The New Statesman Profile - David Davis
By Jackie Ashley - 19 February 12:00

He is a businessman with the common touch, a bully, a friend of Alastair Campbell and . . . the next

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 19 February 12:00

All that truckling to Buckingham Palace by new Labour, all that pretence of caring about Princess Diana, now proves to have been futile. The royals prefer the real thing.

I have finally won a coveted award: Smoker Friendly Journalist of the Year
By Lauren Booth - 19 February 12:00

What is it with all these awards ceremonies? Funniest Politician this, Worst-Dressed Pop Star that: there are now so many fatuous types of award, celebrating so many ridiculous "achievements", that even I have received one.

How I met menacing Christians north of the border
By Darcus Howe - 19 February 12:00

There was a little boy and a little boy was he.
He ran away to Scotland the people there to see.

When Vaz invited me to meet Mandelson, I declined
By Darcus Howe - 12 February 12:00

The speculation among the heavy political pundits is that, by the time this issue of the NS reaches you, Keith Vaz will have disappeared into the cold, dark night.

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 12 February 12:00

Make of this what you will. A veteran Labour backbencher sallied forth to No 10 (don't lie, Downing Street children, I have the invitation card) for a glass or two - and was discreetly offered a peerage in return for his safe seat in the north of England.

The man from Hello! looked slightly panicky when he saw my attic flat
By Lauren Booth - 12 February 12:00

Having turned down David Frost's offer to be featured on Through the Keyhole because an ad break lasts longer than it takes to look round my current flat, I am moving again. This has proved a difficult task, made more unpleasant by estate agents. Take one local agency.

Club Med: egalite, fraternite et sexualite
By Cristina Odone - 12 February 12:00

Sun, sea and sex is not a bad formula to base your holiday on. Or a business empire. The late Gilbert Trigano made his fortune from the three S's with his Club Med holiday resorts.

I find guns, dark cages and terror on the road to Davos
By Darcus Howe - 05 February 12:00

Davos is cold. Unrelentingly so. This tiny and mildly opulent ski resort, tucked in the waistband of the Alps and close to the Austrian border, has a population numbering about 6,000. In the winter, visitors far outnumber the locals.

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 05 February 12:00

And what, Labour backbenchers are asking with a quiet terror, if the re-disgraced Peter Mandelson makes a resignation speech, on the lines of Geoffrey Howe's coup de grace to Margaret Thatcher a decade ago?

Eddie Izzard told me Mandy, dressed in bondage, was in a dungeon at No 10
By Lauren Booth - 05 February 12:00

What do the glamorous, celebrity-loving Peter Mandelson and that butch bully Alastair Campbell have in common, apart from closeness to Tony Blair? Well, both enjoy playing their public personas to the hilt.

Now Mandy has gone, will the workers get their party back?
By Cristina Odone - 05 February 12:00

In the smoke-filled working men's clubs, they are using tabloid photos of Mandy in target practice for their dart-throwing. The regulars trade jokes about Reinaldo, shirt-lifters and men in tights.

When values are rejected, a man seems no better than a dog
By Cristina Odone - 29 January 12:00

Back from a fortnight in Washington DC, and I am eager for respite from the fanaticism that runs deep in the American soul.

Despite the threat of a cutarse, I was ready to rumble
By Darcus Howe - 29 January 12:00

I continue to be the bete noire of the Trinidadians in the Caribbean and here in the UK. My younger brother visited me for Christmas and regaled the family with stories about the responses to my recent Channel 4 documentary Trouble in Paradise.

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 29 January 12:00

Small wonder that Peter Mandelson looked, according to one account, "distracted" when he gave Labour's National Executive Committee an upbeat assessment of the general election campaign last Tuesday.

"Sort it," the man said to my boyfriend, jabbing his finger at me. I was not sorted
By Lauren Booth - 29 January 12:00

From Soho to Bow and beyond, there are angry men in bars and pubs bemoaning the death of the woman who "knows how to take a joke". This fantasy female can be fondled for the price of a drink, never takes offence and still leaves a bloke with change from a fiver.

A gong for Elton?
By Stephen Smith - 29 January 12:00

Profile - Stephen Smith wonders why an old lefty is now singing for the Republicans

Greg Dyke has a serious CV in race relations
By Darcus Howe - 22 January 12:00

I was about to file my column when suspicions of murder most foul just down the road halted me in my tracks. More of that later.

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 22 January 12:00

Fresh tickles from the election front.

The pub landlord promised he would "push my face in" unless I left
By Lauren Booth - 22 January 12:00

In these parts, there are plenty of opportunities to annoy the Homeless Tsar by giving small change to the poor and/or feckless.

Why Sven should not dream of glory
By Robert Winder - 22 January 12:00

We all know that history repeats itself the second time as farce - but what does it do the fifth time? The new England manager, who is the first foreigner to coach the national team, has arrived at last, and the ingredients of a familiar drama are already falling nicely into place.

The New Statesman Profile - The Environment Agency
By Michael McCarthy - 15 January 12:00

It's always warning about floods, and nobody knows what it is. But it's set to be a big green crusad

Paul Routledge
By Paul Routledge - 15 January 12:00

It very much looks as though Tony Blair, taking victory for granted in a spring election, is turning his thoughts to a shake-up of government structure.

Women's pages proclaimed that I was a bad influence on young people
By Lauren Booth - 15 January 12:00

This year, my mantra will be: "Never apologise, never explain." This modus operandi has worked miracles for the Catholic Church over the centuries, and it hasn't done Lord Falconer any harm, either.

How Tory visitors angered Brixton's police
By Darcus Howe - 15 January 12:00

Brixton wends its weary way not quite in darkness, but with the shadow of William Hague hanging overhead. A few weeks ago, he came, he saw, but hardly conquered.

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