Just for clarity, as we know she loves to engage in hysterical misrepresentation of what’s written here (“they said my cat was a full Maine Coon but he’s not, aren’t they obsessed sad addict hausfraus”) I was in no way comparing her to a Nazi sympathiser, rather the contemporary understanding of quisling as a term for someone collaborating with the enemy against majority interests for personal gain, as per Jack making a good living from telling the feckless poor that they could feed their families on £20 per week if only they were clever enough.
She’s not a class traitor because she was never working class in the first place to betray them.
I like to think of her as a parasitic cuckoo. She was placed in the nest of the less privileged by the establishment (her media mates, Leggy, MBE daddy) and because she’s got the loudest call and the widest open gob and the sharpest elbows she’s kicked all the actual working class chicks out from the nest and she’s guzzling down all the opportunities, pretending to be the real thing for as long as she possibly can.
Sorry for the horrendous mixing of metaphors there but you catch my drift.