Feminism
For the fellas
In What Do Men Want?, Nina Power crafts a peace treaty between the sexes
Spare me the hashtag feminism
The feminist fix: Tweets are no substitute for making real change
The Fear and the loathing
When trans activists target your job
Sexists in gay armour
The feminist fix: If transwomen are women, why do so many men listen to them?
Under his eye
The new women’s safety app is the logical endpoint of feminism’s culture of fear
Unpaid and unappreciated
The feminist fix: It’s time to end the amnesty on male slobs
Forty years a politician
Harriet Harman’s legacy will forever be tainted by her blinding ideology
In praise of reality
2021 turned the tide on the gender critical debate — and reality won
Self-harm in sheep’s clothing
The feminist fix: At least Schlafly did not pretend to be one of us
Right off track
Women deserve better than a half-baked poster campaign
Stop blaming Brexit for Britain’s economic ills
It is not only wrong — it distracts us from our real problems
Off with the fairies
Unsurprisingly, the most brilliant of all English music-theatre pieces are mostly overlooked
On She/Her Majesty’s Secret Service
Yousaf resigns and Lavery is maligned in another weird week of Scullionbait
All smoke and no fire
An Impact Assessment on prohibiting cigarettes is unconvincing
God save The Kinks
How did four ornery lads rearing up from the post-war English underclass become national treasures?
Canals go national
Canals gave Britain a single national economy, one that connected resources, factories, population centres and ports
A real pea souper
Rivers of filth bear our merry band to the grotesque wonders of Dickensian London
Crocodile Keir
For all of Sunak’s shoddy timing, Starmer’s opportunism was pathetic
The case for Christian converts
Don’t let allegedly bogus conversions cause you to forget that real ones exist
We are the cultural Norns
Here, at last, is a mind-expanding podcast that is the antidote to everything the wretched Arts Council stands for
The fixtures that forged a nation
Even if you loathed sport, you could enjoy this book — which is why it can both delight and frustrate
