Not, you will be glad to hear, Peter Mandelson's life story, but a book by Theodore Dalrymple, pen name of a doctor, now retired and emigrated in disgust, who used to work in a large hospital and prison in Birmingham. Working as both a doctor and a shrink, he spent a big slice of is life observing the underclass in its misery, violence and general revoltingness. From the baby-machine mothers with their black eyes and council flats, to the rat-faced petty criminals who impregnate, terrorise and abandon them, he has built up a depressing but revealing picture of the causes of the formation of the British underclass. Best read in small chunks as to read the whole thing in one go is profoundly depressing. Having previously taught at a British university, I would agree with him about the overeducated fools who insist on the purity of their ideology and damn the consequences (largely because their status allows them to avoid the consequences).