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Boris Johnson’s attitude to the delicate political settlement on the island of Ireland can be summed up succinctly: he does not seem to care.
The government has a parliamentary majority to Leave without a delay, but not for its narrow vision of life after Brexit.
I make a point of not criticising the Queen herself but still enrage loyal Tories by referring to it all as flummery and quoting Miss Jean Brodie.
This was the silent majority finding its voice, the slow-to-anger rising up against the destruction of their values and their country.
Dressing like a librarian suddenly seems so right.
The best of human nature can be found in crowds.
Salvini had carefully planned the gathering so that its tone was more moderate than extreme.
Your weekly dose of gossip from around Westminster.
The Suede frontman on Brexit, the band’s rebirth and his self-critical memoir.
Boris Johnson’s U-turn over a border with Ireland is of a comparable scale to that of Ted Heath in 1972.
“The pain experienced when there is recognition that the place where one resides… is under immediate assault.”
Rather than being the creation of a fanatical Eurosceptic minority, Tory populism is a sign that the Conservative Party is reinventing itself again just as Britain becomes ungovernable.
To be “naturalised” as a German is an oxymoron. I am Jewish, the grandchild of Holocaust survivors. I am British, a Londoner.
Few predicted that the Irish border would become the defining issue of Brexit – but then again, the British media never really understood the Troubles.
George Steiner, Susan Sontag and the late Harold Bloom once bestrode the public realm but their reputations have faded. What does this tell us about the role of the intellectual in the internet age?
The story of 20th-century poetry teaches us that language is not a luxury: we need the right words in order to survive.
Why demonising Putin is tempting but wrong.
Wigmore and Wilde’s Cricket 2.0, Kinna’s The Government of No One, and Bhutto’s New Kings of the World.
Taking in everywhere from Fenland to the Lake District, Gloucestershire to Northumbria, The Great Flood shows that hardly any corner of this land has been unaffected by flood.
Dignity is thrillingly cast aside in this riotously entertaining book full of premium celebrity tittle-tattle.
Kate Eichorn’s new book The End of Forgetting fails to grasp the extent to which we are already haunted by our pasts.
The Booker Prize winner speaks to the New Statesman about her career and the state of modern fiction, three days after she became the first black woman to win the prize.
Actors Jenna Fischer and Angela Kinsey are watching every episode of The Office (US) for the first time since performing in it.
Plus: The Old Vic’s Lungs.
A new exhibition at the Barbican explores the vital, symbiotic relationship between cabaret and club culture and 20th-century visual art.
It would be a stretch to imagine a more pedestrian retelling of the 2003 Iraq War leak.
Writer Jack Thorn adds intensifying extra layers to his plot that other, inferior writers might consider unnecessary.
Despite the title, there aren’t many secrets to be found here.
I have botanised – the act of drifting along with the flow of the earth and its flora – in the strangest of locations: around airports and car parks, in city back-lots and on the platforms of railway stations.
A Londoner is always going to look at small market towns with skewed and suspicious vision.
I tell Galen that I found interviewing her father strangely upsetting and she says, “then we are the same.”
From 35 onwards, for most of our stars, then and now, their purpose, position and pleasures in life are over once they retire.
The author talks the Obama administration, Bill and Melinda Gates, and Charlotte’s Web.
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