Sir Ronald Harwood
The Dresser Undressed
The delicate process of writing the biography of a wary Sir Ronald Harwood
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Tame Impala fails to impress
unconquered by a
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Gary Stevenson is wrong about wealth taxes
The popular economist is irritating, but more importantly he is mistaken
Why they hated Ann Widdecombe
Fair-minded people could agree or disagree with her opinions. Left-wing bigots hated her for not abandoning them
What is wrong now was wrong before
Julia Gillard should not pretend that the “unintended consequences” of the gender debate were unknowable
Ethnic minorities are abandoning Labour
It is not just Muslim voters who have been abandoning the Labour Party
No, rent controls don’t work
Stop toying with failed ideas and build some damn houses
The (in)justice of the Equality Act
Far from guaranteeing equal treatment, the Equality Act has transformed Britain’s understanding of equality from individual rights to group identity
When can we believe what we read?
Technology can make knowing the truth more difficult — but we should always have asked more questions about what we read
The last thing Labour needs
The revival of the Terminally Ill Adults Bill threatens to consume a party already struggling to hold itself together
Saint Nicola
Nicola Sturgeon wants sympathy for her husband’s crimes—but after years spent avoiding awkward questions, her latest reinvention may be the hardest sell yet.
Labour’s battle of egos
There is little love left to lose between those plotting regicide in Downing Street
Paean to a green and pleasant land
The finest living example of that perennial English type, the countryman-writer
France’s fading yellow jersey
The Tour de France once united France, but now reflects its divisions
Sex wars, what are they good for?
On Norman Mailer, Germaine Greer and the virtues of intellectual combat
Save our green and pleasant land
It’s time to stop ruining Britain’s countryside with drab, identikit houses and instead build real places with focus, heart and purpose
The hollow men
T. S. Eliot understood contemporary politicians better than they understand themselves