Yeah, exactly this! In turn it lead on to taking A Level politics at college. A politics class in Wigan just after the 97 election was only going to go one way politically, even without it being taught by a loud, charismatic Old Labourite - I hung off every word she said for two years to the point where my parents clearly started to resent her influence.
It was an easy decision tbf. The Tories were totally on the ropes at that point & nobody wanted anything to do with them - they seemed to represent everything naff, corrupt and old. Although the teacher was a leftie, she enjoyed taking the piss out of us/playing devil’s advocate/possibly being half serious and kept saying if we wanted careers in politics, we should all go & join the Tory party now as they’d bite your hand off. Any youngsters showing interest in them would get fast tracked up the party & they wouldn’t be out of power forever. I cant imagine anyone in the class did. I remember a couple of years later starting university & seeing a Conservative stall at the fresher’s fair. I couldn’t believe such a thing would exist & was in amazement that students were willing to show their faces in public and man it. I kept thinking what the hell is wrong with them? I still struggle with that sentiment now if someone (especially a young person) identifies as being an actual Tory.
Another formative sixth form politics experience was some event we went down to London for. One of the speakers was John Redwood and at the end of his speech he did a Q&A. There were hundreds of teenagers in there, so it clearly took some nerve to even put your hand up & ask a famous politician a question. One girl asked for clarification about something he’d said (possibly about Maastricht or something?). He sneered at her and said he’d thought the answer to her question was so obvious that he hadn’t thought it needed spelling out in his main talk. It was a proper Michael Owen/Neville Southall “Well done, he’s 13” moment and forever cemented Redwood and his party as a bunch of smug, superior twats in my mind.
I’m not really much of a participant or particulatly close follower of the intricacies of party politics now tbh, but it was an important grounding in principles and values that stayed with me. I knew from there that I wanted to build a career with some kind of social mission in public services and try to make some kind of difference that way. The likes of the Manics and student politics are the reason after graduating I found an entry level job with an NHS provider, and resolved to work my way up from there, and the reason that nearly 15 years on I’m still here.