Well, there's always a "class war" going on, but what a pity that he of "formidable intelligence"* didn't have the chance to strut on the stage in a role more suited to his abilities. Something like defending the Great British Fish Supper from having foreign food standards imposed on it.
I sent a contribution to the Mail as suggested, and once I receive a white feather I'll stick it somewhere appropriate and whistle "Yankee Doodle". ABCD.

* That was the formula usually recited by Tory spokespeople some years back.