Seymour Silk
Seymour Silk is a writer, and neighbour of Dominic Cummings.
The ecstasy of sanctimony
In defence of Dominic Cummings, by his neighbour
Existential questions
The Conservative Party has to come up with some compelling answers if it is to survive
Killing with kindness
Cull of the Wild: Killing in the Name of Conservation. By Hugh Warwick
Whither the RIBA’s drawings?
Maverick John Harris embarked on the closest Britain has ever got to an architecture museum
Cancellation of a Brazilian artist
Dissenting opinions on transgenderism can inspire attempts to erase careers
Is fat a feminist issue?
Accepting your body is a selective exercise for some progressives
Why did the Eye look away?
Surely a title known for investigative journalism would be concerned by a series of trans scandals
PMQs of the Apes
You Maniacs! You blew it up! Ah, damn you! God damn you all to hell!
Why are our politicians afraid of politics?
The depoliticisation of policy should concern us all
Of course we need opera
Click-hungry editors should stop enabling philistinism
Gove away
Sentimental tributes to the outgoing Tory overstate his political virtues