Guardian
Morrissey is pop’s prophet of England
Morrissey is back. And he’s sassy as hell. At the O2 on Saturday night, the once-waifish Smiths frontman turned stocky…
Mr Bates this isn’t: The Hack reviewed
As we know, when terrestrial television has a big new hit these days, its response – once it’s got over…
Wild life
Kenya Each time I sit in St Bride’s on Fleet Street during the memorial of another friend, I look around…
Tala Halawa and the progressive media’s anti-Semitism blindspot
The tale of Tala Halawa has an ever-mounting horror to it: each sentence is more disturbing than the last. First…
Will Alan Rusbridger apologise for the Guardian’s Republican cell?
Subscribers will know that I wrote in my column for the magazine this week about the revelations by former journalist…
Why did Roy Greenslade demonise me when I accused an IRA member of rape?
Does it really matter if someone who was a newspaper editor, columnist and journalism professor has now admitted to being…
Is the Guardian practising what it preaches on climate change?
The Guardian has an advertisement today from Sainsbury’s. Nothing wrong with that; respectable paper, respectable retailer. It’s the nature of the…
What do all these evil maniacs have in common?
More bad publicity for the Islamic State’s ‘Kafir Tiny Tots and Babycare Service’. A burka-clad madwoman wandering through the streets…
What fun it will be if Trump becomes president
I suppose spite and schadenfreude are thinnish reasons, intellectually, for wishing Donald Trump to become the next American president (and…
The bad book
The decline of the Church of England has been one of the most astonishing trends in modern Britain. The pews…
Let’s pay for the BBC content we use
What follows is a proposal for reducing the BBC licence fee and improving the corporation’s output while saving the British…
The left pillories Tim Farron for his popular view
I wonder who will win the battle for Tim Farron’s soul — the Guardianistas or God? This is assuming that…
Must all Children’s Laureates be tedious lefties?
Unless you’re an avid reader of the Guardian, you’re probably blissfully unaware that Britain has a new Children’s Laureate. His…
Is suicide bombing now a Yorkshire tradition?
Where would you rather live, Dewsbury or Bradford? I ask because it seems that there are probably some good property…
Long life
My friend Alan Rusbridger has just given up editing the Guardian after a distinguished 20-year reign that has climaxed, as…
Long life
It’s June, and the country-house summer opera festivals are now in full swing. Glyndebourne, which opened the season last month,…
High life
OK. Magnanimity in victory is a sine qua non among civilised men and women, so let me not be the…
Liberal absolutism may be the worst kind of all
This week I would like you to share the deep pain of a liberal who has been called ‘right-wing’. This…
The topless feminists
Can you really fight the male gaze by exposing your breasts?
Long life
The Oldie magazine — of which, until otherwise advised, I appear to be the editor — runs an occasional article…
That’ll teach you to attempt a joke, Sean
What a pleasure it is to see the Hollywood actor Sean Penn neck deep in PC ordure. The rodentine thespian…
Why I may bail out the Guardian
One of the highlights of my week comes on a Saturday morning, when I make myself a cup of fair-trade…
They want a gender-neutral pronoun? What’s wrong with them?
They want a gender-neutral pronoun? What the hell’s wrong with them?
Why everyone, and almost no one, is Charlie
Je suis Charlie indeed. This is the problem with placards — there is rarely enough room to fit in the caveats,…
Tackling Jim Murphy
The author of a rather brilliant little book about football could just hold the key to Labour’s otherwise negligible prospects…
