Columns
Traffic hazards
Driving in the uncanncy valley, Dartmoor’s cagoule warriors and the wizarding weirdness of the Rowling fandom
Don’t chuck money at foreign companies
It is wrong to hand public money to overseas firms to expand their UK operations
Playing the long game
James Anderson: the grandfather figure in the England dressing room
The haves and the have-yachts
How can we ensure our beleaguered CEOs receive the rewards they richly deserve?
The TV boss who decides what you watch
Or does he?
The madding crowd
Drunks, dames and Dahl
Ins and outs of Europe
Do Premier League clubs join in something their own fans hate?
Posthumous courting
Sometimes love can conquer even the unimpassioned proceedings of the law courts
Gods of the gantry
Motson’s death has reminded us of the enduring power of good commentary
Hard lessons in life
Novel gender identities and orientations allow people to claim to be oppressed without suffering any hardship
Let’s start a cat flap
Why do cute predators get a pass from conservationists?
The dangerous fallacy of “self-deterrence”
The concept makes little sense and could create serious risks
Office politics
There’s the joker, the slacker, and the bloke who just got fired
Green in name only
The Green Party doesn’t understand the realities of rural life
Kemi Badenoch’s “ming vase” must be shattered
The Conservative candidate should not be allowed to escape scrutiny
Hatred without end
A year on from October 7th, mutual dehumanisation and refusal of moral responsibility characterises our “debate” over the Gaza war
Why does the establishment want to harm farms?
The Government expects farmers to act as environmental agents of the state
“Scottish visas” would double down on two failed ideas
The plan offers the worst of devolution and mass migration in one policy
Why won’t Chris Whitty go away?
He lingers on — a slap-headed Rasputin whispering terrible ideas into the ears of our leaders
One of the greats
Bathos, fatalism, heartbreak: these are the pillars of a MacColl song
Why can’t there be more vampires?
Bloodsucking, in various more or less metaphorical guises, is after all opera’s happiest place
