Peter Wilby’s First Thoughts column.
There is certainly space in British politics for a party beyond the edge of Labour, but a left-wing alternative has yet to emerge.
What is happening in Ferguson is about more than Michael Brown and his family. It’s a shadow play of a national crisis in race relations and class repression.
Neo-Luddism began to emerge in the postwar period. First after the emergence of nuclear weapons, and secondly when it became apparent new computer technologies had the power to change our lives completely.
To mark the death of the actress, Woman’s Hour reran a thrilling 2005 conversation between Bacall and Jenni Murray.
Jim Murphy’s book combines a blokey ethos with a serious tone, and includes the Eton-smashing 1883 FA Cup final, the 1943 Spanish Cup semi-final and Robben Island’s “Makana League”.
Although the book has no plot to speak of, it keeps extending false hope, writes Leo Robson.
In Miram Toews’s new novel, the ability of literature to act as an antidote to despair is tested to the limit.
With consummate skill and subtlety John Williams not only brings Ancient Rome and the founder of its empire alive, but also shows how this alien world can illuminate our lives today.
Four leading figures make their cases for Paul, John, George or Ringo respectively.
A band like the Beatles could never make it as big as they did in our era of hyper-commercialisation and Brit School elitism.
In February 1964, then future NS editor Paul Johnson wrote an article attacking the Beatles and all they stood for. It became the most complained-about piece in the Statesman’s history.
In his new, Booker-longlisted novel, Joshua Ferris retains his title as the poet of the modern workplace, but his invented religion, Ulmism, proves to be a pretty dry excuse for a quest.
Fifty years since the height of their fame, the band’s legacy is more important than ever, writes authorised Beatles biographer Hunter Davies.
A painstakingly diligent new biography leaves Erica Wagner feeling relieved that the poet’s pornography collection is “almost entirely lost”.
In the second half, John Lennon stepped forward to the mike, thighs straining against his shiny and confining suit. He shook his locks, lowered his eyes and let me have it.
Chicken is permitted to remain on the all-you-can-eat buffet, even if it has been produced in a vast shed containing 54,000 birds. Ditto mussels.
The author and screenwriter Peter Jukes reviews two new exposés on the News of the World scandal.
Jesse Eisenberg and Dakota Fanning star as eco-warriors in Kelly Reichardt’s tense new film, two radicals who plan to blow up a hydroelectric dam.
With Peter Capaldi about to step into the Doctor’s shoes, two passionate Whovians talk to Helen Lewis about favourite companions, gender politics and missing theremins.
Because the theatrical profession generally attracts more radicals than reactionaries, these performances tend to be rallies for the Yes campaign.
The original calls for garlic, spring onion, piccalilli, capers and wine, plus two American spice blends, parsley, grated apple, Cheddar and carrots, shredded ham, soy sauce and tomato.
In front of me was the most lurid tableau I’d ever seen: a vast glass case housing myriad individual little scenes from fairy tales, each one illustrated by posed figurines and ditsy bits of model-making.
Dr Phil Whitaker’s Health Matters column.
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