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I wonder if London — or any of the great cities — will ever be the same again?
I wonder if London — or any of the great cities — will ever be the same again?
A certain post-apocalyptic milieu prevails throughout the nation’s capital
P.J. Clarke’s is open again, the masks are off, the brews are cold, the regulars are back
The then-New York Times science writer compared us unfavorably to the average Chinese who ‘behaved incredibly heroically’
For more than a year now the young have borne the burden when their elders freaked out over COVID
The situation feels worse now than it did at the outset of the pandemic
Men can be just as totalitarian, petty, shrewish, haranguing and busybodied as women
Attention-shy couples can elope guilt-free, while bridezillas get to be bossier than ever
Hats off to the Orange Tree Theatre in Richmond. They’ve discovered a new form of racism. Some people say we have enough ethnic division already but in south-west London they’re gagging for more apparently. A new play, Prodigal, examines the prejudice endured by a Ugandan chap whose mother moved to London when he was a child and whose younger siblings are British. Family tensions depressed him. ‘You all made me feel ugly,’ he moans. The shifty whinger has returned home after his mother’s death in order to cheat his family out of an insurance pay-off. It’s remarkable to see a drama that reinforces a damaging stereotype but the author, Kalungi
In search of wisdom about how an officious government reluctantly relaxes its grip after an emergency, I stumbled on a 1948 newsreel clip of Harold Wilson when he was president of the Board of Trade. It’s a glimpse of long-forgotten and brain-boggling complexity in the rationing system. ‘We have taken some clothing off the ration altogether,’ he boasts, posing as a munificent liberator. ‘From shoes to bathing costumes, and from oilskins to body belts and children’s raincoats. Then we’ve reduced the points on such things as women’s coats and woollen garments generally and… on men’s suits.’ Does this remind you of anything? One day in November, George Eustice, the environment
Q. Our neighbours have a tennis court which, under the property’s previous owner, we enjoyed playing men’s fours on. The new owner is very welcoming and friendly. The problem (without sounding conceited, I hope) is that he is not up to the standard of the rest of us in the village who would like to play on his court. How do we politely say that we want to play — but not with him? — Name and address withheld A. What about one of your number inviting him to play golf? He will thereby have the opportunity to introduce the new court owner to lots of locals, or businessmen, or
We should defer to the states more often
The biggest question facing Boris Johnson is the future of his so-called vaccine passports. A few months ago, the idea was dismissed by No. 10 as ‘discriminatory’. Matt Hancock, the Health Secretary, said: ‘We are not a papers-carrying country.’ But now, without debate or democratic scrutiny, vaccine passports are quickly heading from unthinkable to unstoppable. Today, No. 10 released more details — hence the questions Johnson is facing. But bizarrely, the Prime Minister was unable to admit to any of it, and pretended to be confused by what he was being asked. This matters. If he cannot acknowledge his flagship scheme, leaving such an indefensible gulf between what his government has just published and what he has just said, he may already be
With few exceptions, almost every single person tried to talk us out of going
He’s a cable-news star first and a scientist second
Gov. Greg Abbott takes a calculated gamble on we, the people against the experts
The governor’s moronic policies do not follow the science
Dating in a pandemic is no picnic
The data confirms whatever the governor says it does
At one point, a biker in a Trump mask briefly pops in, sees the full house and leaves a generous tip