Tom Millington
Tom Millington is a writer based in London
The unusual, the unsigned, the uncategorisable
Hip-hop has its place, but not necessarily on an alternative daytime radio station
Dissertations and their discontents
PhD funding is a valid subject for debate but social media mobs are not the answer
AI is a terrible poet
It has no sense for true meaning and beauty in language
The esoterica trap
We should not pollute good causes with unreliable information
Keir’s comms catastrophe
Labour’s goal is clear but its messaging is anything but
Don’t Cry for Me, Diego Garcia
A small island is in trouble, foreigners are probably up to no good, and the Tories are yomping to the rescue
The WASPI women should blame themselves
No injustice has been done to them
Food for thoughtlessness
The march of the public health puritans continues
Minimum pricing, maximum annoyance
No one wins when the minimum price for alcohol rises
Toasting a maestro
Stranded passengers emerged bewildered into the night of the living dead