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Historians of the future may look on this era and speculate that the people of the early 21st century hated their own children. Hate might be too...
I found myself having a conversation with AI last month. I’ve resisted engaging with this monster technology until now, but my voyeuristic...
As an Irishman there’s a risk that what I’m about to say will result in an exclusion order placed on me the next time I try to return to the land...
A working-class hero is indeed something to be, something worth celebrating, especially these days, in the nepo-baby era when family connections and...
When I was nine, my father took me to the most remarkable magic show I’ve ever seen. In a tent, on a windy hill along the north Antrim coast, a...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. Only a fool has an all-consuming belief in the future and a need to...
An interesting new phrase has emerged: "disordered discourse". It attempts to explain the collapse of political debate in the West. The term...
With travel so expensive now, you can easily substitute a trip to the Palace of Versailles with some hours reading the Rich List. The effect is...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. More than 30 years ago, when my wife and I decided to move to Scotland,...
My neighbours are Romanian. A family of three. They are not strangers to me. My other neighbours are Pakistani. A family of five. They are not...
“They handcuffed a young boy and shot him. He was clearly a child, not even close to fighting age.” The testimony emerging about alleged war...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. Is Doctor Faustus a secret member of the SNP’s inner circle? You’d...
Won’t someone think of the poor statues!? In a world of horror, poverty and GB News, they’re getting an awfully hard time lately. In Dublin,...
The discussion around what are or aren’t Scottish values, or whether such principles even exist, reveals much about our tortured national psyche. ...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. It feels like 2025 needs a specific name, a label. Perhaps, the Year of...
Social mobility is dead in this country. Economists say it’s harder now than at any point in the last half-century to move up in life if you’re...
Last week, I spent an afternoon in the company of Roz Foyer, the general-secretary of the STUC. She’s one of the most interesting people in Scottish...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. There's a cowardly, wilful absurdity to any discussion which fails to...
The laws of free speech are immutable. They never change. They must not change. The founding principle is the hard, important ask: that we protect...
With weary disgust another headline drops about the gangland war staining central Scotland. There was a passing moment, back in the late 1990s,...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. Patrick Harvie and Lorna Slater should have quit as Green Party...
My position on nuclear weapons reflects that of many folk, I reckon. Like a mountain switchback road, it has altered course at times over my life. ...
I knew Still Wakes the Deep was special when it blind-sided me with an insulin joke that Kevin Bridges would be proud to have written. For the...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. It makes you pine for the good old days of the Cold War. That wasn’t a...
I’m beginning to feel like Benjamin the Donkey in Animal Farm. Benjamin lived so long, the world turned him cynical. He knew that whether the pigs...
All Prime Ministers have a grand vision for the nation, though they seldom express it clearly. We must intuit their megalomanic mission from the...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. It's a sorry indictment of this country that opponents of Nicola...
Picture yourself in 1995 and your average day. I was 25. Every morning I got the train to work. Onboard, everyone read newspapers, magazines or...
Occasionally, we find ourselves without the necessary words to express an emotion or idea because the language hasn’t yet been invented. Over the...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. Unfortunately, I’ve met far too many psychopaths throughout my life....
There's a speech at the end of Christopher Marlowe’s play Doctor Faustus which stands as eulogy for the political careers of so many leaders from...
If humanity survives this cursed century, I imagine our future ancestors looking back and wondering if it wasn’t the way we entertained ourselves...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. There's a strange imbalance in Scottish society. As a nation, we’re...
Since I hit 50, my life has become a bad British sitcom, featuring me as the halfwit man-child character causing chaos while his family watches in...
Hieronymous Bosch was damn good at paintings of humans in hell, yet even he’d have struggled to capture the look of eternal damnation on Marco...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. For an accurate assessment of Keir Starmer’s White House pilgrimage,...
As the song goes, "all my life, there’s trouble in America". But never trouble like this, and never trouble that’s turned the United States in...
We've all been there. That moment when you realise you’re out of your depth professionally and start scrambling around for something – anything...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. There’s been what’s called ‘an instructive moment’ over on the...
I’ve spent a lot of time lately talking to disabled people and learning about their hopes and fears. It was a chastening experience. A large...
Want a good way to get the measure of someone? Look at their enemies. If the goon squad hates them, they’re probably a decent sort. The Scottish...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. Recently, I spotted some graffiti which seemed to sum up what motivates...
There's a moment in Make it to Munich which floods you with happy-sadness, that feeling when you want to smile and cry at the same time, when the...
Somewhere in hell there’s a snowball laughing at Anas Sarwar. I’m old enough to remember last summer when everyone was convinced that the SNP...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. I’ve lost count of the number of historians and educators I’ve...
I’ve been thinking of democracies threatening democracies, of once great nations turning on their allies, of war crimes and liberty perishing, of...
This is a story I’ve never told. Frankly, it’s been too painfully intimate to recount, and when I was younger the story was the preserve of my...
This article appears as part of the Unspun: Scottish Politics newsletter. Perhaps I should be thankful for Storm Eowyn, it’s certainly blown...
In the beginning, the drift to authoritarianism is a push-me pull-you exercise. The push side comes in two forms: fear and grooming. Fear doesn’t...
In the end, for the end has surely come, it was just a blip. The Liberal Order which governed our lives, the lives of our parents, and the lives of...