Julie Burchill

A coming of age novel? Or an age of coming novel?

5 July 2014 9:00 am

At a time when feminism is grimly engaged in disappearing up its own intersection (two transsexuals squabbling over a tampon…

The only trouble with Tel Aviv – flying there doesn’t feel scary any more

21 June 2014 8:00 am

‘There’s a dark cloud rising from the desert floor/ I packed my bags and I’m heading straight into the storm/…

Rod Liddle reminds me of old women moaning on the bus

31 May 2014 9:00 am

Books by bellicose columnists with the initials R.L. are like buses — none comes along for ages, then two come…

The book that brought out the Lady Bracknell in me

3 May 2014 9:00 am

I’ve always said that speech is my second language, so naturally I’m somewhat slang-shy; I love words all written down…

A Protestant country is a free country

26 April 2014 9:00 am

A Protestant country is a free country

I’m sick of weak women being praised as ‘strong’

12 April 2014 9:00 am

When I heard that the television pundit and all-round nepot Kelly Osbourne had gone into ‘food rehab’ upon gaining weight,…

Arianna Huffington meets Madame de Menopause

12 April 2014 9:00 am

A-Huff’s career has been remarkable for the contrast between hard-headed social advancement (‘the most upwardly mobile Greek since Icarus’) and…

The joy of less sex

22 March 2014 9:00 am

I used to think nothing would ever be more important. I was wrong

The joy of online hatred

1 March 2014 9:00 am

I know it’s not for everyone, but an online bitch-fight is so bracing

Don’t you dare tell me to check my privilege

22 February 2014 9:00 am

Welcome to feminism in the age of intersectionality