When the international court to judge crimes against humanity is set up, the Peter Hains of this world beware
By John Pilger - 08 January 12:00

While his more senior colleagues in Whitehall and Washington understandably fall silent on the mounting deaths in Iraq, the Foreign Office minister Peter Hain has become a strangely aggressive voice in promoting the failed and lethal embargo. Ambitious apostates are like that.

What Ken did next
By Jackie Ashley - 08 January 12:00

Is London running red with raw, rampant socialism? Hardly. So what is Livingstone up to? Jackie Ashl

A very drunken Judy yelled: "Carry on playing and I'll show you me tits!"
By Lauren Booth - 08 January 12:00

Singing carols among the local community at Christmas is the sort of pastime that exists in Hague and Blair fantasies of the perfect suburban voter lifestyle.

The New Statesman Profile - Victorian Britain
By Tristram Hunt - 08 January 12:00

Obsessed by a fear of revolution, haunted by a collapse of faith, it yet nurtured great minds, great

The New Statesman Profile - The Dome
By Michael Leapman - 25 December 12:00

In a few days, the poor thing will be gone, and the carpers won't have it to kick around any more. T

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 25 December 12:00

The Fabian Society went to a lot of trouble and laid on a seminar for Labour MPs on taxation. This was based on a report from the society's grandly titled Commission on Taxation and Citizenship, chaired by Lord Plant, and was held in Portcullis House, 50 yards from the Palace of Westminster.

Christine and Neil Hamilton are invited to parties for the guests' cruel amusement
By Lauren Booth - 25 December 12:00

The Evening Standard's Diary bash is usually a grand affair held at an imposing venue near Sloane Square in west London. This year, the venue changed and the invite had the legend: At Home "Earl Percy".

When Irish eyes are smiling, Americans smile, too
By Cristina Odone - 18 December 12:00

How I longed for an apostrophe in my youth. Whenever I was asked my name during my school years in Washington, I would watch a smile of recognition light up my interlocutor's face: "O'Done . . .

Politicians have failed in Peckham, not the people
By Darcus Howe - 18 December 12:00

Please allow me to return to the issue of Damilola Taylor. As I write, a large number of police have been unable to find any one of the perpetrators. I have been down to the estate, and found little difficulty in soliciting information from all sorts, all ages and sizes.

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 18 December 12:00

I attended Peter Mandelson's Christmas drinks party where he was reported to have described George W Bush as a Sinn Fein sympathiser. Certainly, he spent much of his time talking about American politics, and very little talking about Northern Ireland, his titular responsibility.

"What about sterilisation then?" the consultant asked the Asian woman
By Lauren Booth - 18 December 12:00

The tabloid press are still trying to convince panicky, white, Middle England that "blacks will be a majority" at some invisible point in the future. Tales of immigrants coming here to steal our jobs, of bogus asylum-seekers scrounging our benefits, crop up again and again.

Like medieval holy relics, Hollywood memorabilia multiply in order to meet the demands of the faithful
By Sean French - 18 December 12:00

In 1984, Harrison Ford was being directed by Steven Spielberg in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom at Elstree Studios on the edge of London. Stephen, an ailing boy, was invited to the set one day to watch the filming.

It would be too easy to say John Lennon died the day The Beatles split up, but it wouldn't be far from the truth
By Sean French - 11 December 12:00

Fortunately, nobody rang to ask me where I was when I heard that John Lennon had been shot, because I haven't a clue. But I do remember an interview he recorded for Radio 1 a day or so before his death. He was asked a question about the death of Elvis.

We think only of our own success; of course we walk on by
By Cristina Odone - 11 December 12:00

The Home Secretary in his suit, fastidiously dodging the Coke tins and syringes as he visits the dismal sink estate, trading platitudes as he meets members of the so-called "community", is a familiar sight on the box and in the paper.

Natty, my grandson, can sing. Damilola, alas, can't
By Darcus Howe - 11 December 12:00

I have never in years been so angry, so turned inside out in my soul, as I have in the days following the death of a baby, in life's terms - Damilola Taylor. And I am concerned, too, about his assailants, who can hardly have formed the intent to kill.

My dad was the original scouse git. Is that why I love cheap lager?
By Lauren Booth - 11 December 12:00

My honeymoon was deliberately timed to coincide with Euro 2000. The idea being that, by placing us on a remote Caribbean island, my husband could avoid what he calls my "temporary Tourette's syndrome".

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 11 December 12:00

Now that the Tories have given up any idea of winning the election, attention is turning to the succession. No, not to WilIiam Hague. To Tony Blair.

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 04 December 12:00

An extraordinary idea is gaining ground in the north-east, according to the usual sources. Unhappy Labour folk plan to revive the Independent Labour Party, the original political instrument of socialists, and put up a candidate against Peter Mandelson in Hartlepool.

Pregnancy may not be good on the CV, but it's an excellent jerk deterrent
By Lauren Booth - 04 December 12:00

Not appearing on BBC2's Despatch Box due to pregnancy-related exhaustion is, in this ruthless media world, about as acceptable as missing a deadline due to, say, depression over stretch marks.

They used to put sick cats to sleep; now they call them diabetics and tell you to give them daily injections
By Sean French - 04 December 12:00

Do you want to hear something disgusting? Don't raise your hopes. This isn't the one about me and the goat. I'll save that for when I'm really desperate for material. In fact, to many British people, it will probably be heart-warming.

The New Statesman Profile - Clive Hollick
By Melanie McDonagh - 04 December 12:00

He thought that by buying a newspaper he'd make friends and win influence. But he didn't even have a

They gave us nothing; blacks had to fight for all we have
By Darcus Howe - 04 December 12:00

From the latest British Social Attitudes survey (just published by Sage), we learn that a significant number of people believe that ethnic minorities have been treated too kindly by the elite.

The price of Vietnam being allowed to come out of isolation was the destruction of its health services
By John Pilger - 27 November 12:00

In reporting Bill Clinton's visit to Vietnam, the BBC's diplomatic correspondent declared that what the Vietnamese needed was "more economic growth". The question begged: why send a reporter all the way to Hanoi when the British ambassador would have happily propagated this line?

If I were ruler of the world, my popularity rating would be 63.3 per cent
By Lauren Booth - 27 November 12:00

''Listen, kiddo, good news," began my agent in an unexpectedly excited voice. These days, he sounds barely civil when we speak: in marketing terms, a female client recovering from childbirth is about as useful as a grounded Concorde.

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 27 November 12:00

Robin Cook's ill-tempered attack on Gordon Brown - leaked authoritatively to the Sunday Torygraph, whatever the Foreign Secretary says by way of denial - is causing a bit of a stir.

Why this girl's heart is always in the office
By Cristina Odone - 27 November 12:00

For two years, I worked as the Daily Telegraph's television critic. I had to stay inside all day, glued to my armchair and the box.

I enjoyed Billy Elliot. It was lovely and humane, and a lot like many other films I've seen
By Sean French - 27 November 12:00

Once a new art form is invented and established, an infrastructure develops to maintain it: a college to train people to do it, buildings dedicated to it, professional guilds, awards, grants. But, like anything else, art forms can become defunct.

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