Journalism
Britain needs eccentric thought
Lewis Goodall is wrong about the “radicalisation” of the Tory right
Don’t forget Nicola Sturgeon’s nodding dogs
The SNP have been enabled by uncritical British media
The curious case of the “Gaylor” affair
Whatever the framing, the sexuality is the story
The disingenuous anti-vax blame game
People have short memories about the MMR scare
Where is the media scrutiny of surrogacy?
The Pope is concerned but journalists seem indifferent
Against the imaginary conservative friend
Left-wing and liberal journalists should stop appealing to “true” conservatism
Jordan Peterson and the condescension of Times columnists
20,000 people paying to watch a philosophy lecture is cause for celebration not scorn
Denying sex change is not a crime
Despite what you may have heard from Kay Burley
Attack of the Hydies
How the Tillies and the Lillies are transforming right-wing newsrooms
The opportunistic assault on GB News
This is an attempt to shut down the competition
Folly, fantasy and Britain’s defence crisis
Britain has spent scarce resources in support of the fantasy of “Global Britain”
Gothic staging
The Turn of the Screw, Coliseum
Should we feel pity for the Pelicot accused?
To have endured pain does not excuse inflicting pain
Have we been barking up the wrong tree?
Mark Rowlands believes that humans have a lot to learn from dogs
The grim quasi-religious doctrine of “unconscious bias training”
Baroness Royall’s commitment to the idea should concern Oxford students, academics and administrators
In defence of the stiff upper lip
Emotional reserve in public does not mean neglecting our interior lives, it means being serious about them
Food for thoughtlessness
The march of the public health puritans continues
History unmakers
Our national treasures are morbid symptoms of a country in decline
How should we teach about the Holocaust?
Keir Starmer’s social engineering aims seem ill-conceived
Suella all along
You can achieve anything if you don’t take the credit
Are all Christians monks?
George Guiver’s book exudes down-to-earthiness, bordering on irreverence
