I sat with two of the organisers, debating whether all members of the extended Archer family were insufferably smug. “Pat and Tony can get in the sea,” one of them said, cheerfully.
And maybe, given the possibility of Brexit, even apply for an Irish passport.
Nostalgia and the socialist dream.
Gratitude for past US military assistance should not stop Britain from pursuing its own interests today.
Google's artificial intelligence machine AlphaGo has had shockingly good results - but how AI should be used remains a difficult question.
Franco-British comradeship, anarchy at Shoreditch House and French grub in the Clink.
Plus: Labour wars, sexist bores and Ashcroft's birthday bash.
The plan to transform schools into academies is just the latest evidence that this government has no coherent education policy.
Jeffrey Goldberg’s 20,000-word write-up of his series of interviews with Obama in the Atlantic makes for fascinating reading. But what does it tell us about the president's strategies?
After more than five years of being bruised and bombed, Syrians are using the downturn in hostilities to reassert themselves – and the justness of their cause.
Why do so many gays, and so many British Labour types (particularly so many gay Labourites), enthusiastically support the Democrats’ presumptive presidential nominee, Hillary Clinton?
It’s a convenient refuge for coaches and bosses across sport and business, but “they’re all leaders” is analogous with adding “executive” to everyone’s job title.
Sexist cities, Obama’s killer bathtubs and why you should be listening to the New Statesman podcasts.
On the Queen's views, Tory school reforms and the rising homeless population.
When we speak about generational angst, we should not forget that we are really talking about class, and class expectations.
In 2015 the government's Gateway programme offered 750 refugees the chance to resettle in the UK. Our writer followed one family for six months as they made the journey to England. This article won the feature writing prize at the Amnesty Media Awards in November 2016.
How a survivor of child abuse redefined the limits of athletic endurance.
The controller of Radio 4, on grumpy listeners, budget cuts and government interference at the BBC.
Tom Bower slays the former Labour prime minister in his latest biography – but is it justified?
A look at the time Charlotte Brontë spent in Brussels revelas a study in creative obsession.
First published in the New Statesman on 23 October 1920.
The Syrian artist Randa Mdah expresses the suffering of a people.
In The Man in the High Castle – now a hit Amazon series – Philip K Dick imagines a Nazi America and a world of infinite realities.
Best friends and the Brontës.
Insects are big this spring, in many different guises.
There's a reason why Ta-Nehisi Coates is currently one of the most high-profile commentators on race in the United States.
Sutherland’s book is one of the funniest and least self-righteous works on addiction that I have read in a long while.
Living in an age of progress, Bosch sent his monstrous creations hurtling back to the Dark Ages.
A Very Expensive Poison: the Definitive Story of the Murder of Litvinenko and Russia’s War With the West by Luke Harding reviewed.
In Dillard’s hands, sand is moulded into an entire world.
One of the most consistent pleasures of Levy’s fiction is her complete resistance to unthinking characters, unthinking female characters in particular.
Michael Punke's The Revenant may have informed last year's Oscar-winning film, but it is both more complex and more honest.
Ben Wheatley’s screen adaptation of Ballard's novel brings its dry wit to the fore.
Plus: why the ending of Happy Valley left me bereft.
BBC Radio 4's adaptation made it sound like Jane and Rochester were in different rooms - and worse, they changed the lines.
Patricio Guzmán's films have brought the story of his country to the world. Yet this latest film lacks the clarity so central to his previous offerings.
“And though sometimes the weather is extreme / It seems no more so than when we were young. . .”
The young are much better than I was at their age; more socially attuned, more quietly confident, and with a wider vocabulary. How they do this without reading books is a mystery to me.
A lifelong campaigner for peace and temperance, she said at an event for the Grove Retreat for Inebriate Women in 1913 that drink adverts should be “stopped in a Christian country”.
When it comes to hot cross buns, I love nibbling round the chewy cross on top like an ill-mannered five-year-old.
As the climate changes, we will mourn the clarity of the idealised spring, whose business in nature is to promote renewal after a period of rest.
Imaginative porntrepreneurs were starting to push the boundaries of what was acceptable, producing increasingly exotic titles such as Orgasms for the Over-Forties and Foreplay for Your Silver Wedding Anniversary.
Part of the fascination of Wenger’s Arsenal is the way an institution can come to resemble a dominant person, with the same blind spots and omissions.
I’ve lost count of how many vines and gifs I’ve had to peer at on a teenager’s phone. Whatever else I shared with my parents, I don’t remember sharing this many laughs.
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