A latter-day prophet predicted the triumph of trivia.
The aftermath of lockdowns may be deadlier than COVID.
Soon, those millions who voted Leave will find out what they suspected all along: it’s a big club, and they ain’t in it.
Sealed off from reality, the youth are terrified of themselves and of everything else.
According to the enlightened, babies are racist now.
The aftermath of the Amber Heard-Johnny Depp trial was an orgy of My Truth.
Within the pages of the Guardian, I habitually encounter a species of human being bearing no resemblance to those of my working-class roots.
The generation that did everything it was told to do is keen on burning down the very culture which sold them a lie.
The luxury problems of our ruling class are an insult to those facing real impositions.
“Couples Therapy” is a perfect illustration of a culture amusing itself to death.
Welcome to the end of history where everything has progressed and nothing much has changed.
The urge to save humanity is always an urge to rule over humanity.
Has a culture so empty ever been so full of itself?
Those in confederacy against reality don’t want this pandemic to end—never again will their negative personality traits purchase such power.
From their first years in school, gifted and talented kids will learn that their beautiful gifts are stolen and that they, through an accident of birth, have no right to the brain between their ears.
The problem with do-gooding is there’s always more good to do.
In the age of empowerment, rooted to the bottom are poor white boys. So much for the woke dogma of white privilege.
Enraged by those with the ability to laugh and to think, the new Puritans wish to cancel comedy.
I’m not saying all liberals are neurotic, but it appears all neurotics are liberal.
By shuffling off early, we smokers are doing the ingrates a small favor. You can live as long as you like, as long as you don’t like living.