Earlier this month, the front page of the Trinidad and Tobago Mirror - in which I once had a column titled "Without Malice" - was headlined "Join the Jihad". It had a huge picture of Hasan Anyabwile, described as a former head of security for the Islamic group Jamaat al-Muslimeen.
Reading about David Yelland, the editor of the Sun, recently, you could be forgiven for thinking that the left-wing press, and some of the right, had discovered a previously unknown, bald, beardless Bin Laden lieutenant.
For those of you who regard yourselves as being on the left, there is a word with which you might not be too familiar, and that word is "victory". The left is accustomed to noble defeats.
Every time a character in Snatch repeated the film's catchphrase, "I fuckin' 'ate pykies", Tim, sitting next to me, gasped with mirth. "Me too, me too," he tittered.
All is not well in our northern towns. We are told that there is a rush among Muslims to disrobe of their traditional garb. More than 300 racial attacks have been recorded in the past week.
The price of a cup of coffee at the Sheraton, Doha, is $10. It is a classic case of short-term profit maximisation at the cost of potential long-term damage to the Sheraton brand.
While the bombs fall on Afghanistan, unnoticed dirty work is afoot in Gibraltar. The Foreign Office is secretly cooking up a deal with Madrid for the future of the Rock, and Jack Straw is too busy reliving the 1930s to bother with the issue.
The moment has come to think the unthinkable. Well, actually, the moment came when I was lying in bed this week listening to the Today programme.
He wants the press shackled and the Lords turned into a selectocracy. Who can stop the chief of Tony
If you want to see the nation state holding out against the forces of globalisation, look at the international airline industry.
Seventeen words uttered by Rupert Murdoch the other day sent a chill through Downing Street. "If our newspapers were anti-Labour, perhaps Blair wouldn't worry so much about looking after his friends," he said menacingly at BSkyB's annual general meeting in London.
David Blunkett has proved to be quite unlike his predecessor at the Home Office, who lost all traces of liberalism. Marijuana, as far as Jack Straw was concerned, was a vile herb; its consumption would lead to harder drugs. This argument was disproved about 35 years ago.
No longer a dippy hippy, she's created a multimillion-pound industry and has earned the blessing of
At a seminar in the suitably "starry" Sugar Reef restaurant in central London, journalism students and wealthy lawyers debated the question: "Should celebrities have their privacy protected?" The panel had been carefully assembled to allow representatives from the various camps to have their say
David Blunkett plainly knows there is a war on - the one between him and Gordon Brown to succeed Field Marshal Tony Blair. He was spotted at a conspiratorial dinner with Peter Mandelson in Westminster the other day, deep in discussion on the future of the world.
Prime Minister Blair is planning a press conference next week similar to the one held last month by President Bush to unveil the faces of the most dangerous men in the war against terrorism.
As relationships become ever more complex, friends have admitted that in their homes, even the human/pet status quo is being threatened by New Age thinking. Pets are being treated more and more like little people.
Wow, once again it appears that the US and UK bombers have all the pinpoint precision of a Jackson Pollock painting and all the laser-guided accuracy of a penalty taken by Gareth Southgate.
Gordon Brown is both the most cerebral and the most unashamedly populist of modern chancellors.
Trinidad and Tobago falls deeper into political crisis by the hour. The government could no longer command a majority in parliament. The opposition was certain to win a vote of no confidence. The president could then have invited the opposition leader to form a government.
Nato's Article 5, which declares that an injury to one member is an injury to all, was swiftly invoked after the attack on America. The less well-known Article 6, which decrees that Lord Robertson is not at home for hostilities during the weekend, is also operational.
It is said that the first casualty of war is truth. It was, in fact, the Sun's page three girl. The general rule appears to be: when our boys are about to go in, our girl goes back.
The issue of faith schools has been buried beneath the rubble of the twin towers and the bombing of Afghanistan. New Labour is keen to have faith schools piloted and encouraged in the inner-city areas.
The women were slumped despondently in plastic chairs and pointedly ignored the little ones smashing Lego a few feet away. The youngest mum noticed me hovering in the doorway and waved me over.
If people were not being killed and beginning to starve, the American attack on Afghanistan might seem farcical. But there is a logic to what they are doing. Read between the lines and it is clear that they are not bombing large numbers of the Taliban's front-line troops. Why?
Profile - Antonia Quirke on Hollywood's figurehead for the corruption of stardom
Just when you think the Jeremy Thorpe scandal scam has been exhausted, you hit fresh pay dirt. Quite literally.
The four words that summed up the financial excesses of the late 1990s were "private equity" and "venture capital".
The Railtrack debacle is a once-in-a-parliament rite of passage for this government; and it might just help Tony Blair come to terms with his party's nationalising past.
Whatever else you may think of Anne Robinson, she gives good headline. In the course of the Daily Telegraph's serialisation of her autobiography, Memoirs of an Unfit Mother, she managed to hit every tabloid button.