Social Media
Beware the crisis crisis
Constant catastrophism is destroying our brains
The West’s self-defeating sanctions
America and its allies are committing geo-political suicide for no discernible gain
Britain, 2049
You’ll own nothing, and you won’t be particularly happy about it
Should the police censor music?
Drill music presents itself as the soundtrack of liberation, but it’s dangerously mired in gang violence
From Worms to woke
The resemblance between woke and the Reformation goes beyond means to content
A death sentence for freedom online
The Online Safety Bill won’t make us the “safest country to be online” — just the most boring
Manager or meme?
Is Musk’s takeover of Twitter a good thing, a disaster, or just very funny?
Islamism, not social media, killed David Amess
Why won’t MPs and ministers speak frankly about the motives for his murder?
The Curious Case of RS Archer
What is it about fake online identities that is so appealing?
The death of Ideals
TikTok, goblin mode, and the end of Platonism
Out of power for half a century
As the Conservatives face the prospect of a long spell in opposition, they must heed the lessons of their predecessors
Inflation and inflated expectations
To understand inflation, we must understand different kinds of inflation
Stick ‘em up
Has the culture war been won?
Tierless? (Starmer’s version)
Taxpayer-funded escorts for celebrities, criminal neighbours for normal Brits
The expensive problem with the minimum wage
Higher wages for some, perhaps, but joblessness for others
Farewell, knights errant of the road
Once one of London’s most distinctive tribes, cycle messengers are a dying breed
Make high culture popular again
We need to face the music and embrace the highbrow
A Chancellor should be a fine thing
The University of Oxford’s Chancellor election has descended into farce
Murders of 2024
Jeremy Black reviews the best (and worst) murders from the last year
Progressive realism
Can Labour’s new foreign policy doctrine work in our troubled world?
Why can’t there be more vampires?
Bloodsucking, in various more or less metaphorical guises, is after all opera’s happiest place
