Articles by Christopher Gage

Petit Tyranny

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 […]

Friendship in the Aftermath of Reality

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 […]

Britain’s ‘Red Tory’ Future

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 […]

Britain’s Great Emotional Divide

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, […]

The P.C. Election

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 […]

The People vs. Parliament

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 […]

The People vs. Parliament

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 […]

15 Minutes of History on a Once Glorious Isle

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. […]

Suicide in the West

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 […]

Brexit, Again and Again and Again

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 […]

Brexit Agonistes

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 […]

The Baba Anoush

A couple who named their child after a bougie Middle-eastern dip favored among Great Britain’s woke classes have decided not to reveal the gender of their child. Chanti Annette Humphrey and Jake England-Johns have even kept secret for one-year the sex of 14-month-old Anoush from the knowledge of their doubtlessly proud parents. Yes, the Baba […]

Whose Democracy Is It Anyway?

Certain images possess an unshakeable power. They crystallize a moment in history with greater strength than the millions of words which follow. “Napalm girl” running for her life down a dirt road in Vietnam. The eerie calm of New York City firemen traipsing upward toward death in the Twin Towers on September 11. Another picture, […]

A Fine Mess for the Moment

It comes to something when the one of the most serene and sensible of political voices stems from a newspaper dedicated to the violent overthrow of capitalism. Yet, The Morning Star—Britain’s only Communist newspaper, and once reliant on bulk orders from the Soviet Union—this week offered much in the way of common-sense; a commodity vanishingly […]

Rediscovering the Soviet Art of Telling a Joke

Dave Chappelle, cigarette dangling from his gape, hands a swooning youngish lady in the front row a jangling highball. With a smile: “Bill Cosby says ‘Hello.’” Raucous laughter. That was just three years ago. And that joke, the most sanguine of the night’s offering, barely registered on the radar of the Woke. His new Netflix […]