I’m Sorry I Haven’t A Clue
All the world’s a stage
For Boris there’s no difficulty transitioning from panel shows to PMQs
The art of violence
High jinks in the Groucho Club are small beer when compared to the misdeeds of their artist ancestors
Unionism has to wise up
In Northern Ireland, inaction is decline
Explaining reality to Ed Miliband
You can’t ban baking and eat cake
Is Keir Starmer coming for Twitter?
A campaign group with close ties to Labour Party reportedly hopes to “kill Musk’s Twitter”
Imaginary friends
The idea of a synthetic companion that knows everything about you goes well beyond friendship
November Letters
Aiming for the rescue and rebuilding of liberal capitalism
Revising Roman rottenness
The monsters of old can teach us about the monsters of today
The soaraway success of scoops and smut
Tabloid sensibility wasn’t just about visual presentation, it was also about the way stories were written
Femcel fantasies
“The Substance” is an accidentally revealing film
Why was I the only reporter?
On the sentencing of the Rotherham grooming gang
Confessions of a Melbourne Bus-Fare Evader
I am become bus, destroyer of bourgeois class consciousness
