Eleanor Margolis is a freelance journalist, whose "Lez Miserable" column appears weekly on the New Statesman website.
In the 2016 political shit show, I’m treating every minor unfairness as a mini-Brexit.
A simple guide to facing offensive family members over the festive break.
Portraits of gay celebrities, politicians and sports stars line the walls in a new exhibition called Speak Its Name!, marking 50 years of advances in gay rights.
Eleanor Margolis wonders if she would feel comfortable placing a bet on the outcome of the French election.
My only advice to those, like me, worrying about the possible impact of the president-elect on gay rights is to use humour to counteract the gloom.
An increasing number of women are reportedly shunning post-mastectomy restorative surgery on their chests.
In the UK, we are lucky enough to be able to visit Oscar Wilde’s prison cell and view it as a throwback.
A charitable initative to encourage sufferers to knit a Christmas jumper signalling their condition is well-intentioned but way off the mark.
Maybe just don’t grab her at all?
A new creepy "killer clown" craze is distracting us from the real horror in our midst.
From Trump to Brexit, the world is changing fast - and we need intelligent, incisive journalism more than ever.
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