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The big fat lie about cholesterol
Though I’m not generally big on banning stuff, there’s one substance I would prohibit without a moment’s hesitation — probably on…
The big fat lie about cholesterol
Though I’m not generally big on banning stuff, there’s one substance I would prohibit without a moment’s hesitation — probably on…
Good luck finding goodies and baddies in Iraq
If there’s a bright spot in the murky mess of Iraq, it’s that finally we have a war that it…
À la recherche du tea perdu
Every summer this magazine invites some of its (randomly selected) subscribers to tea in the garden. Every Englishman loves tea…
À la recherche du tea perdu
Every summer this magazine invites some of its (randomly selected) subscribers to tea in the garden. Every Englishman loves tea…
The Birmingham ‘Trojan Horse plot’ is — like WMD — a neocon fantasy
I can remember where I was when Colin Powell presented to the United Nations his evidence for the existence of…
Once Scotland votes, it's England's turn for a constitutional crisis
Before David Cameron heads off for his summer holiday, he’ll be presented with a first draft of the Tory manifesto…
Now even Fifa’s dinosaurs have learned to cry racism
Are all white women really prostitutes who should be avoided, as some children at those schools in Birmingham were apparently…
Don’t blame the Guardian if criminals are getting better at hiding online. Blame iTunes and Netflix
I wouldn’t wish to deny that all drug dealers and crime lords read the Guardian. Indeed, check the circulation figures,…
The internet is broken – and we can no longer do without it
‘The internet is broken,’ a corporate chieftain told me last week. It was an arresting remark, but he did not…
The web’s petty restrictions make anarchists of us all
I wouldn’t wish to deny that all drug dealers and crime lords read the Guardian. Indeed, check the circulation figures,…
This ‘Islamist conspiracy’ is WMD all over again
Listen http://traffic.libsyn.com/spectator/TheViewFrom22_12_June_2014_v4.mp3 I can remember where I was when Colin Powell presented to the United Nations his evidence for the…
Nigel Farage is becoming a moderniser
There are many words that you might associate with Nigel Farage, but moderniser probably isn’t one. Yet the Ukip leader…
Did anyone really think that Qatar won the World Cup fairly?
I suppose the appalling shock to the soul that was occasioned by the allegation that Qatar bribed its way to…
Jean-Claude Juncker is stale, grey and likes his booze. That's why Cameron should back him
David Cameron is surely right to think that Jean-Claude Juncker is not the man to relieve the European Union’s woes,…
Why don't my generation care if Britain fails?
In my late thirties, I have become patriotic. It’s one of those things that’s happened with age, like cooking to…
Does Ukip believe in anything any more?
I’m worried about Ukip. It’s possible that my concerns are entirely misplaced but let me give you some examples of…
I salute the wisdom of young Scots on independence (they’re voting No, by the way)
It’s a constant theme of this column that today’s young need to stop whingeing about their prospects and get on…
Ukip needs an ‘-ism’ – and I know just the one
Listen http://traffic.libsyn.com/spectator/TheViewFrom22_5_June_2014_v4.mp3 I’m worried about Ukip. It’s possible that my concerns are entirely misplaced but let me give you some…
Confessions of a thirtysomething patriot
In my late thirties, I have become patriotic. It’s one of those things that’s happened with age, like cooking to…
Labour has proved that it speaks for London – and nowhere else
So, now almost all the votes have been counted — except for those in the Islamic Republic of Tower Hamlets, where…
The truth about being a politician’s child
It was a Friday morning in 1992, Britain had just had an election, and I was on an ice rink.…
Fight Thomas Piketty or face a mansion tax
The postman at the door is stooped by his burden like an allegorical statue of Labour Oppressed by Capital. His…
The pitfalls and privileges of being a politician’s child
It was a Friday morning in 1992, Britain had just had an election, and I was on an ice rink.…