BY TARQUIN SUTHERLAND It’s a larf, innit? As any sane person knows, those that fail to appreciate the sheer absurdity of the accident of their own birth – or worse, wilfully ignore it – are either the dullest of self-aggrandising morons or overt fascists of one stripe or another and most usually an unedifying combination of the two. Here in Britain we have a long, … Continue reading Marxists Can’t Laugh
BY SAM HOOPER Britain will always be home to me. I will never renounce my citizenship, even though I will now proudly take American citizenship and become a joint citizen of the other country to which I feel love and loyalty when I become eligible to do so. But speaking strictly from the perspective of someone who thinks about policy and writes about politics more … Continue reading Sam’s Lament
BY LAURENCE FITZGERALD “I’ve had an epiphany,” said Blondie after one of her nights out, “It all makes sense now.” This isn’t unusual after a night of heavy drinking, I’m sure you’ll agree – it’s that intoxicating mix of lack of sleep, still being pissed and the fractured carousel like recall of the previous evening – a merry-go-round of sticky table tops, streetlights and cackling … Continue reading A Narrow Escape
