the elites
Jordan Peterson and the condescension of Times columnists
20,000 people paying to watch a philosophy lecture is cause for celebration not scorn
The myth of the emotionally unstable populist voter
It’s time that smug pseudo-centrists had more humility
How Britain could change course on mass migration
Imagining a positive respectability cascade
Don’t be a robot! Think for yourself!
Britain has a fine tradition of autodidacticism, so why not forget university and pick up a book?
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The martyrdom of Young Bob
On ebbing power of the political influencer
Why has Keir Starmer been so unpopular?
He was the perfect embodiment of a failing system
Grooming gangs and the truth
We should not give ammunition to deniers of the grooming gangs scandal
How religion shapes football fandom
The meaning of football is intertwined with the meaning of faith
Babies need women
Leaving children with only men who are not their parents is foolish and dangerous
Eine kleine Berlinermusik
Berlin! Berlin! Berlin! (Bis); Love Maps (TXYart)
Nigel Farage, community leader
The logic of multiculturalism is turning on its architects
This apology for a political comedy
Amusing as a war crimes trial, and seems to last twice as long
The battle between sacred and profane
When the divine law appears to clash with our sense of justice, can it truly be considered divine?
On Britain as a capitalist command economy
It is neither neoliberal nor socialist but a secret third thing
A culture of death
Street gangs and online provocation are fuelling a morbid subculture in British life
Surrogacy is not a human right
Noble principles are being twisted to prop up an exploitative ideology
Class war in the upper house
The end of the Lords’ ancient
right to resolve peerage disputes
is the latest casualty of Labour’s
constitutional vandalism
Manic and messianic
The Resistible Rise of Arturo Ui, Royal Shakespeare Company
Where is Britain’s vision?
Modern Britain has acquired a lack of national purpose, except for policies that are self-harming
Plant sentience
Pollination, long treated as a largely mechanical transaction, begins to look more like a dialogue