He forgot, though, that he was from the other side of the tracks. He wasn't part of the smarm and crumpets set. He wasn't one of the gang. He wasn't a club member.
But, he thought he could get away with acting like he was part of the club.
Membership has its privileges. He wasn't a member. End of story.
Now, he's trying to play the Sincere Reformer, who's Attacked for Shining the Light of Truth. Well, if he wanted to play that role, he should have lived like a choirboy before it came to this. Instead, all I see is a guy with dirt on his hands trying to throw up a lot of mud and hope some of it sticks to the ring of "enemies" that's closing in on him.
Unfortunately for him, his attackers are club members, and they're simply going to close ranks and snuff him out like a pesky bug.