Can Burnham banish Maggie's ghost?

Can Burnham banish Maggie's ghost?

In 2013, I attended a Margaret Thatcher death party in Brixton. At the age of 23, perhaps I should have known better. Politically, I was in an extended-adolescence phase of edgelordism — jumping chaotically between anarchism and a post-ironic Stalinism, with teenage rebellion stuck on permanent default mode, fueled by high London rents, low London pay, and a nagging sense of self-righteous, insufferably graduate-class grievance. The post-2008 ec…