albeit as a peasant with very hard-working parents).

You would have struggled to find a single Labor-voting parent amongst the student body, with the vast majority religiously voting for Howard’s brand of ‘broad...