ou could be forgiven for thinking President Trump is all but certain to join that regrettable cadre of one-term presidents. Those paltry polls. The “mostly peaceful” protestors seething in the streets. The clock is running out for the Bad Orange Man. The experts are settled. The greatest economy in American history lay banjaxed by yet […]
t’s fitting in this year of fires, floods, pandemics, and protests, that Bono would say something sensible. Usually, whatever the U2 frontman has to say is about as welcome to my ear canal as the flesh-eating screwworm, an African parasite so invasive its demented host often commits suicide. Which I would imagine is how locked-down […]
t’s a crying shame the pubs are closed here in Britain. One of my favorite pastimes is whiling away hours listening to the cider-sodden theories of affable, and perhaps mental, people. Those who clot outside the pub as the morning breaks aren’t usual, or boring. You wouldn’t call them ordinary. Less discerning newspapers call them […]
t appears those who peacock their open-mindedness and compassion also wish death on those with whom they disagree. British Prime Minister Boris Johnson spent a few challenging days in intensive care while his unborn baby lays in the womb. His chances of seeing that child were only 50-50 on Sunday. The “tolerant” among us hoped […]
t’s perhaps surprising to learn just how many of one’s fellow citizens would thrive in modern-day Belarus or latter-day East Germany. The Great British lockdown this week has given succor to those inclined to the petit tyrannies common to countries of our curious pity. Facebook groups have sprung up, leaping with the caps-locked indignations of […]
ell, at least we all now know that eating bats is not the delightful culinary jamboree we had assumed. What about you? Not even remotely curious to clench your teeth into a little pangolin? The poor creature might resemble a poodle wrapped in tree bark, but its scales possess “healing powers,” if you believe that […]
I’ve worn my thumbs down to spiky bone. To be a good sport, over the last week I have given traumatized progressives exactly what they want. I’ve dutifully succumbed to the commands of the mad, the demands of the jilted. “If you voted for Boris Johnson, delete me as a friend!” Because of X and […]
It appears that social media is not the real world. Indeed, contrary to the predictions I read there, the most seismic election in British history was not even close. Boris Johnson on Friday morning returned as Great Britain’s prime minister atop a landslide of voters whom the progressive Left abandoned long ago. The results are […]
The most edifying feature of our reluctant election here in the United Kingdom is the welcome tempering of that modern scourge—the three-month Christmas. There is no time for gaudy festive jingles or silly hats. Instead, we British have engorged on an all-you-can-eat buffet of political crazies, weirdos, strangelings, and madpeople. In an orgy so lurid, […]
Just one week has passed during the most substantial election perhaps ever. And, already a confirmed fatality. Not a real one. Nor a significant one. But, a fatality nonetheless. That fatality is me. Apparently. The cause of my untimely death? A meme. A fairly innocuous one at that. Yes, modern life is digital. Unreal, in […]
In a world in which men crown themselves champions in women’s sports, an exciting cultural mutation churns. Turkeys, long considered to harbor a grave and considerate suspicion of the festive season, last week voted for Christmas. A modish progression. After twice blocking an election, and refusing to help pass Boris Johnson’s Brexit deal, Labour last […]
In a world in which men crown themselves champions in women’s sports, an exciting cultural mutation churns. Turkeys, long considered to harbor a grave and considerate suspicion of the festive season, last week voted for Christmas. A modish progression. After twice blocking an election, and refusing to help pass Boris Johnson’s Brexit deal, Labour last […]
Boris Johnson made history last week. That history didn’t last long—15 minutes to be precise. After taking over as prime minister just 93 days ago, Boris, like President Trump, was written off by our betters as an idiot, a chancer—he even has a predilection for dewy, tautly-compressed women. The horror! Like Trump, Boris came through. […]
It is almost a moral imperative to read any book Salem-ed by the types that shamble across the pages and pixels of The Guardian. You just have to. French novelist Michel Houellebecq, l’enfant terrible, returns with a treatise which The Guardian describes as the last cry of the pitiful white male. He has form. Houellebecq’s […]
Nothing says “End Capitalism” quite like queuing up for lunch at McDonald’s. Then again, nothing makes much sense in the formerly serious country of Great Britain. Those revolutionaries, exercising suspiciously lax working hours, moments before implored all with chants of “Beef equals grief!” Which rhymes, and is therefore, profound. London this week crumpled into a […]
At risk of sounding like a tiresome Twitter progressive whose made-up child readily espouses the grandest of witticisms, I offer this: My nephew, all of 8 years old, has joined the ranks of contrarians, skeptics, ruffians, and rogues. Or, perhaps, he just doesn’t buy whatever Greta Thunberg and her shameless handlers are peddling. Upon seeing […]