Laurie Penny is a contributing editor to the New Statesman. She is the author of five books, most recently Unspeakable Things.
Beauty is about class, money, power and privilege - and it always has been.
It’s not just about Jimmy Savile, or Stuart Hall, or the BBC, or the Socialist Workers’ Party, or two American high-schoolers crying in court, or three young women chained in a basement in Ohio, or one dead girl in a hospital in Delhi. After too long, pe
After the financial crash of 2008, Iceland refused to bail out its banks and overthrew its government. But five years on, has its flirtation with an alternative to austerity ended?
Do we need to mourn every lost job without further comment, even in an industry that’s becoming toxic?
Would you sign up for a perilous journey, knowing that you’ve got just one shot at making the human race a bit better, a bit braver?
The left have been painted as tasteless, heartless people trying to make political capital out of Thatcher’s death. Only the government is allowed to do that, says Laurie Penny.
By 70, will I be screeching about immigrants from an enormous throne made of my clippings?
The pictures from Steubenville don’t just show a girl being raped. They show that rape being condoned, encouraged, celebrated. What type of culture could possibly produce such pictures?
The left has no monopoly on political correctness. Just try being rude about Margaret Thatcher. Right now, the list of things we’re not allowed to say about the rich and powerful is getting longer - and not just for professional writers.
From Trump to Brexit, the world is changing fast - and we need intelligent, incisive journalism more than ever.
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