Imagine two members of a political party. Both are GPs. Both are local councillors. Both care deeply about the environment. One raises cautious concerns about the medicalisation of children and questions the political use of hate crime statistics. The other dips into a patient’s medical records to dig out her number and ask her to the pub. Now, guess which one was shown the door.

The Green Party has expelled Dr Pallavi Devulapalli, their former health spokesperson, now an independent councillor in West Norfolk.

Last June, Dr Devulapalli dared to voice support for the Cass Review, an evidence-led analysis of the treatment of children who are distressed about their sex. When asked about an apparent rise in LGBTQ hate crime and the Party’s stance on single-sex spaces, she replied that there was “something mischievous in the air — to make those out to be an issue”. For these opinions, the GP was reported, suspended, and placed under investigation.

Her final offence was attending a Christmas bash with friends, later rebranded by party apparatchiks as an “official event” to make the charges stick. Dr Devulapalli tells me the disciplinary panel ignored repeated emails confirming the gathering was private and informal. “It feels like they were desperately looking for an excuse — any excuse — to expel me. The decision feels politically motivated: to silence me, and stop me influencing other members. There’s a warning here to all Green members: toe the line, or else.”

Meanwhile, just last month, Greens loyally stood by Richard Dean, who was elected as a councillor in the Gloucestershire town of Dursley. Yet in 2018, the GP was formally warned by a medical tribunal for misusing confidential patient records to invite a woman to the pub. The local Green Party is aware of the warning placed on his file, an official told the local paper “He has our full support.” It seems voicing concerns about trans ideology ends your political career in the Greens. But snooping through a woman’s medical file, apparently gets a pass.

Despite strong local election results and polls suggesting one in five Britons would consider voting Green in the future, some within the party seem intent on turning a renaissance into a ruin. Dr Devulapalli is just the latest in a long line of members forced out for expressing gender-critical views. Over the past decade there have been multiple revolts and internal disputes over the championing of gender self-ID and promotion of trans-identifying men to women’s roles within the party. Now an independent, Devulapalli is considering legal action.

Yet even after coughing up £250,000 in legal fees when former deputy leader Shahrar Ali successfully sued for discrimination over his gender-critical stance, the Greens haven’t paused to reflect. Ironically, in embracing the idea of gendered souls the Greens now find themselves aligned with oil giants, banks, and pharmaceutical companies who fly the “progress pride” flag. Indeed, there’s no vision quite so individualistic as the “self-made” man or woman, courtesy of hormones and silicon. It is the antithesis of community-minded environmentalism.

What the Green Party is engaged in is best described as institutional self-harm. Trans ideology doesn’t merely infect organisations, it compels them to turn on their own and against their foundational values. That’s how rape crisis centres ended up run by activists who brand traumatised women as bigots, children’s charities began gleefully tearing down safeguarding, and doctors lost sight of their duty to do no harm.

And politics is not immune. Nicola Sturgeon’s devotion to self-ID helped sink her premiership. Meanwhile, Starmer’s repeated trips over “womanly willies” revealed him to be untrustworthy. The regurgitation of trans activist talking points has ruined reputations and legacies far larger than the Greens. Dr Devulapalli won’t be the last to be ousted. But if the Greens don’t change course soon, the real loss won’t just be principled members — it’ll be any remaining shred of credibility. Today, it seems the Green Party is too busy striking matches under its own members to remember that it once cared about the planet burning.

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Josephine Bartosch is assistant editor at The Critic and co-author of the forthcoming book Pornocracy.

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