What happens when students in London protest higher tuition fees? Why, the police detain them in the cold streets, of course, without arrest, access to lawyers, toilets, food or water.

It’s called kettling:

It’s the coldest day of the year, and I’ve just spent seven hours being kettled in Westminster. That sounds jolly, doesn’t it? It sounds a bit like I went and had a lovely cup of tea with the Queen, rather than being trapped into a freezing pen of frightened teenagers and watching baton-wielding police kidney-punching children, six months into a government that ran an election campaign on a platform of fairness. So before we go any further, let’s remind ourselves precisely what kettling is, and what it’s for.

I didn’t understand quite how bad things had become in this country until I saw armoured cops being deployed against schoolchildren in the middle of Whitehall. These young people joined the protest to defend their right to learn, but in the kettle they are quickly coming to realise that their civil liberties are of less consequence to this government than they had ever imagined. The term ‘kettle’ is rather apt, given that penning already-outraged people into a small space tends to make tempers boil and give the police an excuse to turn up the heat, and it doesn’t take long for that to happen. When they understand that are being prevented from marching to parliament by three lines of cops and a wall of riot vans, the kids at the front of the protest begin to moan. “It’s ridiculous that they won’t let us march,” says Melissa, 15, who has never been in trouble before. “We can’t even vote yet, we should be allowed to have our say.”

I suppose that’s what happens when you place a higher priority on maintaining an obsolete monarchy instead of drafting a constitutionally protected charter of rights. Just sayin.