I'm trying to work out why I'm so angry about this. It's because it feels so personal.
For decades I've given to Oxfam, donated thousands of £ of goods, bought endless items, and carefully stocked up on personalised Gift Aid stickers for my donation bags. I've bought fair trade goods and all my Christmas cards there. I've searched out Oxfam bookshops when visiting new towns.
Emotionally, what it feels like is this...
It feels like me giving of myself self-sacrifically for decades to a needy friend, who then turns round and says: 'Well, you're a hateful bigot; you want to kill the people I really care about; you're the problem with the world today', and then runs off with their trendy new group of friends, laughing and pointing back at me, saying to the new friends what a jerk I am, while I stand stunned, choked, with a tear rolling down my cheek, not understanding.
Then when other people ask the needy friend to apologise, they tell their trendy new group of friends they're sorry if they've hurt them by ever associating with me.
I almost never swear. But frankly, Oxfam: fuck you.