It's so very toff at the top of the charts Working class hero: Sir Paul
The Sixties were supposed to have sorted it.
That was the decade when the working class stormed the ramparts of the old Establishment.
And suddenly the men and women running the country, the media, the Arts and showbiz were no longer the products of Eton, Fettes and Bedales.
The grammar-educated girls and boys were elbowing aside the public school elite.
Today, Westminster is like a cross between an Eton reunion party and a Debs' coming out.
Ditto the national media. And don't be fooled that so many of them talk about 'socialism'. Theirs is a very upmarket brand of red.
It's Waitrose socialism. Organic. With no nasty additives.
For while they talk about helping the disadvantaged, simultaneously they're sneering at what they call chavs.
Those mainly middle-class and public school students protesting about university fees?
Would they really have been given such sympathetic coverage, you have to wonder, if they'd been unemployed youths from a local estate smashing up Millbank and a police tender?
Sadly, it's not just the media and the Cabinet now being reclaimed by the sons and daughters of privilege.
Even the world of pop is being over-run by the Hoorays too. A survey claims that more than 60% of those making the charts are now public school educated.
She loves you, yah, yah, yah?
While posh pop is indeed taking over the charts, it's with the added twist of posh pop singers apeing council estate accents.
Yesterday, as Sir Paul McCartney might have said, all the toff guys seemed so far away.
Now, it looks as if they're here to stay ...